Fluttershy never suspected that raging flames would reach her cottage.
The flames were scorching everything they came into contact with.
As the fire flared through her walls, they were close to collapse.
She was trapped.
She looked to her front door, wide open, the air from outside providing the oxygen needed for the flames to grow in intensity.
She needed air! She needed to get out, her lungs were burning as the smoke entered her mouth.
Her eyes stung with tears as the fire grew closer. Her mane was the first thing to catch fire, then her legs, her wings, her tail, then her head.
Unbearable pain ignited within her as the fire added her to it’s feast.
When the fire finally died down, the clean up team found nothing but charred bones of Fluttershy.