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// 22nd, Nine Months and Two Weeks After Death 
// Story: Letters From the Path of Loss 
// by Tavi n Scratch 
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	Rainbow, 

It hurts.

It all just hurts so much. I can’t even think of you or her without getting a massive headache, this is really what has kept me from writing you recently. It’s both funny and sad, I have a limited time left so it would make sense for me to write you more frequently. And yet, by nature’s cruel hand, it is physically difficult for me to write you. I guess right now I just need someone to confide in and someone consul me.

I don’t know where to go or where to turn. Rarity thinks I should go back to the hospital. Applejack seems angry with me, but she won’t say it. I’ve not seen Fluttershy in a while, I think this has overwhelmed her. Pinkie Pie’s ignoring the issue entirely, acting like nothing’s wrong. 

But worst of all, I still can't find her. She was in town a while ago, but I've not seen her since. I just want to know where my wife is. I don't want to go through this alone.

It’s all too much to soak in. You are the only one I have left to talk to, and that’s still not much. I just don’t know what to do. Can you help me? Tell me what to do next.

You know, I was cleaning the library yesterday, trying to occupy my time, trying to not think about the issue. But, of course there’s no avoiding it. I found my wedding dress. The memories of the day flooded me, and I thought my head would explode. That was the happiest day of my life. To think that we’d be able to spend the rest of our lives together.

Ha, what a cruel joke. We had no clue how long that’d actually be. To think, I’d be the happiest pony alive, then, not even a month later, I was the most  despaired creature in the world. I’ve always been one for the dramatic, and I know you don't like me talking about her to you, sorry.

I don’t know what to do.

Help me,
Twilight