This story is a sequel to If You Want To Go, I Won't Stop You.

After the events of If You Want To Go, I Won't Stop You, some suffered more than others. Decisions were made, a certain five girls and three kids are never going to see their home again, and there will be a lot to adjust to.

Princess Luna arrived to me one night in my worst.

No matter what I told her, she would not leave.

Inspired by a hallucination.

Coverart used without permission from Loxotictoxic.

I’ve had so many thoughts run through my head. Thoughts that have stewed. One thought snowballed into another...then another...then another...then rambling...

I’ve had enough. I can’t take it anymore. I just...give up.

The Self Harm tag is just for the context of a certain action in the story content. Though I guess words can be self-harm too...I’m not sure. Anyway, I am not suicidal. I’m just acknowledging the feelings I have for it.

I wrote this in like the span of an hour so if it sounds rough or like rambling or nonsensical, that’s why. Or just...ignore it. Doesn’t matter...

On a quiet hill outside Ponyville, there are two trees side by side. One that butterflies flutter around, and woodland creatures bask in the shade of. And another that if you watch closely as the sun rises and sets, seems to glow.
Every year a mare with a white coat, pink mane, and a cutie mark of a sun obscured by rain clouds sits beneath the second tree and reads a letter.
A simple letter, written by a foolish mare.
A foolish mare that life will never be the same without.