Fortunate for the crusaders they did not see or hear the horrific execution, but the implied image their mind's eyes made for them was more than enough to scare them. They were quick to scoot through and shimmy down the various tunnels and shafts that made up the internal ventilation system of the Council building.

Spike and Fluttershy came to the exit as they heard them sliding down.

"So, what did you girls find out?" Spike asked, claws out anticipating a stack of notes, instead they were greeted with two trembling filies and one cowering Sweetie Belle.

"Oh my goodness! Are you girls okay?" Fluttershy asked.

"I gues..." Scootaloo said, obviously shaken. "Where's Rainbow Dash?"

"Right over there Scootaloo." Fluttershy pointed a hoof with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo bolting in that direction. Applebloom gave Spike the notes and followed her fellow crusaders.

"They...they did what?!" Twilight gasped as Applebloom recounted their observations.

"Ah was scared Twi! We didn' see nothin'; we closed our eyes and covered our ears but..It was still too scary!"

"The way Celestia was talking to that stallion.." Scootaloo shivered, "That sca- was a little weird."

Sweetie Belle was cradled in her sisters' hooves, unable to speak.

"Damn." Rainbow Dash said, "I guess you were right Twilight, she's about as evil as evil gets, makes Discord look like a foal."

"Meaning we need to be that much more careful about this." Twilight said, mostly to herself. "You girls are at least okay right? You didn't actually...see it did you?"

"Nope." Applebloom nodded vigurously. "Didn't see notin' did we Scoots'?"

"Didn't hear anything either." Scootaloo added.

"Well that's good, I guess." Twilight murmured. Now though she needed to get these fillies back on track and they deserved some kind of reward anyway as they did get her the intel she needed.

"Welll for your fantastic service, you three get to pick out a desert." Twilight smiled. "And before you ask Scootaloo, you can do whatever but remember what happened last time."

Rainbow Dash let out a snort, suppressing laughter as she remembered the inflated filly grimacing from her overeating.

"I know, I know." Scootaloo shot a glare at Rainbow Dash.

Sweetie Belle and the others seemed more than happy to indulge on sweets, they seemed to be normalizing as they shoveled chocolate, ice cream, and other confections at a disturbing pace.

"Easy now Sweetie Belle, you must retain a plausible figure." Rarity nagged.

"Really?" Rainbow Dash smirked, "Let the filly be a filly will ya?"

"And I see that's working out fine for you isn't it? Rarity pointed a hoof towards Scootaloo who was once again diving into another helping of sugary sweets, and a large one at that.

"Meh, she'll learn." Rainbow Dash shrugged.

"How much will it cost Rainbow Dash?" Rarity said playfully.

"Well, I don't know actually-" Rainbow trailed as she read the menu. Shortly after she rushed over and pulled the bowl from under the filly.

"Hey!" Scootaloo whined, "I was eating that!"

"Not on my bits you aren't." Rainbow huffed.

"No fair!" Scootaloo pouted.

"Life ain't always fair squrt, deal with it."

"I hate to add to the interruption but we need to take our places soon so, let's wrap this up." Twilight commanded. Rarity and Twilight both relieved their fillies of their own comfort food and were out the door.

"Hey wait," Sweetie Belle asked as they were going along, "I don't remember us having anything to do after our spy thing?"

"You don't here." Twilight replied,

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A brilliant, shining sun cast a bright mood over the whole of Equetria. The alicorn princess responsible for its religious ascent was praised and fawned over by the enormous queue of ponies that crowded the sidewalks of the parade route. In tow of her highness was a decorated assembly of Canterlot's finest soldiers; Shining Armor at the front carrying a unfurled flag with the defining seal of Equestria's capital.

Behind the soldiers and princess were the Manehatten marching band, a float advertising the newfound prosperity of the Crystal Empire; with Caedence at the helm waving to her admirers.

The whole of the parade was a vibrant and optimistic display of Canterlot's royalty and their subjects; the intent was, as it was every decade, to exemplify the peacetime accomplishments and living under the alicorn sisters Luna and Celestia. The whole of the crowd was ecstatic and enveloped in a powerful sense of euphoria and enthusiasm.

As the assembly maneuvered down the elegant and artful granite road that hosted the parade, it seemed the density of observers gradually increased for at the end, the finale of this grand demonstration was a cheery and adoring speech from Celestia on the state of the Empire and positive highlights of recent times.

