In Ponyville’s medical tents,
there lay a couple of ponies. One was Orion. The other was his wife,
Raven. They were old now, very old. As old as Granny Smith had been
when the two were in their prime. Orion turned, and looked at Raven.
“We ran,
didn't we?” he said, in a voice barely louder than a whisper.
“From one
end of Equestria to the other... You showed me the world... And I
enjoyed every moment of it."
Raven smiled.
“I’m glad you did dear,” she replied. “I enjoyed i