"Oh, yes. Right... Okay." Looka said, starting to drift off into a sad tone... She plopped herself onto the ground, and stared at a single tiny winter flower.

'Hmm, a winter flower? Those were rare.' I thought, feeling a flashback coming on. 'Not again...' I sighed in my mind, but knew it was necessary.

I was reading my book during the summer called: "Pro Tips On National Equestrian Flowers." I was on the page of the Summer Lilly, and it was basically going by seasonal flowers. Each season had its own main flower, like, indeed, the Summer Lilly. The page that I flipped to was called the: Winter Flower. It held lots of valuable information on it.

Apparently, it only appeared in the 'darkest of lightest times' .....What did that mean? I wondered to myself. It was extremely rare, too. It looked a lot like a Sunflower mixed with a Lily. It was pure white, but it looked like a cloud. It looked soft... It looked like the most amazing plant in the history of plants... EVER!

I really wanted to see one, but I figured I would never be able to see one because of how rare they were. They appeared to only grow in small groups, too.

The flashback ended, and I myself, found myself staring at the winter flower. I saw it.... I actually saw a winter flower.

So many things have happened. I've met so many wonderful creatures, I've learned so many terrible stories, I've done many new things, and overall, it was amazing... I wanted it to stay like this, but I knew it couldn't, or wouldn't. I knew something would change. Everything is meant to change. It's fate. It's destined.

Looka sighed, and tapped the snow with her paw nervously. She sighed, and looked even more down.