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// 9th, Five Months After Death 
// Story: Letters From the Path of Loss 
// by Tavi n Scratch 
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	Dearest Rainbow,

I’m out of the hospital and I cannot express how happy I am to be out of that place. The hospital just sapped all of my energy, as well as the little bit of happiness that I had. All that visit did was remind me how much I miss you, and remind how much it hurts to wake up without you every morning. But I feel like I’m just repeating myself.

Today was interesting, to say the least. Before I was released from the hospital, one of the neurologists explained what happened as best she could. When that piece of my mind was damaged, my body used a form of magic, specifically a memory spell, in an attempt to mend the injury. Apparently the spell worked too well, but the doctors don’t really know what it means. I don’t really know what it means, even with all my studying, anatomy is kinda low on my list.

So here I am, something is wrong with my memories but nopony, myself included, knows what the problem is, nor what it means. You and I both know how much I hate not knowing. However, as far as I can tell, I have full access to my memories, even if recalling them gives me a headache.

I’m confused Rainbow, I’m confused and I’m scared, but for now I’ll just be grateful that I’m out of the hospital. It’s nice to be home, even if it’s lonely. I feel like I belong here. I feel happy to be in the place of so many of our happiest memories, even if remembering hurts.
I remember your last birthday that we had here. It makes me laugh I tried so hard to keep it a secret that a new Daring Do book had been released, it was such a struggle keeping everypony from letting out a peep about it. Oh, but it was definitely worth it in the end, the look of surprise when you opened the gift, you were so shocked that you hadn’t heard of it. Watching your face light up, it gave me a feeling that nothing could ever replace.

Like I said, remembering hurts, and it takes so much energy from me. I’m tired and my head is killing me, I’ll write to you again later.

Talk to you later, 
Twi