My unicorn parents called me a worthless mud pony. They pushed me every day to overcome my lowly status. When I woke up one morning with my cutie mark, I thought they would love me. I couldn’t have been farther from the truth.
It was not destiny or enjoyment that led me to discover the cello and composing. My parents made that decision, deciding before I was born I would continue their family legacy of famous musicians.
They did not realize what that decision would cost them.
Special Thanks and Links:
Cover Art: Dreampaw. The inspiration for the story.
Dramatic reading of Act I by Malao567.
Style inspired by H.P. Lovecraft
Gweat and Powaful Twixie: Editor & brainstorming.
TypeWriterError: Editor & Rating Board
Gage of Grandiloquence: Editor
Breath of Plagues: My Pinch Editor.
ArgonMatrix: Bad Grammar Exterminator
Daemon of Decay: Advice, also inspired me to write fan fiction. Blame him!