Literature
The Deadly Flower: Part IV
Rainbow Dash sat upright in her hospital bed, beginning to feel a little better. She looked around, wishing someone was there to keep her company. She glanced through the window on the door as best she could from her angle, and sighed. The clock read 2:24. She wouldn't be getting a visitor for another two and a half hours. She sighed, rolled over, and wrapped her hooves around her pillow. She didn't know what to think about, what to say, what to do. She had been confused as to whether or not she was a filly fooler since middle school, and now that she'd decided to embrace it, she was going to die. There was no point in fantasizing about havin