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// Epilogue 
// Story: Broken Little Changeling 
// by Crystal Moose 
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The pink mare stood in the rain, staring at the statue before her.

“Hi Mom,” she said, tears lost in the rain already drizzling down her cheeks. “I’ve got good news. My special somepony, the one I told you about. Well…” She paused, holding back the hurt in her voice. “Well, he proposed to me, and I said yes. Your little filly’s going to be getting married.”

Celestia stepped up next to the mare, draping a wing over her shoulder.

“I wish she could have been here. I barely remember her.” She lifted a hoof, and traced the words carved into the stone beneath the statue.


Swansong
Loving Mother
Chains shall no longer bind you


“Y-you should be here. I just wish you were here, to say you love me, that you’re proud of me.”

Celestia pulled the mare close. “Your mother was a wonderful mare, and she loved you more than you’ll ever know. She gave her life that you might live. I know she is watching down over you.”

The mare lowered her hoof from the grave. “You think so?”

“Of course I do, Cadence. She could not be prouder of the mare you have become. Now come back inside, we have a wedding to plan.”