Replying...
Intro. It was dark in the compartment, and the only light came through the glass, behind which a frosty winter night was raging. Apple Jack sat curled up on the white sheets, which seemed as cold as the snow outside the window. She didn't look at the fleeing landscape; her eyes were focused down on the empty hooves resting on the bed. She looked completely devastated, as if every second of the wheels clattering against the frozen rails was taking away all of her hope. Her fluffy tail lay limp on her left side, dead and still, and she felt simply defeated by the fate that had thrown her on this lonely journey to her friend.

Winter in the heart

@Marek