Dauðalogn

Memorabilia

By Timefather64

(My Little Pony is own by Hasbro and all of its original characters. The idea of the story is own by me. Enjoy)

‘Through the frail snow of the drifting cold winter, I still remembered the time when we both settled and cuddled in a friendly manner than any other. I kept you warm as you kept me too. What else could I explain, or describe to say that that moment was something I could never forget. Here, against your warm coat, I reside to a world we both sometimes share. I am safe, secure, and at peace. Thank you, so much for loving me this way.’

Your best friend,

-P.P.

It’s summer now, and the sea in front of the bench where we always enjoyed sitting at since we were very young has broken apart. But the flowers we planted around it still flourished for some reason I cannot explain. I wish I understood what you meant that time when you said…you know. Twilight is gone with Spike too, she moved back to the Crystal Kingdom just so she can work in that library. You know her and her love for knowledge, that egghead. But that is not the real reason why she did that. It is because she could not handle it. You know, with you being gone.

It drove her mad to the point she isolated herself from the rest of her friends, blaming herself over and over again for something she could not avoid. Not all alicorns can stop what is believed to be inevitable or indefinite. So, knowing you, you would not really be mad at such pony like her, seeing how she did what she really could for the best of friends and move somewhere that could keep her at peace. But for how long, I wonder, yet still can never know. Sometimes, I wish to never find out.

Fluttershy is gone, just so you know. I think you are with her right now, right? But before she passed on, she confessed to me. She could not handle our friendship breaking apart for your loss. We had to move on and she was right. We all had to move on and I think Twilight did when she literally moved. The town feels so empty still, even after moving on the mourning of your passing, nothing has been the same. Sometimes I wonder what Fluttershy had said was pointless, or maybe something to help us along the way.

Applejack buried Granny Smith and worked harder like no mare you can find in an apple orchard farm. She out-ranked Big Mac at a surprising rate. Losing her granny and two of her best friends must have sparked inside of her. I wish I knew what it was, but maybe it is best to leave it at that. Rarity, she, and I hanged out a lot at the spa, though, I barely participated in whatever they did, and we all did have nice conversations.

Rarity is old and beautiful as always. Her charm with the stallions never seemed to have vanish and as any unicorn like her that is so vane on her appearance, it is something that will never ceases to make her sad or even worse, depress. Rarity was just like Fluttershy, tough as steel with a strange nature one would not notice from the outside. She always kept us together and even had Twilight come back to Ponyville with Spike who is now a grown dragon, mature, and “well-fine-manner” as Rarity states all the time. She creates these short parties in tribute to you and Flutters whenever it comes around your birthday.

These parties of hers were simply a memorabilia of you and Fluttershy, to remember the great adventures we had together and cherishing friendship we maintained for a lifetime. It was not put down on us too hard or too soft, but at the point we understood it, enjoyed it, and remembered it. After those years of enjoying ourselves during those special days, we departed with our own life, doing whatever it is we have to do to survive. Twilight worked, Applejack worked, Rarity worked, and so have I. To be honest, we barely even have times to ourselves, except Twilight for she enjoys doing what she loves best. I never did have time to try out new tricks or hang out with Spitfire and Soarin’. Being a Wonderbolt is one thing, maintaining a job at the Cloud Making Factory is another.

But besides everything being great and rough, I still did not understood what you meant back then. Those special words coming out from your heart as we sat on this bench watching the dead calm sea. While the small sailboats passed by and the breeze blew against us smoothly, as if it was hugging us gently, I still remained lost in your words. I wish I understood, but I guess it is too late. Maybe it was best not to understand.

Having you and Fluttershy being gone is really hard to handle for me, and the others might say the same thing. We are all too old honestly. Back then, our life was full of joy and bloom, but now everything is full of decay and gloom. We find some moments to love in life, but they are only reminders of the pass, blinding us from seeing what is within the present and what might become of the future. I hate philosophical stuff; I really blame Twilight for that.

Life is so different now, in the way you and Fluttershy being gone now. I forgot to mention that I took the liberty in adopting Angel while letting all the other critters go. Twilight, before she left helped cast a cloud walking spell for the rabbit. Applejack, just to let you know, adopted Gummy. They are having a blast together, though, that large gator still disturbs me, but whatever, who said a grown dog and alligator cannot be the best of friends. Funny, it reminded me on how a Pegasus that is so boastful about her own self could be best friends with a random party mare.

I think this might have helped me. I feel happy that I had time to myself and used it to be here and remember the moment where we sat at and watched the sea. Oh the oceans are so calm and dead, but the air is so alive with the smiles on the ponies riding sailboats, passing by. I am glad you took your time, too, to listen to me. Thanks a bunch and tell Flutters that Angel is alright, though, he still remains a troublesome rabbit.

And one more thing, before I go. What you said to me back then…I think…I understand what you meant. Thank you, so much, and for everything. Goodbye.

-Fin-

[youtube=www.youtube.com/watch?v=wf7r6MNgAno]

Author's Note:

The story was inspired by the song in which I made a link beneath the "FIN."

For the english translations of those beautiful blabbered words of the Hopelandic language, here is the same link, but to the youtube site.

You can click it if you want to read the english lyrics: www.youtube.com/watch?v=wf7r6MNgAno

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