Be Careful What You Wish For... (PART I)Trixie woke up for the fourth time that night. Sitting up and lifting a cracked mirror up to her face, she wondered why she even bothered anymore.It isn't like anypony cares...Groggily lifting herself out of bed, onto the rickety floor, she plodded over to the creaky door and slowly pushed it open, letting the crisp night air toy with her untidy mane. After standing in the doorway for a moment, Trixie abandoned all thoughts of attempting to get more sleep and walked towards a nearby tree. Behind her, a few hills over, was a small village, covered in that blanket of darkness just after midnight that seemed so tangible. On all other sides