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// Epilogue  
// Story: Northern Equestria and Beyond 
// by Your Friendly Neighbor 
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Epilogue


I lay there... On the ground. I feel horrible. Blood starts to drip from my eyes as I begin to cry. I'll finish the last section of the journal before I die. Oh, my sweet Rose, If I could only see you one last time. 

There's only one thing to do: die. My stomach is in knots and I feel like I'm about to puke. My eyes are blurred from the bits of blood that quietly drip down from my eyes. I must look like a freak. I'm weaken, the cold from the outside grows more intense. I shut my eyes to go to my endless rest.  

What is that!?

Voices? I swear I heard voices. No, it was just my sanity. My thoughts wind up. What if it was real? No, it's not. That's crazy, I'm insane. I slowly start to get up, my legs are weak from the blood loss. 

"Just... to get.... closure..." I say to myself.

Blood blurs my vision as I begin to slowly walk to the direction of the voices. My body can't take it much longer. I'm about to faint; my head starts to pound and my vision begins to blacken from the corners. I put my head in some snow to keep me up. I continue to hear the voice:

"Stomps, it's not your time..." It's sweet on my ears and feels me with inner joy. No. I'm just hearing things! 

"YOU'RE NOT REAL!!" I shout at the top of my lungs. My head pounds harder and I begin to break into a cold sweat. I desperately look left to right to find a source of the voice. None. 

It was all a lie I told myself. An illusion, my insanity reaching full point. My eyesight began to darken as I felt my eyes starting to close.  I was dead.

The last thing I saw was a flash of white light, and the comfort of a pair of hooves. I blacked out.

I was going home.