Dear Princess Celestia,
As you may have already known, my time is soon to come. I wish I could say that I'm not frightened of death, as I could have said when I was a young mare, but that has changed tremendously over the decades. I have learned of how friendship is a force that cannot be stopped by the powers of time, death, and solitude; and as long as you have your friends by your side there is nothing to keep you from where you wish to be. I hope that I will be able to see them again, and I wish to be able to tell them how much I appreciate what they have done for me through the years as my best of friends. I have a feeling that they know this though, and they watch me from wherever they are now, telling me to live out what I can.
When you sent me to Ponyville to make new friends, I was hesitant. I just wanted to finish what needed to be done and then return to my studies; but you seemed to know not only what I needed that day, but what Equestria needed as well. You knew I needed friends by my side, and how much I would come to cherish their company through the ages. It pains me to know I have lost them as I look back unto the photographs we have together in our youth, and know that we were once those young ponies; to know that the only one left is me.
I really don't want to be alone any longer Princess; these days that I have suffered without my friends have gone on long enough. Since the last of my closest friends, Pinkie Pie, who passed years ago, I have sat in this library pondering on how it feels to die, and whether I will feel any pain when I go. There are many things I fear in this world, and there are many that I have grown to respect and not to fear. One of those is death; it seems to come whenever you need it, even if you don't realize that you do.
Such as with Pinkie, I knew that her time was coming. I didn't think to tell her, to let her know that her fate would come soon would kill the spark in her eyes; it would have killed me to see her bouncy, cotton candy mane go flat and colorless once again. Instead of telling her, I had her arrange a final party, something that she could come to remember for millennium to come, even when death did fall upon us all. She was able to organize the greatest party she had thrown since the Gala in our early years. She played and danced, sang and partied, all until she knew she was happy with how her life turned out. What she intended as a small nap to regain her energy, turned into a slumber to defy the ages.
I had always wished that I could tell my friends more before they died; I always knew when one was about to be taken from our existence. I just sat there in my bed, blankets over me, and a pillow on my face to drown the sobs emanating from my heart as I thought about losing another friend who meant so much to me. It wasn't just losing someone who had been so near to my heart that struck me about each one, it was what they said to me the day of their passing, and I was always the last pony that they had talked to.
Each one of them told me that I did the best in my life to help them, that they were glad I was a true friend to them. They made sure I knew that they loved me, always embracing me with a hug before I left. Each hug left me with the feeling of their beating heart on my chest, reminding me that they truly loved me for who I was. And as each one passed on, another beating heart was added onto the feeling of my own heavy heart. What was I, a supposed true friend doing from keeping a secret such as their time of demise from them? Was it ever, or was it even my place to keep such a thing from them?
That is a question that I will never know the complete answer to, and if I do come across it, I can only hope for the forgiveness of the friends I once betrayed. Even if such an act was considered to be for their own good, I feel as if I have let them down, it feels as if I have stolen a piece of their life.
In a way, it is good that they did not know of their demise; they lived life to a happy end, not knowing how or when death would come to snuff out their spark. They lived their lives to a happy end, and that is something that I'm not sure I can do for myself. I have learned many things, and one of those is to know that a pony that knows so much about the world cannot possibly be happy. How is it possible to be happy when you know of both the dark and the happiness in the world, and the dark vastly overpowers the good?
Celestia, what I am trying to say is thank you. I would like to thank you for being there to help me, and my friends out whenever we needed your assistance, and for sending me to make these friends. Without you, I would not have learned how great it is to live life with others and spend your days in their presence. Without you, I would not have been able to let go either. You told me to stay strong through these times, and that I will do for you. I sincerely hope that I have lived up to your expectations, and I hope that you will never forget me as you live on through the endless ages; as I become a soul lost in endless time.
By the time you receive this letter, I will most likely not be around anymore. I will be gone, and off to finally learn how death feels, and for that matter I hope it is not too painful. I have always hated pain, although pain can teach you something whether it is in your heart or physically.
