Why? Prologue

Prologue: A Nightmare

 It was summer, but he was cold. It was noon, but he felt he was in the dark.

 He had felt like this ever since she left, always curled up in a wet ball of tears, wishing he could go back in time, and save her. Now he has a daughter who will never know her mother.

 "Why? Why does if have to be this way? Why do ponies have to," he let out a strong sob at the thought and memory.

 He was there when the accident happened. He saw it in all the details, and was there holding his wife's hoof in the hospital. Most of her limbs broke, even though she was supposed to be able to recover quickly before that kind of accident could happen, she let her guard down.

 He sobbed even more at this memory. He did every time he recalled it, and it was more painful each time.

 "Please... Please, let this all just be a bad dream! Please wake me up from this nightmare!"