Dear Fluttershy,
You don’t know me. In fact, I’m certain you don’t. But, there’s no one else I can think of to write to.
I’m a soldier, fighting because some law told me I had to. There’s nothing I fight for, and that sounds really sad now that I think about it. I don’t have a family, or friends, to speak of, so I hope you will at least know I exist.
I remember seeing you on the billboards of Manehattan a few years ago. That was when I first saw beauty in this world, and the last time as well. Later, I learned of your name, and how you were an Element of Harmony: Kindness.
I never did anything with this knowledge, and I’m sure you’ve received a lot of letters when you were modelling. Maybe I was a coward, or maybe I knew nothing would come from correspondence with you. You’re eyes seemed so shy in those pictures, so I don’t blame you even if I ever did write to you and I didn’t get a response.
Don’t think of this letter as an admission of infatuation. Not that you aren’t cute, but I will admit this letter is just me being selfish. I’m stationed in my hometown, but I’ll be sent away for battle soon. You’re the only pony I could think of.
I’m sorry. This letter isn’t what I wanted it to be. You don’t have to write back, or even acknowledge my existence. I’m sure you have better things to do.
Goodbye,
Cowardly Lion