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// Flowers - The 8-Bit Flame Princess 
// Story: The Twinkie Group Collab! 
// by Drizzle Quill 
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Author: The 8-Bit Flame Princess


Prompt: Flowers





The Canterlot graveyard was always full with people paying their respects to their loved ones, laying flowers on the graves and polishing statues until they shined. But tonight it was empty. 

A single mare walked alone, her path one walked by many, as she made her way into a separate area, more like a garden than a grave for a much-loved pony. 

One statue towered above the grass, the polished, well cared-for marble shining in the moonlight. It depicted a unicorn, a crown resting upon her head depicting the same star of her Cutie Mark. 

Just a statue. They never found her body.

The mare sniffed, tears clouding her eyes so she couldn't read what was engraved on a plaque below the statue; she’d memorized it a long time ago.

There is knowledge, and there is wisdom. To be wise you must truly understand what it means to be alive. What it means to love. And the magic that is friendship.

Knowing there was no one around to see her, Pinkie Pie’s tears fell freely as she laid the flowers on Twilight Sparkle’s empty grave. They’d buried the coffin anyway. Celestia insisted.

She never showed a liking towards flowers-much preferred studying them to admiring them- but Pinkie Pie knew her absolute favourites were pansies. Purple pansies.

“Wait for me, my love.” she managed to say through her tears. She said this every night, asked the same thing of the cold lifeless statue and the crumbling earth. “Wait for me.”

And every night, she swore she could hear the ghost of a voice on the wind, faint and strained, as if speaking was an effort. A very familiar voice of the unicorn she loved.

Always.