An afternoon sun rises among the land of Northern Equestria. It’s is Autumn and the leaves let go from the grip that the tree’s have holding on to for months, saying, “goodbye”. A young pony walks along a massive hill tops, looking for something. Her name is Candlelight Song. With only...
*wipes away a single, manly tear*
Thank you for your entry! It’s just so sad ;;;u;;; And very nicely done!