It had been several years since Fluttershy's death. Although caring for the animals kept Discord's mind occupied, the nights offer few distractions. Despite his resolve, sadness eventually ruined his disposition. Having paid for some herbs, Discord turned to leave Zecora's hut.
"While it's admirable to take the rein, there's no reason to harbor all the pain. Consume this potion and receive your deepest notion," Zecora finished while offering a small vial. Explaining how he only had enough money for herbs, Discord declined.
Hearing it was a gift, Discord took the vial. Having read the label, Discord's heart leaped with elation. After a hurried thanks, Discord uncorked the bottle. A whirlpool of pleasant thoughts filled his mind but quickly dissipated. "What is wrong..." Zecora began.
"To drink this potion would mean I'm not strong," Discord finished. While it's my heart's desire to see her again. Memories are better than selfish desires.