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// Equestria (Epilogue) 
// Story: The Path of the Righteous Pony 
// by Steventheman 
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Fluttershy closed the old diary with her hooves, and looked at the amazed face of her grandfoal, a blonde-maned, light pink filly.

"Woah, Nanna! You saw Valhalla?" 
"Yes, yes I did, Summer Rain." Fluttershy responded, in a raspy voice. "I've been to distant planets, I'm still the Element Bearer of Kindness, but I also have the blessing of Valhalla.
"Wow! Did you do anything else, after you returned home?"
"Not really. I came home, returned to my normal life and eventually married your grandfather." Fluttershy got up and leaned on a frame. She hobbled to a small picture frame on a coffee table. Inside was an Australian dollar coin.
"I gave this to Big M- your grandfather when I proposed to him." Fluttershy said to Summer Rain. "He didn't know what it was, but I could tell by his eyes that he said yes before he actually said it." Fluttershy sighed. "I miss him so much."
"Me too, Nanna...me too." 

She looked over to the left, and saw a picture of Jake, with two other, older humans. 
"He was the boy I told you about. He must be in his forties by now..."
She looked below that one, and looked at a frame. Her grandfoal joined her. "What's that, Nanna?"

The frame contained a band, just enough to admit a hoof. Fluttershy looked at the young face of her grandfoal. "That's my lightsaber."
"Wow! Can I touch it?"
"Sorry, but it's very dangerous. I cut down a tree by accident once with it."
"Aww..." she said, disappointed. "Can I ask you one thing?"
"Yes, of course."
"Do you think I could be a badass one day, like you?"
Fluttershy chuckled. "One day...one day, maybe you could. You're my grandfoal after all. It must run in the blood."
"Yay! I'm gonna be a badass!"
"Wait." Fluttershy said sternly. "I just want to tell you one more thing."
"What, Nanna?"
Fluttershy cleared her throat and began to speak:

"The path of the righteous pony is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who in the name of charity and goodwill shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost foals." Fluttershy said intently, watching her grandfoal.  "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."

Summer Rain's face held a serious expression. These words weren't just one of Nanna's old stories; this was a command from the beyond. "I promise I'll remember that."
"Good girl. Now go play outside. Sun's good for you."

Fluttershy's grandfoal ran out the open door, into the meadow. She watched her go with a smile on her face.

In the distance, a cloaked, black human watched the old pegasus. He turned around, and walked away, before finally disappearing in a flash of holy light.

He appeared back in the Great Hall. The God of Plenty, Santa Claus, tapped his shoulder.

"You have visited her again, have you not, brother?"
"Yes, brother, I have..." Samuel L. Jackson said. "Great potential was wasted that day. She could have been the finest Einjerhar in all Valhalla. But even so, it was for the best. She is happy with her decision."
"I will fetch you a pint." Santa Claus said. "Tonight, we eat and drink, for tomorrow, we die."
"Ragnarok awaits, brother."
"Indeed...Ragnarok awaits..." Santa Claus said, before walking to the Table of Gods.