Though, that speech was not going to take place. The adoring ponies were not going to be drenched in the happy and gratifying words of their leader. Instead they were sent scurrying wildly, fearfully, in an astonishing array of directions and at an impressive pace.

A large explosion of what appeared to be some magical fire created a gargantuan crater in the road injuring many soldiers in the assembly and causing further injuries to the citizens who fled the unprecedented interruption of their joyous occasion.

"What the hell?" Shinning frantically scanned for the perpetrator but he was to have no luck in this task. The unscathed soldiers were ordered to their defensive positions as they combed the area looking for their suspect.

Unknown to them, their suspect was in the gardens, headed to the castle. His little purple legs taking him as fast and far as he could possibly go.  Waiting for him in one of the towers was an anxious Twilight who knew nothing of her assistants' progress with the exception of the small earthquake and booming explosion. Much to the unicorn's relief he zipped through the doorway soon enough slamming it behind him and panting heavily.

Twilight looked to Rarity who was preoccupied with the only window in the room which just now was provided a view of a colum of smoke that was slowly rising into the sky. The screams and terrified clamor of the ponies could also be faintly heard.

"Are you sure we can make it in time Twilight?" Rarity asked as she turned to her friend.

"I'm certain." Twilight smiled. "The guards have left the clearing we need to cross so we should be more than capable of getting underground if we go now; did you happen to see if Dash and Fluttershy got into place?"

Rarity went into thought as they briskly trotted down the stairs, into the courtyard and towards the large grille that lead to a subterranean level of the castle grounds.

"I believe I saw Rainbow, I can't be too certain darling." The white unicorn replied.

"Fair enough." Twilight panted, "I'm impressed Spike," she continued, "That was a pretty generous display from what I felt and heard."

"Much bigger than I had planned." The dragon grimaced, a tinge of guilt stung him since the initial blast, "I hope I didn't seriously injure anypony--It was supposed to just be a diversion right?"

"Exactly Spike." Twilight assured him as the arrived at the grille. Twilight's mood soured when she figured something she should have planned for: the entrance was magically fortified and locked.

"Shit." The unicorn uttered.

"Excuse?" Rarity shot a worried glance.

"There's a magical coating on this gate." Twilight focused on the make of the protection. "Spike, Rarity, you're going to have to open this."

"Wha--And how am I supposed to do that?" Rarity gasped.

"Trial and error." Twilight sighed.

A cyan and cream colored pegasus sat aloff in a cloud looking down at the scene below. The smoke was much closer to them and Rainbow strained to see past it.

"Spike made one hell of a blast don't ya think?" Rainbow laughed. Being away from Scootaloo and in the thick of the action seemed to reinvigorate her self-serving ego and resolve.

"I don't know." Fluttershy sighed, "I just wish none of this was necessary."

"Oh will you stop it!" Rainbow was not willing to let the timid pegasus dampen her spirits, "We haven't even killed anypony yet!"

"Y--yet?" Fluttershy's ears dropped.

Rainbow laughed. "You think they're going down without a fight? Nope. We're gonna have to give it all we got!"

"If you say so.." Fluttershy cowered behind the cloud. They weren't up for anything just yet, they had to wait for the fight to come to them and the anxiety was heavy on the normally reclusive animal-lover.

Much to the delight of Twilight Spike and Rarity had managed to magic the gate open and were now replacing it as Twilight edged into the underground tunnels, attempting to remember the route to the throne room.

Rarity was more than ready to get to wherever they needed to go. The anxiety involved in removing and replacing the grille was more than she would have preferred. She was relieved that the tunnels were at least illuminated by torches that lined the walls.  

"Well at least it is lit." Rarity commented. "Where exactly are we headed again dear?" She asked Twilight.

"Celestia's personal chambers." Twilight replied. "If I can retrieve my element necklace and if you can reproduce that spell we've been practicing, I should be able to harness the power of magic again."

Rarity stalled for a moment. Her mind had blanked. "Right....practice..."

Twilight whipped around with a look of disbelief.  "Please tell me you remember!"

"I likely do darling I--I'm just having a rough time forging it to the forefront of my mi-"

"Well hurry up with that!" Spike barked as they continued along.

