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// Epilogue 
// Story: But I Really Do Have Feelings 
// by Clearnote 
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I see Twilight coming. She's galloping, on all four hooves. She's coming toward me.

I only stare. 

"Wind Whistler!" she calls. I stand up and walk away. I don't want to go home. I want it to be over. But... I don't want to be dead.

When she starts coming toward me even faster, I break into a gallop as well. 

"Leave me alone!" I cry. Twilight does not stop. So I take flight. Higher and higher, until she cannot see me. Soon, I am surrounded by trees. I think Twilight mentioned this place once...

The Everfree Forest. I land and start trotting, for she will never find me here. There is no need to run anymore. 

To be honest, I'm scared. This place is filled with dangerous beasts and plants. And I have no knowledge of how to stop them. How will I defend myself?

I see a partially broken-down cottage. Good enough for me. I walk on in, for I will rest here. It is almost nightfall. As I lay down near the remains of what might have been a table, I hear a voice.

"Heeeeelloooo..." calls the voice. It is very quiet and soft sounding. It sounds so trustworthy. And I am so sleepy.

"Coooommmmme," the voice commands softly. In my tiredness, I get up, half asleep, and limp over to where I think it is. 

There is a pony there. It is a pegasus. Her mane and tail are magenta with a white streak, and are moderately messy. Her eyes are a dark cyan, and her coat is a light shade of blueish-grey. I can see her freckles glistening in the moonlight, like stars upon her face. 

"Who are you?" I yawn. My eyelids are feeling very heavy. She gives a small smile. 

"I am Clearnote, and you are mine."

A pain bursts through my head. When I open my eyes, I see that a blue mist is surrounding me. I scream in agony. When I look at the pony, she only smirks. 

"Let go. There is nothing you can do. This is the pollen of a Zevano flower." Her smile grows. "And I know how to use it."

I collapse onto the ground. I feel sick, dizzy, and so tired. 

"Goodnight," Clearnote says softly. 

My eyes close. She has won.