What in bloody hell did I just write?

No idea. Intoxication and the urge to try new things led to this. Whatever the hell this may be. Enjoy. ._.

I like the part with the colors.

As Bored Celestia stories go, this is definitely among the better ones; the imagery is lovely, and there's a refreshing lack of outright despair.  Whatever you're drinking, perhaps I should try it.

: I wanna be a tree!

: Well,I wanna be a snow pile!

: *sniff* such beautiful literature.

: I'll say.

>>10137451013745 Johnny Walker, friend! I'll raise a shot in your name then!

Thanks for the review, I honestly though I did awful with this but I'm glad to hear you liked it lol.

... This story is... I can't describe... The descriptions were amazing, the text was beautifully spaced out, and the thoughts that were roaming through her mind were very similar to the thoughts I have.

This story really hit my heart in a good way, and that's not easy to do.

Very good story.

Thank you. Sorin

Another Sad Immortal Celestia story.

The comparison with the snow isn’t even that complex; she just wishes she wasn’t immortal. She seems to be somewhat vain, which is uncommon for Celestia and therefore interesting, but it doesn’t go anywhere.

“The happiness they must be feeling is a lie, and they are too ignorant to understand this.” – But she already admitted to herself that it’s the little things that make life splendid to live through. The only difference is that she’s lived so long those little things don’t have the same impact. They don't have the perspective she does, but that doesn't mean their happiness is false.

“Is it better to love and have love lost, than to love and know that no matter what you do you shall never come to peace with nothingness?”

So the options are:

-Love and lose your love (that’s the only way that option makes grammatical sense to me, and even then I’m being generous).

-Love, know ahead of time you’ll lose your love, know you’ll never be able to make peace with losing it, and then lose it.

Not much of a choice there. I know what you’re really asking (Is blissful ignorance preferable?), but this definitely needed to be re-written.

“Running about without a care in the world for you knew death would be awaiting you at the end of it all?” – Sudden tense change. Don't see the need for it.

“she just felt she was missing the comfort that an inevitable death would bring her.

Again, she chuckled lightly at herself. What strange thoughts she was having, after all it is rather odd for one to be thinking of death as a good thing. But wasn’t it?” – Not really, because she seems to be aware that death leads to nothing but a blinking out of existence. I find it hard to believe, and this tale does nothing to convince me, that losing your very consciousness is preferable to immortality.

>>10139291013929 This is anything but a sad Celestia story you know. You seem to have completely missed the point here. She's not saying that she doesn't like being immortal, she's wondering what it would be like if she weren't immortal. In the end she decides that life is worth living, even if she is eternal, though she does still occasionally have those thoughts.

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The only things I'm seeing after the blissful ignorance part are:

"Her cheery grin fades to a frown. Everything in this world fades into nothingness. She begins to wonder why she can’t fade, just like the mist. It’s not that she didn’t like the life she was living, she just felt she was missing the comfort that an inevitable death would bring her." - She's frowning at the transience of things. Even if she's at peace with her immortality, the discomfort is still there--and, fittingly enough, she considers the idea of death comforting. Sounds sad to me.

"it is rather odd for one to be thinking of death as a good thing. But wasn’t it?" - Unless I'm mistaken the "it" subject is either death itself (she's saying it is a good thing) or her thinking of death as good (she's saying it's odd). I'm veering towards the former because otherwise it would mean she's saying the same thing twice in a row, and the former sounds sad to me.

"she should be glad that she has been blessed to wander under it for so many years." - Is this the point where she decides life is worth living? Why does she consider herself blessed to have lived so long? Because of the little things? But she says earlier on that they don't have the impact they used to and she's losing faith in the world, which sounds sad to me.

"Still, she can’t help but wish, even if only for the slightest moment, that she was as the snow is." - This is more than thinking about what being mortal would be like. She's wishing for it; she wants it.

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"It was no different then she" - than.

"She looks up at the sky again and the snow has stopped falling" - Tense shift.

>>10141531014153 Well, I suppose whether or not it should be considered sad depends on your way of thinking. A philosophical person may view these things differently than a realist. Personally I see thoughts like these as nothing more than ideals to be held true or not true, they don't sadden me in the least.

Oh, as for the wishing she was a mortal thing, that was as I said, a momentary inkling. You mean to tell me you haven't had little phases where you wished for something and then it just passed cause it wasn't really all that important to you?

Thanks for pointing out the errors btw! This was written in one going and I didn't bother to proofread.

>>10142111014211 With other issues I might have viewed them as you do, but we're dealing with the cessation of one's very existence and consciousness.

I understand that they're errant thoughts; I suppose my problem is that they really don't feel like errant thoughts in this piece.

Lastly, you're welcome. =)

very beautiful mate

Answer me this. Is the key to writing a good mortality awareness story is to have gone through an existential crisis yet maintain a positive attitude? Or is that the target audience who would more appreciate it? I am wondering if I just like these stories or I might be good at writing one.