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Scene from “Survivor Shy”, a story that follows Fluttershy living in a world completely and suddenly devoid of other ponies.
 
With nopony to turn to, Fluttershy is forced to learn to fend for herself, and find a way, if possible, to bring back ponykind and save Equestria.
 
The story is told through the images, and the story excerpts they inspire. The scenes are not created and uploaded in chronological order, making the true turn of events a mystery that the readers must unravel as more scenes are revealed.
 
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Mattatatta
An Artist Who Rocks - 100+ images under their artist tag
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The End wasn't The End - Found a new home after the great exodus of 2012

“I wanted to sleep, or wake up from this awful dream. No matter how many ruins I searched, or barren lands I scoured, there was not a single trace of any pony passing through. I had become very lonely, and it was taking its toll.
 
 
“I began stopping during my journey to just sit and dwell on better days, often for hours at a time. In these trances, I took refuge in my memories of spending sunny afternoons with my friends, even as I caught a cold in reality by sitting in a downpour of freezing rain. I wanted to go home, but home was in my mind, not in the scorched and ruined landscape I had left behind, and it wasn’t in this land, either.
 
 
“I heard a Dragon roar in the distance, the sound echoing through the mountains and rolling across the plains I was travelling across. The terrifying thought of Dragons pierced through and brought me out of my latest trance, but I didn’t want to move just yet. Instead, I looked at the wild grass around me. This place was very different to what I was used to, it was untouched by the disaster that had befallen everypony else. Damp, rich soil dirtied my hooves, and healthy shades of green rose and dipped softly with the gentle hills. I felt like an invader for disturbing the ground and grazing on the grass.
 
 
“I heard another Dragon roar, I was starting to run out of time. I struggled onto my hooves, my joints aching after being still for so long, and pushed onward.”