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// Chapter 2 
// Story: September 
// by YoshiStar21 
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The lone pony walked through what used to be the main street of Ponyville, searching for any sign of life. A signpost, a scrap of fabric, food, anything.

It was raining.

It had been raining for the last three months. The pegasi would usually have sorted that out by now, but not anymore.

No more did rainbows shine, no more did snow fall. No more did winds blow.

Just rain.

Not thunder, not lightning, not a storm, no hurricanes, not a drizzle, not a flood.

Just rain.

At this time of day, the boutique would have opened, and the unicorn who ran it would surely have some umbrellas to spare, as well as a warm coat for anypony who asked.

But there were no umbrellas. There was no boutique. No coats.

There was rain, and ash, and mud.

School would have started, and all the fillies and colts would be sitting inside, dry and warm, learning about the past and present.

But the school was not there, nor were the fillies and colts.

The past did not matter, and there was nothing in the present.

All that remained was a near-featureless landscape, dark clouds, and a basement.

This basement had thick walls, a power supply that would last for months, and food, and water.

But the food ran out. The power depleted. The water had either been drunk or evaporated.

And all that was left was walking on the ruined land, with no recollection of anything since last September.

It's been forever
Since I could have remembered
Where the hell is everypony?
I just want to know the story
Of what happened right before
I became so alone