"Spike!" Rarity chastised, "That is no way to speak to a lady! You two should be at the very worst appreciative that I'm even tagging along for this suicidal mission."

"Should we be?" Spike snickered, only to be silenced by a glare from her mentor.

As they went down through the damp and dim tunnels the sounds of the choas outside slowly began to fade; an eerie sense of calm came over the trio.

"I'm not liking this Twilight." Spike worried, "Seems too easy."

"How would she suspect us?" Rarity asked.

"Remember what the girls said?" Spike said, referring to the cutie mark crusaders.

Rarity shuddered remembering the fillies' account of the execution. "Well, if they were to do such things to us I would reasonably believe it would arouse suspicion would it not?"

"I wouldn't be too sure of that." Twilight deadpanned.

They had been wading through some standing water for some time now, the caverns were resembling more of a shallow sewer than some escape route or covert trafficking passage. It was cold as everything else.

Then suddenly the once damp and clear water began bubbling as if it were at a boil.  Around the three certain clumps of bubbles began to ascend and were forming the shape of spider looking creatures.

Twilight, Rarity and Spike backed towards one another and formed a circle.

"W-what are they?" Rarity shivered.

The forms then assumed mass, and a shell; their glowing red eyes pierced brightly through the dim surroundings, their sickly hissing broke the silence of before. They looked anything but inviting.

"What do we do?!" Rarity screamed. Twilight wasted no time as one of the water-born arachnids leapt towards he, bucking the creature. Though this had no effect other than deflecting it a few meters.

Responding, two more lunged for Spike who spat green fire as one would spit watermelon seeds. Again, to the same affect. They were not harmed only deflected.  As Twilight was assisting Spike in fending off these over-sized insects one of them latched onto her saddle and began biting into her back, drawing blood.

"EEK!" Twilight squealed as blood began to pour from the punctured area as the monster continued to draw.

Spike desperately attempted to burn and claw at it frantically but no luck. He too was pinned. This one suctioning his entire face.

Rarity managed to dodge these creatures so far, looking back at her friends who were bucking and flailing helplessly as a mob of spiders surrounded them.  The adrenaline rushed in the unicorn and a sensation unknown to her took over. Her horn began to glow as she levitated in the air and shot a concentrated beam which  upon contact with these pests, dismounted them from their leeching perch.

Spike brazenly let out a torrent of magical fire on these dismounted spiders and, to his surprise the evaporated.

"That's it!" Twilight exclaimed, slowly recovering. "Fall back! I have an idea."

Rarity and Spike retreated a distance while Twilight stood her ground.  

"Twilight!" Spike worried.

"Trust me!" Twilight shouted. "On my signal, you and Rarity combine her magic and your fire. I'll lure them into a clusrer."

"Go! Now!" Twilight shouted.

One of the spiders leapt in anticipation only to have Twilight zip away at the last second. It had expanded its mouth and stuck to the moldy concrete below. She zig-zagged around as the other creatures failed in the same way. Once a good score of them were trapped, Twilight galloped toward Spike and Rarity.

Spike mounted Rarity who lowered her head to avoid being scorched. She charged foward shooting a large beam of magic at the cluster of foolish creatures with Spike unleashing a stream of embers, systematically evaporating and destroying the herd of predators.

Both Rarity and Spike were exhausted. The magic they both used was taxing to say the least.

"Well..." Rarity said triumphantly, "That was trivial."

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The crusaders had said little on the way down the summit seated together on the train. Scootaloo said nothing as she had her face turned to the window, looking anything but happy. Having both dealt with Scoots' temper, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle opted to not bother her and thus made small talk to try to pass the time.

Scootaloo however saw the blur of trees, clouds, and the occasional villages; the only noises she heard was the occasional whistle of the train and the chugging of the engine. Her mind's eye was preoccupied with the revelation from earlier. Not even a day afteer discovering her mother who she'd never thought she would see and she was torn away and plopped onto a train headed to the last place she wanted to be -- Ponyville.

