Twilight has caught a deathly illness of which there is no cure found. The only thing one can do is mask the pain. She writes a few letters to her closest friends, then goes to visit them. Even when practically on her deathbed, the unicorn has some things she has to say to her long loved friends.
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WAIT A MINUTE!
What happened!? Did she die, or did they die? Was that a cemetery she visited?
SO MANY QUESTIONS!
NO ANSWERS!
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Go take a gander at my other stories if you want more questions but no answers.
I love being vague and not telling!
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You, sir, are brilliant. I loved this story. I will most certainly be watching you now.
Keep being awesome.
loveed it... criecd a bit
Great story
But seriously, did her friends die?
Tell us; a lot of people are gonna get pi--ed if you dont
By sweet Celestia's mane and noble Luna's hoof and that was beautiful. It was very sad but touching t the same time. As much as I enjoyed the want to leave this open-ended and open to interpretation, I think I found some contradictions. However, I have only read through this once and it is late at night so I easily could be wrong.
Nonetheless I
this fic.
Sad. But you know, there ARE sad stories 'round these parks o'er here. Eh? Anyway, put away the tone of speech Speedy, and start reviewing. Okay.. *takes a deep breath*
This story was nice. A nice one. I would say it was a work of art. A nice story.
Oh wow... that was an unexpected twist at the end...
I love the way you metaphor 'death' as 'coming to visit you soon'
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Alright, fine, I'll tell you readers. But only if more ask to know what happened!
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Pretty much all of my stories end badly. I have another... two? I think, that end bittersweet. I've actually received a challenge to make a happier story by one of my reviewers. At some point I will try to write such a story.
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I'm really glad that you all liked it. Honestly, I think that this one had more impact on me than my other works. I thank you all for reading this, and I hope that you will enjoy my others as well.
I think her friends were already dead. We never hear one of them speak, ever. Twilight was the last alive.
Very sad, but in a nice way. A great read, congrats!
Ha! You think you can make me cry?! I read cupcakes before bed! Do your worst!
Reads-
Thumbed up and fav'd!! One of your best yet!!!!
But..but..but...how did they die!?
So very sad! On the up side, it was beautifully written. :)
I would guess Twi's the last one left alive and is facing her own mortality. So as a last tribute to what she and her friends had gone through, she wrote to them as if they were still alive, a monument to all their trials and triumphs together. But I like that it was left sort of open-ended. beautifully written and the second fic today to make me tear up. But this is only me shooting guesses off. I'd like to know the truth too.
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I guess it is time to tell the tale behind this. But first, I have to say that I am sorry for having taken so long. Other stories have been drawing my attention, but I just cannot add to them more than a simple paragraph at a time. They are mediocre as well, and not bidding well at all.
For those of you that still wonder what happened, I will tell. Two of you have gotten it correctly already. Twilight is the last of her friends and the Elements. The order in which she addressed them and lined the vases of flowers is the way in which they died. Blue, orange, yellow, pink, white. Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity all died in that order. Each vase held flowers that pertained to their main colors. They also held a purple rose, signifying Twilight's own self in their life. Other flowers and vases that sat around in her home are ones of sadness from others, as they heard about Twilight's illness.
What is this illness, you may wonder?
There is no true answer. It is merely a deathly illness that has beginning symptoms that of an ordinary cold or influenza. Think of it as something like Marburg or E.Bola. It is almost always certain death once it infects. But in this case, it is certain death as all that have been infected, those four or so, have all died. There is no vaccine or protective concoction that prevents the damage, only mask the pain it creates.
In a way, the single purple rose in each vase can present the fact that Twilight is joining them soon. Her letters are of personal fidelity to her friends and how much she loves them. The marble that lay below her as she wept was the memorial of her friends, the Elements. The faces were carved stone that showed their marks.
Some of you might have connected their demise to the fact that none of them spoke. But, do remember that Twilight asked them to stay silent. She does not want them to worry or feel sorrowful for her ruined body. They also listened to and honored her request as to not interrupt her or break that polite request. After all, they are her best friends who have been through thick and thin for the entirety of their life.
You may notice through my works that I tend to dive into the sad emotion. I never would have though that would be the case. But, it proves to be my forte. Most of my stories will end bittersweet, if not fully bitter. My first story that was going to have around eight chapters, which I began writing before I joined this site, was planned for a bad ending. Right now I am stuck on rewriting the whole thing as most of the chapters (1-4) are bad and show my older style of writing, which was quite mediocre. Since I began writing my first finished story, A Song For You, my writing has been improving a lot. The only thing that is keeping me back now is writer's block, or times when I just can't get back into the story and be imaginative.
I have taken up a challenge from my previewer to write a happy story. So far, I haven't even begun to think of a topic, plot, or anything to it. I do have another sad story going (however painfully slow it is, being about a paragraph a week now) that I believe will end in a not-so-sad region. I have many stories in progress but can never add to them.
If anyone is wondering what they are, I will detail them to you.
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Aha! I figured I was right! Thanks for the explanation.
I love this sort of style of writing and wish I could write more sad, bittersweet stories. Whenever I try to write something deep or meaningful it comes off as cliche or cheesy, which of course, isn't what I'm ever aiming for. I guess, for now, I should stick to what I do best and improve on sad elements in spare time.
The story wasn't horrible by any measure. Even though it was sad and bittersweet, it was beautifully written and constructed. If you have a lot of sadness and despair in your life, It would only come easy to you to write about that sort of thing. I usually don't like sad stories, but this was really was worth favoriting.
Thank you for clearing up for me what I hadn't already guessed.
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that was...beautiful
Y U MAKE ME SAD?!
