A Story To Tell

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A man, a fighter, a survivor. This man was running. Running from a powerful enemy. Running for a long time. Just when he almost succumbed to his pursuer, his is rescued, though by what he does not know. At first he thinks he's dead, though he is not in any afterlife he has heard of before, though, he is... Somewhere else.

There are things there. Ponies, they call themselves. They demand an explanation out of his presence, of who, what he is, why he is there. He sighs. He sits down and tells them to get comfortable. He has a story to tell.