The discussion leading up to their departure was anything but unanimous. Rarity and even Rainbow Dash initially worried that the Apples may be there and could result in the crusaders being attacked. Twilight assured the other mares that the townsfolk would not be hostile to the fillies but this did little to calm Rarity, in the end though it was deicded: the crusaders did not need to be in Canterlot as they would be both a mental and literal distraction, worse yet they could be killed if Twilight's grand plan went awry,

Applebloom had gone to the dining car to treat herself to some food whist Sweetie Belle remained by Scootaloo, watching her stare into the window. The unicorn filly trembled as she risked placing a comforting hoof on Scootaloo's shoulder. The orange filly returned with a hug, burying her head in the unicorn's chest. Sweetie brought the filly into a loving embrace as she shushed her distraught friend.  

On the outside Sweetie showed composure and compassion, she was more than willing to do for her friends what they would do for her in her times of distress, though she hoped Scootaloo would snap out of this funk she had been in for several months, since she was discovered to be homeless. Sweetie Belle was used to cowering behind the pegasus in sticky situations, following her timidly as the pegasus charged into another bold and wild scheme. Scootaloo never cried, not with her friends anyway, she was the face of determination and perseverance, of vivid aspirations and insane objectives; now with time Scootaloo had become the opposite: A needy, sulking, dependent little foal. She was weak, not physically, the few times Scootaloo was herself they were reminded she had her tough demeanor intact with the physical fortitude to back it up but emotionally and mentally she was a mess, her ego had long since died and she was a shell of the filly she once was.

Regardless of this floating through the unicorns mind, the nurturing side of her could not stand to see her friend trudge through her sadness alone, and the defensive side of her did not want Scootaloo's wild hooves striking her....again.

"APPROACHING PONYVILLE!" Hollered the conductor as the trains' whistle went into a blaring fit. Jostling Sweetie and Scootaloo from their calm embrace. The two scrambled off their seat and made their way to the exit with Scootaloo talking the lead.

"What about Applebloom?" Sweetie Belle asked as she looked back to see if their other friend was behind.

"She's fine." Scootaloo replied as they hopped onto the platform at the train station.  Scootaloo was already making her way towards the town proper, not waiting for their cream colorerd companion to join them.

"Scootaloo!" Sweetie Belle complained, "Come on, knock it off!"

Scootaloo stopped. She did not bother to turn around and face Sweetie Belle but instead sat down on her flank and waited. No sooner did Applebloom hop on that platform and meet Sweetie Belle,

"She okay?" Applebloom whispered.

"No." Sweetie Belle answered. "And neither am I."

"Why not?"

"Because..." Sweetie sighed, she had never had the nerve to say it aloud, "Scootaloo's changed, big time and it's starting to really bother me." She peeked towards the pegasus to ensure she wasn't looking. "I don't hate her or anything but -- she needs to get back to being her old self."

Applebloom nodded. "Ah would like to know why she hates me so much. "

"Well..." Sweetie Belle began only to be cut off by an intentionally loud groan.

"UGH." Scootaloo groaned, "Can we go already?!"

"Yeah!" Sweetie Belle replied. Scootaloo began trotting again and the other two followed a good distance behind.

"You were sayin'?" Applebloom said.

"She doesn't hate you...I don't think anyway, she's just in a rotten mood." Sweetie Belle watched the pegasus lead them through town.

The three were silent as they went through Ponyville. Much to their shock, all of the citizenry seemed either unaffected or happy to have them back. Cheerilee was the first to acknowledge them:

"Hello girls." Cheerilee said, "How was your trip?"

Scootaloo and the others were a bit put off, she seemed too happy and they honestly wondered if anypony remembered the reason for their departure.  

"Good?"  Scootaloo said, a tone of confusion in her voice.

"Great! I can't wait to have you all in class tomorrow! See you soon!" Cheerilee was off, smiling as usual. The three looked at each other with equal looks of uncertainty. They continued their trip through town and were damn near scared to death when confetti rained upon them following a loud boom. The inevitable gasp followed.

"Omigosh!" Pinkie Pie screeched, "Nopony told me you were coming back! We all missed you girls so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so," She inhaled loudly, "so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so much!" They were brought into a tight hug.

Part of them was happy to see that the whole of Ponyville seemed forgiving and welcoming, but the other part was being suffocated by the pink party pony. They squirmed out of the embrace and were panting from the release.

"I'd love to stay and chat girls but I have a 'Welcome back because we missed you so so so so so so so so...."

The follies quickly trotted away as the babbling pony continued.

