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// Distance (4/20/2017) 
// Story: A Pony a Day 
// by OfTheIronwilled 
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The pegasus didn't land. She crashed. As she thumped down with a slosh into the mud, her breath was smashed out of her in a burning cough. Her body stung. She was cold. For a while she just laid there, her wheezes wracking her body and the rainwater drenching her to the bone.

Still, Fluttershy got up. She hobbled up onto shaking legs, then looked off into the distance. If you looked past all of the yellow grass and gnarled trees, you could see the sun just barely starting to rise.

With a gasp, Fluttershy opened her wings and forced herself to keep moving. She would find her friends.

It was the kind thing to do, after all.