The Choices We Make

by observer of dimensions

First published

Well it has been nine years since the first portal (or bridge as some call it) to Equestria opened due to some type of spell mishap on their side. I have lived here quitely in this mystical land for four years. I guess an adventure changes that. A friend of mine has. . . . left our humble town without a word. I in good conscious can not just sit here and do nothing. With the help of Gilda (a griffin I bribed with fish) we set out on my first adventure to find my friend.