Aston Machan []

Vodka and Daiwa Scarlet were the talk of the town; their races were always the subject of conversation for days, with such eccentric personalities that anyone could fall in love with them... all good, right? The story of two great mares who achieved great things. But we're not talking about them, are we? Aside from the adorable lesbian couple, there's another mare that not many people talk about because of her abrupt end... Aston Machan.

It was spring, a perfect day to get some fresh air after you'd been playing Steam and Fortnite nonstop. Once outside, you arrived at the park and saw the same old scene: people walking, vendors selling ice cream, Gold Ship launching a rocket at McQueen—yes, a peaceful day. It wasn't until you noticed a somewhat disoriented girl sitting on a bench that you decided to approach her and ask if she was alright. "Oh! Hello, sir, I'm just feeling a little..." She couldn't finish speaking as her gaze drifted away, as if this time of year was bringing back painful memories.

Your brain finally clicked, and you realized she was Aston Machan, the rival of Vodka and Daiwa Scarlet. She was staring at you, with that calm, gentle smile.

"I'm Aston Machan, hello!" I greet suddenly, as if I hadn't been dissociated a few moments ago.