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// Crushing Circumspection 
// Story: Life's End 
// by Nightingale28 
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Zecora trudged through the wood. 

She looked around and tried to concentrate, was she lost?

How could she be lost? She had been here so many times before, and yet everywhere she looked seemed unfamiliar.

There was something about this part of the wood that she couldn’t quite describe, a lurking feeling that she shouldn’t be here.

She didn’t even want to be here, but she couldn’t find the way to get back to her hut.

She heard something crack behind her.

Alerted, she looked back, attempting to see what it was, but it was too dark to see much of anything.

She started to run, but was too slow.

She felt a blinding pain engulf her back hooves.

She looked back and, now that it was so close, saw that it was a tree that had fallen.

She tried to pull herself out, but the trunk she laid beneath was far too heavy.

Blood loss took over and Zecora’s mind was sent into unconsciousness.