Fallen Angel

by bronystrongwing


The Grave

After Celestia revealed the statue of the angel and finished her speech, Applejack, Applebloom, and all of her friends stayed as the crowd slowly dispersed. "I never even knew him and I still miss him." Twilight said as she examined the statue. "He's gone, and I never got to make him smile." Pinkie said as she stared at the ground, hair deflated and a darker shade. "Applejack, he must have been really brave to risk his life like that." Rainbow Dash said as she stood next to the orange mare. "Ah know. It's just, I never got to thank him, and even as he laid on the ground he still tried to be as polite as possible." Responded Applejack. Rarity, Fluttershy, and Applebloom remained silent. They all soon left for the train station to return to Ponyville.

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Celestia and Luna listened to Applejack's friends trying to comfort the saddened mare. "Sister, do you know of where the angel came from?" Luna inquired, fighting tears from forming in her eyes. "No, Luna, I do not, but where he came from does not matter. He helped poor Applebloom in her time of need and that's all that matters." Celestia said, almost losing her composure as she was reminded of the depressing thoughts. The siblings sat in depressed silence for a long while before Celestia returned to her quarters for the night. Luna now sat by herself, watching the stars and moon she raised every night and realized a sad truth, that the angel never saw her nights before, and now never will. She dwelled on this fact for a time before she finally made a decision. she would create a constellation for the angel. She rearranged the stars to create the image of a pair of wings. Proud of her gift to the angel, she closed the curtains to her room and left her room.

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Allan Grace was an angel. He protected those who couldn't protect themselves. He inspired others to be stronger. He has fallen. He was never forgotten. He was a human. He has loved. He has been loved back. He has given. He has taken. He was lost. The inhabitants of this world know nothing of his past. They can only be thankful for his sacrifice. His short presence among the ponies has influenced all species. A statue of him was erected in every city in every country on the planet. They stand as a reminder. A reminder of the day a guardian angel saved a small yellow fillies life in exchange for it's own.