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// Love, Sparkler 
// Story: Dear Dinky 
// by Queen Cookie 
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           Dear Dinky,
So, you're really dead? I didn't think you'd be the first to go. I always thought you'd be the last. You were an amazing filly, you know? Quick at learning, and great to be around. I wish I'd listened to you more often. If I'd listened to you, you'd still be here. Dinky, you can see anything right now, just, focus off us, and onto somepony else. Focus onto our father. Focus onto the man you is one of the reasons we exist. Is he happy? Sad? Angry? Does he know you're dead? Does he know you existed? I don't remember much of him, but I have so much of you to remember.
I remember an extraordinary filly. Bright as a lightbulb, and sharp as a knife. She doesn't interrupt, and is kind to everypony. Is that you? Dinky, I know it's you. I feel you right now, watching me. Watching me tell you things you need to hear. Watching me write this. You're watching over us, aren't you? Making sure we aren't hurt, or cold, or sick. You're our angel now. We love you.
The Doctor isn't talking. You two were almost to father and daughter. I'm pretty sure he blames himself, somehow. He won't come out of his Tardis, which scares us. We told him he shouldn't try to, but we're not sure if he listened. You're still gone. He realizes that this is just how things should be, which is why he hasn't done anything, yet. Dinky, tell him it'll be alright. He hates seeing Mom this way, he knows she blames herself. But it was me. It was all me, not The Doctor or Mom. Just me. I'm the reason we don't see you anymore. If I'd listened. I am the reason we all lost you. Dinky, why did you leave? What happened to, 'sisters forever'? I miss you. I love you. Do you love me?

Love,
Sparkler

Sparkler burned her letter. "May the flames be a messenger for this message, my sister. In hopes you get it." Rain fell harshly from the rainclouds. It was appropriate. Sparkler knocked on the Tardis's door.
"Go away, Sparkler." The Doctor's annoyed voice came from inside.
"I think you should burn a letter too." Sparkler said.
"Why should I?" The Doctor sounded really annoyed.
"It'll help. It'll feel like you're telling her what you wanted to."