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// fluttershy 
// Story: every pony dies someday. 
// by dashille 
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The third to go was fluttershy. A few months after dash’s death she had their first and only child. Fluttershy never got remarried to any one and never dated again knowing that no one could ever take the place of her true love rainbow dash. So fluttershy raised the girl by herself. Fluttershy was one of the only people of the six friends that got to live a peaceful and full life. When fluttershy turned ninety-five she looked at the hill where dash and rarity where buried, looked at her daughter and her family. She sighed and said looking at dashes grave stone “it’s time for me to be with my love” she closed her eyes and with a smile she died happily. The next day she was buried by dash where she could once again be next to her love overlooking her home.