"Well that happened." Applebloom smiled. "Looks like everypony feels bad fer what happened."

Applebloom was admiring the scenes of her old hometown; ponies going about their business, the crisp, clear air and the clear blue sky was enough to make her sing, though she didn't nor couldn't courtesy of bumping into her two friends who had stopped.  They were looking at the Ponyville Library. Last time they had seen it it was aflame and charred to a state of no return - or so they thought. The whole treehouse had been reconstructed and the books that could be restored were replaced.

"Wow." Sweetie Belle admired, "They fixed the tree and everything!"

"So that means they've forgiven her." Applebloom added. Smiling widely only to have that smile die in an instant as they true owner of the library barged from the door with his snarky daughter by his side.

"What are you trators doing here?" Diamond growled. "Aren't you supposed to be dead? I thought you were dead! You good for nothing blank flanks! If you ever get your cutie marks, they're going to be, they going to be.....something that worthless trators would have for a cutie mark!  My daddy bought this library that hag used to live in with her retarded dragon and has turned it into a coffee shop but you punks aren't allowed because you're no, good, lying. criminals."

The three sat their with glowers. Scootaloo placed a gentle hoof on DIamond's shoulder.

"Diamond." Scootaloo said as if to be comforting her.  "Shut the fuck up."

The bully was shocked. Even she refrained form words like that. She said nothing and stomped away as the other two snickered at the fillys defeat. The trio continued past the treehouse and to the outskirts of town and passed their school  they continued on the road towards their old clubhouse. Neither of them had been there for who knows how long.

Applebloom became nervous and uncomfortable as they reached the perimeter of the Sweet Apple Acres plantation.

"Uh... girls?" Applebloom stopped. "Ah don't think we should be here....Ah don't think it's safe."

"She's right." Sweetie Belle added. "We don't want to get in trouble the first day home."

Scootaloo snorted haughtily, "Oh will you two grow up? I just want to go relax at the clubhouse for awhile. Besides, Dash said those two jerks were gonna move anyway!"

Sweetie looked to Applebloom who didn't seem the least bit offended by what Scootaloo had said. Had this been prior to her talk with Twilight, Scootaloo would be in for some trouble. The filly was quiet, clearly trembling in fear of who could be watching them.

"Scootaloo be nice!" Sweetie Belle barked. "If Applebllom is scared then we need to respect that!"

"Shut up Sweetie Belle!" Scootaloo growled. "You both have done nothing but piss me off lately!"

"What?!" Sweetie Belle squeaked, "Pissing YOU off?  Don't even get me started on how I have to baby you all tie time! Ever since I found you in the clubhouse that one night you've changed, And we don't like it!"  She looked to Applebloom who nodded.

"When you can quit being a big baby yourself then you can talk! You know what? I don't want to hear another word out of you until you bring back the old Scootaloo, the new Scootaloo sucks!"

"Yeah!" Applebloom added.

Scootyaloo's mouth fell open. Her eyes were wide with shock. Everything Sweetie said was true. She quickly turned away and saw her scooter in view, leaned up by the treehouse, untouched all this time. Memories flashed about her head of her ;old self' the adventurous, courageous voice of courage and strength that guided the fillies through thick and thin. She had her flaws and she had her fears but she kept them at bay and kept them in check.

The pegasus silently continued down the road, not facing her friends as she walked up the ramp to the clubhouse and shut the door behind her. Inside she opened the table to find her blankets still inside. She pulled them out and made herself a bed in the corner as she had done so many times in the past. She curled up nice and snug and drifted into a fitful sleep.

Sweetie and Applebloom sat at the edged of the road, it was somewhat depressing that their friendship was so strained that the littlest thing set off a massive shouting match, with acidic words to boot.

Applebloom let out a large sigh.  "Let's go."  She got up and made her way to the  left, onto another road that only lead to one place.

"Applebloom are you sure?"  Sweetie asked with concern. As much as she hated Scootaloo at the moment she couldn't help but wish she was with them if the farm filly was serious about her intent.

