Rosencranz

[colour=#444444] I woke up in the Ponyville hospital this morning. A heart condition, they said. Now I'm stuck here, waiting to die, and all the company I've got is a bookish pegasus and a pony in a full body cast who hasn't said a word since they rolled him in here. Nothing to do but reflect on the life I've lived—or should I say, the life I've wasted.[/colour][colour=#444444] My name is Second Fiddle. I was a violinist once...[/colour][colour=#444444] http://www.fimfiction.net/story/53252/Wrong-Side-of-the-Glass[/colour][colour=#444444] Any sort of response, feedback, or discussion is welcomed. [/colour]