Princess Luna has the most difficult, most sacred duty imaginable. These are the stories of the ponies she has guided and comforted when they needed her most.
I am writing this from my bed. I had my wisdom teeth removed today, so I have a mouthful of gauze, I’m bleeding, and I can’t feel my tongue nor my lips. I’m taking a break from attempting to eat popsicles without sucking on them to avoid dry socket. Do y’all know how hard it is not to suck on a popsicle? It’s really hard.
A few weeks ago, I asked if y’all would be interested in reading a second PLAOFW. Many of you said that you would. I heard you, and I delivered.
The new anthology that I am working on contains stories of foals that Luna escorts to the afterlife. These are the saddest stories in my opinion for a few obvious reasons:
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