The Life that could of Been

the story

Long ago there were 3 different pony races, none of them got along. And the other species of life such as deer, griffins, buffalo, yaks, dragons, exc. Didn't get along either. With eachother or the ponies. For there never was an Equestria, nor a Luna or Celestia, or a Twilight, spike, shinning armor, not even a cadence. They were at constant war with eachother, each race wanting to come to be the race with the most power and control. But one day a young foal knew the horrible life that would await him if he stayed with his family to join the constant chaos of war among every living creature. So he ran away. Other races, of course, found and chased him to the near by sea shore. He had a choice, jump in the ocean to most likely, death, or wait on the shore to a even more likely chance of death. He chose the ocean. Though it was difficult since he didn't know how to swim. He washed a shore barely breathing. On what seemed to be an undiscovored, and uninhabited island. Though the young foal was about to pass. But then, the island gave him life. For the island itself was alive and had long been alone. The island decided to give its life to the young foal. Along with its power. For the island saw goodness in his heart and knew he could change the world he was born into. Though it may take decades for the foal to do so as long as the planet's alive so is the island. The foal knew he would need help if he were to accomplish this. So he lead a path for good hearted ponies and other creatures to live among his island. And the first peaceful nation was born. It was named after the foals fairytale story flower from a book he loved