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// Act I; Scene I: Running... 
// Story: Old Wounds 
// by Sylpheed Dashstep 
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 	Running...
It's all the filly had been doing for the past five years.
Ever since he had seen that...thing...kill his mom.
Never staying in one place too long, never getting to know who anypony is. He couldn't risk the thing hurting somepony he cared for.
So he kept running.
Until, that is, he came to a town called Ponyville.hair with white tips over his blind right eye. No use in showing it if it doesn't work, right? He sensed rather than saw a pony hopping of his right side and he turned to look at who it was. He saw a pink pony with an even darker pink in her mane hopping beside him.
"Nice mane," she said taking note of his white tipped bangs.
"Thanks, yours is cool too," the blue filly said.
"So what's your name? I've never seen you before, so I can't know your name yet," she said.
"My-," he got out before she cut him off.
"unless I've met you before and I've just forgotten your name. But I never forget anything, so I must not have met you yet," she said.
The filly stopped, sat down, and began messing with the headphones around his neck, "Are you done yet?"
The pink mare stopped, but kept hopping in place and shook her head.
He sighed and said, "My name's Alex,  but I prefer Sylph, short for my stage name, Sylpheed Dashstep."
The mare giggled and said, "My name's Pinkie Pie. So why do you need a stage name?"
Sylph looked  around for the motel and said, "I make electronic music, and I perform for a few bits every once in a while. It's usually only a one night thing for each town though."
Pinkie looked at him as though he had said something weird, "Where do you usually perform, and why is it usually a one night thing?"
"I usually perform wherever they'll take me, which isn't many places seeming as how I'm only fourteen. And it's usually a one-night thing for each town because I don't stay in one town that long, now can you please tell me where the motel or inn is," he said, giving up looking.
Pinkie giggled and said, "There isn't one, but I can get my friend Applejack to let you stay with her."
Sylph sighed and said, "No thanks, that's alright." He got to Sugarcube Corner, with Pinkie Pie still following him, before he stopped and swayed a little. He shrugged it off as being a little tired and continued on, making it to the edge of the town. His legs tightened up and his back arched, making him gasp as the rest of his body seized up and he fell over onto his left side, plunging him into darkness. Freaking right eye he thought. I just had to be blind in that eye for this moment he thought, a bit furious at the lame eye. He got very tired suddenly and began drifting on the edge of consciousness. He fought to rise from the abyss and only succeeded in falling deeper into the darkness. He lay there for a few minutes, guessing Pinkie went for help before he heard a voice in his head. It simply said you can't run forever. He tried to get up again and failed horribly, only barely hanging on to consciousness. It's coming was his last thought before he fell into the abyss of darkness.