Kruczek

Spotkałem na spacerze Pana Żuczka~
Chyba nie tylko ja miałem akurat nastrój na filozoficzne przemyślenia o życiu. 

 What is life? Is it nothing more than the endless search for a cutie mark? And what is a cutie mark but a constant reminder that we're all only one bugbear attack away from oblivion? And what of the poor beetle? Flank forever blank, destined to an existential swim down the river of life to... an unknowable destiny?