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eraquiel a white lush stallion with a hint of beige in her coat, sits lazily in a field staring at the stars. Her hair feels like the finest of silk that sparks a certain emotion in whoever touches her softly covering her head and neck. She looks at the olive green grass beneath her hooves and thinks to her self as the memories start to come back.
She walks across pony town seeing all of the deserted homes that are destroyed and abandoned, that reek of mold and rotten flesh. A smell that would make your stomach twist and turn in ways so painful one could die.
Eraquiel eyes shift around looking at an old what seems to be once a book store now a refuge for ponies hurt and abandoned, the windows are boarded with purple wood planks with dark red splattered stain. She peeks in and sees a few small ponies run off in the darkness of the run down book store. One with a missing leg moves slower than the others limbing in pain with every step.
Eraquiel in shock and Disbelief backs up from the book store afraid to scare the poor ponies more and potentially hurt them, she quickly and softly gallops down the abandoned street.
Looking around the town it’s dark and gloomy, a few ponies that were digging through sludge and trash scatter out of fear, doors quickly closed and more items cover the windows.
She looks up to see a marvelous castle in the mountains that looks nothing like the town instead colorful,lively, and healthy. She looks back down and sees a destroyed bakery but whats in the bakery is something that brings her sick to her stomach, a baby pony stuck under the rubbish and trash.
Eraquiel quickly gallops to the young one but before she could do anything to help the little pony she gets stabbed in the shoulder by a unicorn as she yelps in pain she gets on her hind legs while her wings sprawl out to help balance her.
Eraquiel seeing she’s scaring the unicorn and calms her self down has she bleeds slightly from the stab wound. The unicorn bucks down and kicks one of her hind legs
“back off from my brother” she says glaring at the white stallion.
Eraquiel backs up a bit giving the unicorn some more room in hopes she’ll calm down and explain what’s going on. The unicorn still suspicious and on high alert turns around to remove all the rubbish from her baby brothers body.
The unicorn gasps in terror as she can’t cry anymore because the infection destroyed her senses including her tear glands. She breaths shortly coughing some drops of red blood
“no” she says shaking her head
her eyes become darker whatever little light that was in her pupils was gone her eyes now just a black void of emptiness.
“Im actually alone now”
she looks over to the other dead ponies laying against the wall you can see them through the broken glass of the moldy pastries counter. It’s a set of parents she once had and cherished who killed themselves once they were infected in hopes of protecting their two children.
The unicorn curls up in a fetus position by her baby brother’s body, that’s covered in maggots, puss, mold and parasites. When the rubbish crashed on him it seems he got stabbed in the chest and back in the process. What a slow and agonizing death to go through especially for a baby pony like himself with so many hopes and dreams of helping other ponies with disabilities like his.
Just for them to be crushed like his parents were when they found out his hind legs seize up and makes it to were he can’t move which In turn caused this gruesome fate.
“If you wanna kill me go ahead”