The Colt and The QueenTHE COLT AND THE QUEEN
Once upon a time, perhaps a Tuesday, there lived a young, unicorn colt, who shall remain nameless for the duration of this tale, for his name has been lost in the flowing river of time.
He was no God incarnate, nor did he have royal blood, and he was most definitely not the hero of a chosen destiny. He was only a small colt of a light blue coat and the only son of a baker and tailor. He was at a point in his life when he was still in school. The village that he resided in was small, but he was not without companions.
Far from it, he had many friends. He loved them, and they loved him back.
Anypony who knew the young unicorn knew him well. He was playful, polite, and kind to his companions. He was taught well by his parents, and he never spoke out of place. Though one would most likely recognize him for his knightly ways. Truth be told, he was one comfortable