"Yup." Applebloom panned. "Ah gotta face mah fear Sweetie Belle. Ah'm not gonna let this place scare me." She raised her head high and with a look of absolute iron will she trotted briskly towards the plantation. They soon saw the whole of the farm come into view. The normal scene of lush, clean, and nurtured orchards, gardens, and equipment had deteriorated, even more so than when Twilight and Rainbow Dash had visited. The apples of before were all but gone and the trees were bare and dry. Those that had not caught fire and burned to the ground were fragile and gray, the bark chipping like old paint.  Weeds, insects, fungi, and other forces of nature had claimed the soil below, the only navicable part of the area was the road to the homestead and even this was being infested with weeds and littered with old, deep puddles of gray murky groundwater.

Applebloom strained to see the barn which was in the same state as the trees. Most of the paint had given way to thin, rotting wood and the shingles on the roof were either covered in moss or had fallen off, leaving a newly rusted and brittle metal roof.The homestead was in less than superior shape. The exterior, like the barn was missing shingles, the upper floor windows were gone, likely busted in a windstorm due to the weakened wood around them. The bottom floor was intact but neglected: The windows were fogged with dust, dirt, and caked both inside and out with debris, the curtains, at least from the outside were tattered and dirty.

As the fillies ascended the two steps and onto the port the creaking of the old wood startled them both. Applebloom never remembered it being like this. Sweetie could have sworn a rusty nail popped out of one of the boards and grazed her mane. Applebllom began shaking violently, she was clearly afraid of what could be lurking behind the door. She gulped and tapped on the door. The silence was terrible. Nopony answered.  Applebloom knocked a little more forcefully, no answer still. She finally opened the door and went inside. Much to their surprise it wasn't infested with vermin or natural decay, though it was dusty, messy, and beyond uninhabitable. Seeing that the lower floor was clear, Applebllom climbed the stairs with Sweetie Belle in tow.  

They first checked Apple Jack's old room and found it empty save the bed and chifforobe. Her stetson and other personal affects were gone, indicating she indeed had left. Big Mac and Granny's rooms were the same. Applebloom then pushed her own door open. Much to her surprise all of her toys, clothes, and things were still there undisturbed from the last time she could recall being there.

Applebloom sat at the doorway, eyes fixed to her bed and the end-table beside it with a picture of what was a happy family - albeit fake but her memories refused to acknowledge the cold reality. Tears slowly began falling from her eyes yet not a sound came from her. Her head lowered and her bow deflated. Sweetie Belle rushed to comfort her.

"They musta figured I would come back..." Applebloom said, mostly to herself.  "...they at least cared enough to...."

Silence again, The ambient ticking of the clock downstairs slowly dominated the incredible silence. Without another word, Applebloom turned to go back down the stairs and out of the house, She now proceeded to go towards the barn. This trip required some effort as the thick and thorny weeds were not assisting their efforts in any way. Once they made it though they could see the extent of the buildings ruin.  They both sat in awe at the level of delapidation, never in their lives had they seen such a broken structure. The doors were closed, something that piqued Applebloom's interest. She muzzled the door open and they went inside.

The barn was dark, and the light from outside was mostly obstructed by the tall weeds. They could not see inside as they slowly made their way of sporadic bails and piles of hay and pig feed. Only when Sweetie Belle bumped into a giant...mass did she stop.

"Can't ya light up yer horn?" Applebloom asked.

"Oh yeah..." Sweetie Belle remembered she could. Though upon seeing what they saw upon looking up, she had wished she didn't.

Above was Applejack, stetson covering her face, rope around her neck. She had hung herself, her fur was firty and grimey and the maggots were having a free for all. Sweetie shrieked in terror and launched herself backwards a good ten yards upon seeing her obstacle, a equally perished Big Mac. Rope around his neck, apparently too heavy to hang for too long, the beam was attacked to the rope and was broken in half.

There was no note, no means of communicating their final wishes to the outside world. They had obviously done the deed somer time ago. Applebloom oddly enough was unaffected. She stared blankly at the two carcases. That unaffected nature came to a grinding halt when she saw something. Below where Applejack was suspended from the ceiling, was a photograph, a photograph, once dusted revealed a picture of the three of them. Happy. Big Mac sat on his hanches with Applejack beside him and Applebloom between them both. An emerald hill of orchards and a cyan sky was behind them, smiles on their faces.  Tears began to stain the photo as it trembled in the hands of a broken filly. She began sobbing uncontrollably as she collapsed to the ground. Next Chapter: This Must Be The Place Estimated time remaining: 56 Minutes