Flash Sentry loves Twilight from afar. She can never know of his love. She could never return it. The two could never be. Such is the order—the way things are supposed to be.
When you have so little, and another has so much, it’s easy to justify theft. The more precious the commodity, the easier it is to tell yourself you need it more than they do. And what is more precious than time?
Two ponies, equally but uniquely flawed, must decide if they have enough wits between them to cobble together a stable family. A story about trust, loss, severe neurological disorder, and ice cream.