Applejack gets on the train to visit somepony close to her. Only...she doesn't know how she got on.

It came without ceremony and without warning. A huge monolith of mechanics, steam, and smoke that was unlike anything Equestria had ever seen before. It's origins are a mystery. One that demands to be solved.

It was raining when we buried mom. Sparkler and I with the help of the priest, Time Turner wrapped her in a white shroud and carried her to the cemetery.

Her name was Dtizy Doo.

It had surprisingly easy to lift her. Pegasus ponies were light by nature but I never imagined that mom would have been this easy to pick up even with the help of Mr. Time Turner and my sister. When she was alive she seemed larger than life itself. The sickness that killed her somehow made her…less. Even her tattoos had faded ever so slightly.

Now…

Now she just seemed so small. The mare who had worked her fingers to the bone, who smiled in spite of everything, who taught me, taught my sister, was just too light.
I can still remember when she first started coughing.

It’s probably nothing, my little muffin. I’m just a little under the weather. It’ll pass.

Only it didn’t.

The burial took place at the poor and destitue ponies’ graves in a walled-off section behind the church, away from the main plots of land. It was there that we dug her grave in the water logged clay. It took no time to dig one big enough.

There was no coffin. We couldn’t afford one for her.

I had thought, during that funeral, that life couldn't possibly get any worse.

The next day I was proven wrong.

Note: Inspired by this and this and some other fanfic on fimfiction that I can't find right now.

Thanks to Autumn Forest for collaborating and editing the first chapter with me.

Cover art done by this brilliant guy

With the defeat of Discord the Era of Chaos is over and a new age is ushered in Equestria along with the reveal of two beings whose power is beyond even that of the Tri-council. A council who was powerless before the enemy and in the eyes of it’s ponies.
All too soon the rumblings of discontent begin to shake at the foundations of the nation, the pain of it’s near destruction still raw as the many call for a change, a new rule under the Sun and Moon.
The time for celebration has come and gone. In the nation, particularly in the newly titled city of Everfree, the struggle for power has begun. With it, the formation of a new squad.
One to be the hoof of the Sisters. To be their shield and sword.
Praise the Sisters of the Sky. May their reign be eternal.