Darkness was all the mare could see, she knew where this was, and she had failed her flight test after all, then the lights turned on, The Machine whirred to life, almost telling her that she was doomed…but how did she get to the Factory? Let me tell you…
Her name is Wilted Dream, she gave herself that name….never meeting her real parents, she decided for the longest time to try and be happy and cheerful, like some of the other young fillies and colts at the orphanage she lived in, but it wasn't enough for her, she couldn't do it
"Hey! Do you want to play with us?" A young colt called to Wilt, a smile on his face as three other young ponies, two fillies and another colt, were patiently waiting for her answer, she responded with a smile and went to join in their game of soccer
"Okay, me and you are on a team, versus these two!" the other colt said, Wilt had known and talked with him, his name was Flame Sprint, as his cutie mark showed, it was a fireball zooming down, like a meteor crashing down
The other ponies had interesting names too, one was Blue Belle, due to her amazing gift of growing plants of all kinds, and the other filly had a cutie mark of a laughing face, earning her the name "Joy", then the final name, the colt that asked her to play soccer with them had a cutie mark of a hammer and wrench crossed, meaning he was an expert at making and even inventing things
Even though had no cutie mark, friends still treated her same as any other pony, which made her feel ever more happy around them, they all began to play soccer, only stopping to eat and take a little break, these were the days Wilt loved
