Short story i wrote up the other night. its a tale of one pony that witnesses a simple action when a small colt. This event effects his life in ways deeper than he could imagine and when the end comes. All he can think of is the apology he owes to that one mare who sang such a beautiful song.

This is an account of the life of a brony. Told mostly from the first person perspective.

I cannot promise when i will add more chapters as i am currently travelling around NZ. I am writing it out as i travel so when i can i will have it proof read and added. If you find more errors please let me know. (note: is tagged with everything since the story will progress eventually.) Any ideas for a name for the character will be helpful as thats my num 1 issue.

A human traveler gets an chance to go where no other human has before. Will he survive? What wonders does this world hold? Join him as he recounts his life, his travels, his love, and his pain.

(p.s. i dont own the picture nor support the scootachicken)