Mechanized Memories 1.5- Epilogue: Enyo
In her mind she scrambled for an alias, until she recalled a florists' shop she passed by. outside the door was a rose bush, crimson flowers covered in sharp thorns. “i'm rose. it's good to meet you, mr. anderson."
Tomorrow Beckons
Lily was minding her florist shop with her sisters. even people i barely knew at all filled me with a certain reassurance. as if i was rediscovering ponyville all over again after my entire world was turned on its head.