Epilogue
“And that is the story of Winter Frost,” Celestia said, “Well, how was it?”
“That was the one of the saddest stories that I have ever heard, and I can barely believe it,” she said, “I mean she killed all those ponies?”
“She did, and she always did regret their deaths afterwards, and life was never quite the same for her afterwards, in fact whenever she did get angry ponies say that for a moment she sounds just like Blizzard
Storm did, but then the moment finally passes over them and it’s done and gone. But Winter never did come back to the kingdom again after that day even after we invited her many times, and she has simply refused to come to us even when we need help.
She says that her debt is not to us but instead the ponies of the kingdoms.
She also says that we should take care of our own kingdom, not her.
She became very cold and cruel after that day but never quite like Blizzard.
She never killed any pony else ever again, and she always had mercy too.
But that was the last time that we ever considered and called her a friend.
For now she rules her own kingdom all alone in her misery holding great power and pain and sorrow and despair, and she weeps over a memory she never knew, she weeps for ponies that she does not know, and she does her best to rule, but at the end of every day she can’t help but to cry herself to sleep.
Where once she had a warm and open heart, now it is cold and cruel.
Where once she was fun and silly she is now serious and boring.
Where once she loved she can never let any pony else in ever again.
Where once her heart was broken now there stands an endless sea and ocean.
Where once she represented all that was good of winter, well now she does not anymore, she only
represents the pain, the sorrow, the despair, the death.
She leaves the fun for other and takes in her pain feeling it fair for the deaths she caused, she accepts her
sorrow and despair for what she caused too.
And no matter what, she will not listen to reason or logic, or my sister either.
Where once we were friends now we stand as bitter cold ponies.
Where once she was like my sister she is now like a stranger instead.
Where once she was brave and stood very proud, now she hides in shadow and cowers in shame, no longer thinking that she is worthy of her title.
Where once there was a regular normal ordinary pony there now stands and still remains just a cold reflection carved in ice and stone and reflected in mirrors, one that does not lie, but one that does not tell
the truth either.
Where once she had everything that she could have and want, well now she has nothing, and wishes for it to remain that way forever instead.
Where once there was a proud and noble kingdom there is ruins instead.
Where once there was a warrior and hero there now is not anymore.
Where once her name was spoken with love now it is spoke with fear.
Where once she had no more to give she kept on going, and she still does.
Where once there was truth there now only stands myths and legends and rumors and echoes and shadows and whispers of the past now instead.
Where once there was an ice pony strong as stone, now she is broken instead.
That is the real truth behind her story Twilight Sparkle.
And that is also why you should read the whole entire thing first.
And that is also why I never talk about the past, because it’s too painful.”
And with that said Celestia left her all alone to dwell on the journal.
“Well, I guess that’s why the title makes sense,” she said placing it back on the bookshelf where it belonged, and with that she then left.
But years later any pony would be able to find that small tiny little book.
Granted it might take them quite a long while, but they could find it eventually.
It gathered much dust but the pages never tore or faded because of magic.
And so it was that The Lost Legends and Myths of The Ice Ponies , and also the other books like, Ice Ponies: Real or Not? Fact or Fiction? And also:
The Lost Legends of the Northern Kingdom and a History of Ice Ponies
Myth and Legends: The Northern Kingdom
The Legend of the Ice Queen, the Ice Witch, and other tales too.
Science Weekly: Ice Ponies, Exploration, Discovery, Facts, Fiction.
And also,
The Lost Legends of Winter Frost, the Ice Queen and Witch
They all sat on the bookshelf untouched and forgotten just like Winter Frost.