the garden was a place for him to stay, a place that seemed alive in its own mind. next to the rigid manor, he decided to do something about his second chance at life, or perhaps his procrastination of ending it, to at the very least make an attempt at helping theirs.

he does not know yet. do not let this into the wrong hands.

who knew the lovely fluttershy would have one pony she kept a secret for too long.
back when twilight first arrived.

he was standing between the aspens and prickly firs of the nearby woods, she is intrigued by his presence, and he is grateful for someone to talk to.

it seemed all so perfect for both of them until that one sun lashed day.