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// Entry #19... or #20... 
// Story: In These Times... 
// by EternalShadow54 
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Journal Log, Entry #19... or #20...
5 days after the attempt... possibly 8...

I... I read the note... and... and I think it best if I just transferred its contents into this book...

'To my loving family...

If by chance that you receive this message... then I have perished in the field of combat fighting for our magnificent Luna, and I am sorry to leave you like this so suddenly, but please don't mourn my passing... In fact, rejoice! I couldn't have thought of a better way to have lived my life than to have given my life for such a noble cause... other than growing old on the countryside with my beloved wife... and this message is made out for you rather than the rest of our family... My dearest wife... I have left to you a large substantial amount of bits within the Canterlot bank, in hopes that it will support you through your time of grief. Just ask anypony at the coffee shop for the account name... they'll know what you mean... About our two wonderful children... Just... tell them what you think best... and just know that I loved you, even until my dying breath... I'm most certain that you're the last thought my mind could comprehend, and that I'll be seeing your face in my eternal slumber... is more than a blessing in itself... I loved you even the first time we met in school. Heh, remember those days? We were pretty wild back then huh? But... know that I cared for you and the children more than anything else in Equestria. Take care... and I'll be waiting for you on the other side...

Love, always until the end of time, your first true love...'

The address for the letter is printed on the back... Is... is this who we've been fighting against this whole entire time? Have we been killing hard working ponies with loving families? And for what? To decide who gets to rule over us? Owww... I... haven't eaten anything in the past few days, and I'm pretty sure that the freshwater springs down will eventually dry up over time. I guess in the long run, I'm pretty lucky to not have taken a life with my own hooves, but I'm now on a mission... A mission to get this letter to the poor stallion's family, and to escape this place with my life! Whao... I can't get too excited... I'm pretty light headed... Maybe... maybe I'll go rest before I continue to search for an exit... maybe they'll dig me up before so... Wouldn't that be great? Heh, even in these times, I still find a way to make myself chuckle, even if it is crude sarcasm towards myself. Hey, if you can't laugh at yourself, who can you laugh at? Don't worry mother... I'll return to give you that hug I promised as I walked out the door... and to help father in the family business... and to buy that ring for my special somepony... and maybe even visit my sister's grave... and read you all of my adventures... save a few stories...