This funeral was just Twilight’s first. She realizes every pony she loves will die. Now that she is an Alicorn, she will have to relive this crippling heartache hundreds of times. . . Unless she can find a way to keep her best friends forever.
As kids, Twilight and Sunset were best friends, but a tragic accident cut their friendship short. Years later, Twilight investigates the incidents at Canterlot High and comes face to face with what appears to be a literal ghost from her past.
Celestia loves Twilight Sparkle. That is a fact, an indisputable constant of the universe. What that love means, however, is much less certain. The love of a teacher, the love of a friend, or the love that Celestia dares not name.
Applejack travels alone down a dusty, well traveled road. The end of her long journey is near. Soon, she will finally be able to lie down and rest with her friends and family. She only needs to climb one final hill. But she just feels so tired.
They say Luna turned into Nightmare Moon soon after she and her sister had taken down the Tyrant King Sombra. What they don't know is that it was more than just a coincidence. He was once the pillar that held her up. She was too much for one to bare.
Luna and Twilight have a conversation at a crucial juncture in Twilight's life. Celestia and Applejack discuss it after the fact. A story about moving on, the recurrence of things in eternity, awkwardness, and friendship.
Fluttershy contemplates her unrequited love for Rarity in her old age, and thinks about all the things that resulted in the two of them being apart. Complete.
An accident leaves Scootaloo fighting for her life. While everypony tries to help, a few in particular discover a few new things about what exactly it means to be a sister.
A few weeks after Scootaloo's camping trip, and her experience with those nightmares, Luna's concern for the filly still persists. Intent on making sure that Scootaloo is alright, she goes to visit her one morning.
For Twilight, the increased lifespan that came with princesshood had forced her to outlive her friends, but thanks to Rarity, she will learn that centuries could be lived in but a single day.
When nature ran wild and free, ponies had only begun to dream, and a different moon roamed these skies. So it might have stayed, had the deer in their pride not turned to Wrath and to Ruin. That time is gone, but its legacy—and its lessons—remain.