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// Chapter 15-One Hoof in the Grave 
// Story: Dystopia: Equestria 
// by Creativa-Artly01 
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A few days later, while out on her morning walk, Twilight stumbles across an emaciated, yet still breathing body. "Help me," begged the soul weakly. "Help me." Not wanting to leave him there to die, Twilight helps the pony to his feet and leads him back to the castle with her. 

"How did you end up like this?" asks Twilight as she hands him a bowl of oatmeal, which he immediately downs followed by another ten bowls. 

"I was kicked out of my home by my family claiming I took up too much space as I had seven younger siblings, all foals with mouths to feed. I understood why they kicked me out. After all, I am already twenty. It was bound to happen sooner or later. Maw and Paw said I was mooching off of them and preventing them from feeding all my younger brothers and sisters."

"Oh, I see," responds Twilight. "Well, you can stay here until you're ready to move into your own home here in Ponyville." 

"Thank you so much," responds the stallion. "Now, where is the spare bedroom?" 

"Down the hall and to your left," says Twilight, "I don't believe I caught your name." 

"The name's Coalter," responds the stallion, "and thanks." He then heads down the hall and takes a left and disappears into the spare bedroom where he soon falls fast asleep. Twilight then goes down the hall herself and turns to her right and into the library. She's truly glad she got to help a pony in need and just in the nick of time as well. Thanks to her, he's still alive. Without her, he would've been dead by now.