Star Seedling sat on a green, grassy hill in a place once called Equestria, on a planet he never thought he'd see. He leaned up against a tree - a real tree - and stared up at the night sky through the branches.
A red apple snapped from the branch and landed with a thump next to him.
He picked it up and polished it on his coat. He smiled warmly, eyes misting over for a moment as an ancient memory, still so fresh to him, bubbled up in his mind.
He thought of his friend, the pony who'd brought him this moment and every moment hereafter, and bowed his head in thanks, wishing her a good rest.
He looked back up at the gleaming ocean of stars in a brand-new sky, and he took a bite.