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// The beginning... 
// Story: Running from destiny 
// by sydney_alice 
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Running. Endless running. I couldn't see through the blood falling from my head in the cold, pelting rain, yet I knew the streets of Canterlot like the back of my hoof.

But trailing behind were the sounds of dogs barking whilst the guards yelled "In the name Celestia, stop evading your inevitable capture!" 

Looking behind me, I tripped, falling to the cobbled road. I yelled out in pain as my side hits the ground, landing on my already injured wing. I tried to stand up, but after running for what felt like hours, I could barely move. But, before I yield to the unconsciousness, I feel somepony grab my shoulders, pulling me from the main road and out of the freezing rain into one of the wallflower houses among the many. 

I wipe the blood and rain from my eyes, listening intently as my pursuers run past. "Th-thanks" is all I can say, still shell-shocked from almost being caught. I sit back and hold the wing that impacted the ground and cradled it. 

I look around the small, gloomy room. On the far wall, an array of weird weapons made from wood and forged with different metals hung from steel hooks. In the corner closest to me, a fireplace held a blaze with a small, colorful fire. 

I crawl slowly over to the fire, dragging my sore body across the floor. I rest next to the fire, garnering little warmth from the flames. I look over to my savoir. The darkly dressed pegasus stallion, standing at the open door, turns around and looks at me, his face wet from the rain. He closes the door with a kick from one of his back legs.

"You are safe now, Auroura." he says, walking over to me. 

"H-how do you know my name?" I ask him, both scared and intrigued from his knowledge. 

"I know many things about you. I even know things you don't know yet" he answers, sitting across from me, next to the fire. He 
finds a biscuit in one of his pockets and offers it to me. I take the food, and it in one bite. My stomach rumbles hoping for more food. 
I stroke it lightly. 

"Thanks again" I tell him. He nods in recognition as he stares aimlessly into the burning coals. I look at him not sure if I should disturb his train of thought. The silence hangs in the air for a few seconds. "Who are you?" My voice ringing through the small room.