The only subject she felt unconfident in was one that Celestia had rarely spoken of—call it metaphysics or transcendence, spirituality; Celestia seemed only to exercise power in the corporeal world. Maybe Twilight already knew as much as her teacher, and it still wasn’t enough. She didn’t know where her friends had gone in their passing, nor what magic of friendship lingered past the days of their deaths.
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This again? Princess of Friendship. Not very good at the title she took up if she can't make new ones.
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I'm sure she can, but I don't feel that her grief at the demise of her closest friends would be mitigated by such efforts to the point where she would lose interest in them.
6664876
No but, losing a few hundred to death or other causes certainly does. Eventually it just fades to irrelevance, there will always be fresh faces to replace the old. Treasure the time you had, do not mourn the time you imagine you could have had.
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That would depend on the individual. For Twilight, I don't feel that she will ever consider the relationships she had to be "irrelevant." But she may well learn to do as you have said:
Those are wise words: I commend you for them. But please, allow Twilight to have these realizations throughout the course of the story; I don't see why you expect her to understand this very soon after her friends deaths. Allow her a period of mourning: She attained the title of Princess of Friendship not by merit of her innate capacity to avoid mistakes, but by merit of her commitment to learning from them. So, at least in my story, she will use her grief as an impetus to learn, to realize, to understand. You may feel that things would occur differently; you are entitled to your own take on things. But this is mine, hence I'm writing this story. You don't have to read it if you'd rather not. No hard feelings; I'm not the most expert writer and I hardly expect that everyone will agree with my views.