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// "Reflections" - TMP Prompt #216 - Sad(?) 
// Story: Fission's Textual Tidbits 
// by Fission 
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Reflections
By Fissionprime

The prompt: I resolve to become a pony you can look up to.

What sort of pony am I, and who do I want to become?


The Great and Powerful Trixie sat in her trailer, looking out her window at the snow-covered ground.  Hearth’s Warming had passed not a week before; and though the weather had been perfect for the occasion, it was spent much like the last several Hearth’s Warmings for Trixie: alone.

Normally, this wouldn’t bother her in the slightest.  In previous years she had simply dismissed the lack of company as a result of most ponies being able to appreciate her talent.  But this year, it had tugged at her mind just a bit, due to recent events.

Today, that same feeling had pulled at her again.  And, this time, she recognized what it was:  Loneliness, the one thing she had known could never affect her.  But here it was, ruining her New Year’s Eve.

After being shown up in Ponyville once again, Trixie had started to understand herself. But falling back in with her show routine had made it difficult for her to devote time to introspection.  It had been easy enough to put the humbling experience in the back of her mind, and simply do as she was accustomed to.

But now, watching the snowflakes slowly flutter to the ground, it became all too easy to remember what she had tried to forget.  What makes me better than the ponies that I perform for?  Why is it that I make so many of them feel bad just for my own sake?


She pondered this for a moment.  It wasn’t her dazzling good looks, nor her tremendous magical ability.  Sure, those were well and good, but they didn’t make her life any more valuable than anypony else’s.  In fact, Trixie could not think of a single reason that she had shown up her audiences as was her tendency.  She was simply a beneficiary of luck–the sort of mare who was blessed with enough natural talent to stand on stage and perform.

“Is there a single pony that I can say I have helped with my magic?”

Only the wind answered her.

Not even myself.


As the year’s final twilight fell across Equestria, The Great and Powerful Trixie wept.
 
 
Alternate Ending

As the year’s final twilight fell across Equestria, The Great and Powerful Trixie wept, only to be interrupted by the gentle clink of a hoof-tack falling to the ground and the whoosh of the paper accompanying it.

It was a poster for the next day’s show

Ring in the New Year with the most fantastic magic you will ever witness!


Got your New Year’s resolutions ready?  The Great and Powerful Trixie has hers: to give her most fantastic display of magic yet tomorrow night! (8:00pm, Chicacolt Town Hall)


A New Year’s resolution?  Perhaps Trixie can change hers this year…