John Smith, the one and only Human In Equestria. He has been there for a few months, and has been feeling, Lonely. He has been craving the touch of another being like himself. One Night, as he gazes at the moon, he wishes for just that.
I write when I'm motivated, which, I am disappointed in myself to say, is few and far between, so don't expect chapters often. I'm also a sub par HiE writer that occasionally writes other things.