A cold shiver passed through me as I stared at the scarred zebra mare.
“It was only after a truly exceptional horror that I dared join the fights. I did not wish them to see that I could fight, but I could no longer bear it.” She lowered her head, looking to me with tears in her eyes. “Before you, the slavers. Before the slavers, my husband. Before him, my parents. I have never owned myself. I am not comfortable with the idea. I know this role. I can survive it.”
Fallout Equestria by Kkat
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