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// Prologue 
// Story: Advance 
// by Mist 
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Prologue




                    I had never actually been to a funeral before. Such events I had only seen in movies. I couldn’t imagine actually attending one where somepony I knew and cared about was going to be in that box to be put in the ground. It had me more nervous than I had ever been in my life.

                    On my way in I had signed the first funeral attendee book I had ever signed in my life. I’ll never forget the date. February 12th, 2016. A mere two days after the deceased had passed.

                    Trotting forward I knelt down in front of the casket with my brother. There in the box slept Rarity. She was so peaceful looking, perhaps that was common in death though. I hoped that when I went I too would look just as peaceful.

                    The only thing that kept creeping back into my mind was Sweetie Belle though. As I looked onto her across the room, I saw her there with her coltfriend, White Star. The two seemed rather disinterested in the event. Then again, Sweetie Belle had been disinterested for a long time. I guess that’s what happens though; everypony finds their own way to deal with pain and loss. Sweetie Belle must have found hers a long time ago. Now if I could only find mine…