Ever since Spike left, I haven't been able to send you letters as easily as I wish I could have, they always seem to take weeks to reach you through the mail service, but that can be expected since you are royalty, after all. I wish Spike could be here at times, but he has moved on to where he really should be, with the other dragons. He has learned a great deal living with me, and I am glad to have been able to raise such a dragon as himself.
Celestia, I would like to thank you once more for everything you have done for me in my time, whether it be something large or small, it has always meant so much to me. You have always treated me well, Celestia, and at times I thought of you not just a friend, but a mother. You were always there for guidance when I needed it most, and when you weren't able to be there, I felt as if you were watching me from above. What is needed from us now, what is needed from you, is to find a young unicorn who has great power, and teach them as well as you have taught me. For you, Celestia, I will never forget a mare such as yourself, no matter how long the vast expanse of time drags on.
I love you, Princess Celestia, and may your life be filled with the happiness that somepony can truly bring you. I wish you good luck over the ruling of Equestria, and I know that you will be a great ruler, just as you always have been.
Your Faithful Student,
Twilight Sparkle
I'm so sorry I lied to you guys, a distraught and crying Twilight said to her friends who were standing right in front of her, a forgiving smile plastered on all of their faces.
Twilight, ah think that I can talk for all of us here, we thank yah for not telling us, Applejack said, placing a hoof on Twilights shoulder to let her know that there was nothing to be worried about.
Do you guys really mean it?
All of the ponies nodded towards their friend, who had stopped crying tears if shame and sadness, replaced with those of joy.
Of course we do, replied Rainbow Dash, I liked being able to relax when it was my time to, you know, after doing awesome flying and stuff.
And good heavens! Rarity interjected, Who knows what the stress would have done to my complexion!
Well... I got to stay, you know; happy with my animals longer, Fluttershy said quietly in her eloquent voice.
Because of you Twilight, I got to throw the most super-duper awesomest leaving party ever thrown by a pony in all of Equestria! Pinkie Pie said excitedly.
As all of the ponies embraced for a hug to welcome their friend, the five ponies who had been waiting years to be reunited thought, We're just glad that you can finally be here with us, and know that you did the right thing.
That was beautiful. Thank you for writing this
thank you for throwing in the 'afterlife' segment. It's a beautiful ending
That was really sad, I shouldn't have read it in school because I'm almost in tears.
Just one thing though, was there a romance thing going on?
"I have always loved you, I always have. I love you more than a friend; I always wished that I could be your mare. Just as I knew we couldn't be together, I kept my feelings for you suppressed no matter how much it pained "
That was really odd, not even just because of the pairing but because it was out of nowhere and it didn't match the rest of the story as the rest of the story was heavily in-character.
Other than that, a great story.
The sudden romance was extremely out of place. Like Bryan said, it doesn't fit in at all with the rest of the story.
And other than a few spelling and grammatical errors, this is a nice little story. Good job.
533265 true that... Uptil that part i could actually bear her read it
the key word to describe this story seems to be "beautiful" and I have to agree, sad and beautiful
i was all geared up to critique the shit out of this. i looked at it and said, "ah, great, another "final letter" story". i enjoyed the idea a first couple times it grew old. ive seen so many since then that everything that people write has been done before, and done better. not to say that they are bad fics by any means. theyre not bad. what they are is average. expected. run-of-the-mill. but this one actually struck an emotional cord on me. thank you sir, for bring the life back to the "final letter" fics.
Dammit Dead Island tralier theme.
a nice sad fic
didn't make me cry, but i felt something none the less
you get a star!
533374
Thanks for putting the thought in my head
Had to go back and read it a second time listening to it
*reads comments, stats*
welp, seems this is high quality, pity I just can't take sad no more, maybe later;
i loved it...
no better explanation...
although the romance was wayyyy out of place, it didn't bother me...
why stories like this always forget about Luna?
It's not like that Twi and Luna are friends or something (sarcasm)
Ugh. another one of THESE. Not gonna read, I'd rather not be depressed, kthxbai.
Oh man, I hate stories like this. They make me way too sad.
