The field I stand in today isn't what it once was. Mother Nature had healed from the scars left by a battle which turned the tide towards Equestria. While the remnants of the war have since physically faded away, they still remain prevalent within my subconscious. This is my short tale of a fight which changed history, but at the expense of my fellow friends.

This story is based upon the poem "In Flanders Fields" and the Equestria at War mod for Heart of Iron 4