This story explores a dragon's nature somewhat, and spins a narrative of a middle-aged Spike regaling a visitor about the favorite item in his hoard: a statue of his favorite pony. It is a story about Spike, Rarity, reminiscing, letting go, and preserving that which is most precious to us.

A terminally ill patient, stuck in a hospital for what little time remains of their life. Days pass by and it is almost as if they can see their time coming to an end. Their life feels meaningless now that they are facing their own mortality. They have all but given up. That is, until a single pony manages to break through to them and give them the one thing they really needs before leaving this world: a true friend.

I was still a young colt when I took my first steps into the world of steam engines and railroading. I was meant to sing the song of steel, the chorus of the railways. Despite the challenges, discomfort, and dangers, I wanted to be a railway pony. I wanted a fine steam engine like #3803. I wanted to be like Highball.

What I got? Well now, there's a story worth telling...