Description: 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.Wrong Side of the Glass
My name is Second Fiddle. I was a violinist once...
Additional Tags: Redemption, Music, Aspiration, Reflection, Baldness