• Published 23rd Oct 2019
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Dear Diary - KitsuneRisu



These are the final pages of the diary of Fluttershy, collected from her home and from the waters of the pond by her retreat. We hope she returns to us soon.

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25 March Monday

25 March Monday

Everything is pretty.

The obelisk is home, shining brightly with the stars.

My baby cries at night, singing with the nightbirds.

Her cot is ready.

It hangs from the branch of the willow tree that drapes the pond.

that watches the stars.

She is sick.

Her eyes draw tears of red.

Her breathing labours.

No living creature should bear the brunt of control for as long as she has.

For three full days.

For as the mind fights against restraint, its binds only dig deeper into the flesh.

And I must lock eyes once more.

And ask her nicely, won’t she be quiet?

Ask her, please, behave.

And eat. Eat your food. It is good.

It is healthy.

She will need her strength, for her strength is all she has left.

Everything else belongs to Mn