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>I awaken to the soft blow of sand on my face
>The sun light enters my eyes as I get up
>I exit my sleeping bag, and remove my clothing from the backpack
>I put my survival gear on, and throw the gas mask on
>"Well, back on the trail"
>I walk down the desert trail for what seems to be hours, no Ponyville
>Another day of endless sand
>The wind begins to pick up
>It's time
>I tighten the gas mask, and stand perfectly still
>The cloud is coming, closer and closer
>The sound of speeding ponies in the distance
>The cloud soon passes over me
>The the dried out bodies of ponies run past me
>If I move, I'll be taken away like the horses
>Eventually, the damned ponies pass
>Back on the trail
>The sun light enters my eyes as I get up
>I exit my sleeping bag, and remove my clothing from the backpack
>I put my survival gear on, and throw the gas mask on
>"Well, back on the trail"
>I walk down the desert trail for what seems to be hours, no Ponyville
>Another day of endless sand
>The wind begins to pick up
>It's time
>I tighten the gas mask, and stand perfectly still
>The cloud is coming, closer and closer
>The sound of speeding ponies in the distance
>The cloud soon passes over me
>The the dried out bodies of ponies run past me
>If I move, I'll be taken away like the horses
>Eventually, the damned ponies pass
>Back on the trail