One Last Message
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My eyes drowsily opened the next morning. Adjusting to the light, and diffusing the blur, my eyes opened to the sight of the sun peeking over the Equestrian mountains. I smiled and stretched my muscles. A yawn exited my body. It was going to be another beautiful day here in Ponyville. Since I didn’t have to be at the post office for another hour, I reached under my pillow, and pulled out my fathers photo album to pass the time.
I began to flip through all of the pictures once more, seeing my parents happy faces. It filled me with joy. I flipped through each page slowly, and cherished each picture. Taking in the beauty of the life they had. I flipped to the last page of the pictures my father had put in, and saw the photo I had placed. It was of Dinky and I at her last birthday.
I flipped through the rest of the pages in the book, to see how many were left to fill. Twenty-seven, quite a few more pictures to put in still. As I glanced at the back cover of the album, I noticed something peculiar about it. The back cover was swollen and plump. Looking as if it held secret contents. Curiosity overwhelmed me, and I tore the back cover off.
Letters flew out of the back of my photo album.
What are these?
A total of twelve envelops had been left in the back cover of this album, and for a reason I suspected. I gathered the now scattered old letters, grabbing one, it read, “The Griffon Kingdoms.”
These must be the adventures my father went on, and his journey of trying to find me.
I scrounged through the letters, trying to find the order in which they went. I finally stumbled upon a letter that read, “Where it all started.”
He must not have had a diary to keep his thoughts in on these travels. I thought, So these letters must be his diary.
I opened the first letter, pulled out the paper, and read.
‘My name is John Hooferman, and these are the words I write to whoever finds this. I write these letters as my diary, and as stories to share with my daughter, if I ever find her. I’m writing about the time lost spent trying to find her, and all of the creatures I have met. The life lessons learned, and the hardships and trials of an adventurer. A stallion with a single goal now, to find his daughter, no matter what the cost’
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Authors Notes: Yes everyone, I’m going to be making a sequel to the story. Don’t be expecting this story too soon, I will be taking my time in writing it, that and I’m also focused on “The Little Things In Life.” Once again, I thank you all for reading this story, and hoped you all enjoyed it.
~Cabral095 (AR)