The only story that could be more sad would be from Celestia's view point as Twilight is dying. It would be so sad to be immortal and love people. That is the exact reason why I would be fine as an immortal; I don't love anyone or anything (except this story ofc )
That was deep.. I really need some time with "smile, smile, smile" now.. but I tip my hat for you for this beautiful letter
533265 To be honest, I'm not sure why it turned out to be a romance, I don't remember why I added that bit, but I did change it to have a better and less rushed feel for that part (I think). Oh, and what are your thoughts on the signature I put in?
533518 For me, I don't see Luna fitting into a story like this very easily, hence why she isn't in it.
533499>>533382>>533365>>533307 Thanks for reading and enjoying my story!
Not much to say, R.I.P Mane 6 .
533625 Same here, going to listen to that alot right now, not in the best of mental situations right now so Pinke Pie should help
533374 Dead Island Theme
That ending... thank you for that ending. This was turning into one of the most depressing stories I've read, but that ending turned depressing into heartwarming.
My heart bleeds for this story, no matter how many stories I read involving Twilight saying goodbye it feels as fresh as the first.
"Yours Truly" tore my heart to shreds, but your letter kept it short, bittersweet and reflective just as Twilight would be. I feel if this show ever ends; it's fan base drifting outward in time as all shows do I will find myself thinking of letters such as this, the letters our pony friends will only ever wish they could write as their lives are forgotten by those who love them.
If I can give you anything, it will be a thank you for making this. It may not be the the first but it truly was a touching letter.
Whilst this story is well-writen, I personaly found it rather boring... Hehe, I just had a totaly ridiculous idea: A sequel in which twilight comes back from the dead to fight pirates, ninjas, zombies and giant evil robots. Hahah, that would be hilarious!
533721 no problem bro
brohoof? /)
534066 Brohoof. (\
533770 oh I've been there. Some scarring flashbacks, but pinkie pie always helps!
533382
So we meet again, Gaius Invictus!!!!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Misha*
Beautiful. Why is Twilight always the last to die? It always her.
534230 Because she has the most magic out of all her friends, so that gives her a longer life expectancy. That's the way I see it, at least.
534238 what if the magic is actually shortening her life? Ive never seen a unicorn that old in the show. I thought Pinkie would go first, then rainbow dash, then rarity.... maybe there's more emotional potential if its Twilight.
534208 what are you doing here
533708
The signature was pretty cool, and yeah, other than the romance I enjoyed it a lot.
534300>>534208 I take it you two know each other?
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534267 hmm you mean like using her magic that powerful is damgeding her someone should write that i got to much on my plate to do it
534354 yes
yes we do
perfect
534300
Well... i am reading fanfiction
what about you?
dont you love me!!!!
535288 ...
i do bro
but its so weird to see the crusaders outside of my blogs or stories
like meeting a school friend in the super market and you are like
"what do i say?"
535299
ell i used my pinkie sense to stalk you...
you haven't had a blog laTLiY...
so i just found you wallowing in sadness...
535345 im trying to write this chapter
i get started and then i have to go to class
and i can't pick it back up
i just need to concentrate
535352
i understand bro...
its nbd...
and the new chapters more important anyways
535392 yeah
i know this
...
i should get writing
and stop talking about my fic in someone elses comments
v Hello everypony! Stalin and crew are here, bringing yet another installation of stalinview!... Althou not all crew present here today. PD, can you explain why Misha isn't here again?
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png *GROAN* uggg hoqw much i need to tell you?! He found his rubber ducky and now drinking for it's health!
i42.tinypic.com/1r4u8n.png But where did he found it? I thought i hid it well...
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png By "well" you mean frigging refrigirator?
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png Anti-nuke machine, yes.
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png BOSS! HOW COULD HE NOT FIND IT?! He's keeping vodka in it!
i42.tinypic.com/1r4u8n.png But i hid it behind the vodka!
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png Urggh boss... Why are you so stupid sometimes..?
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png A-anyway, let's get back to our stalinview. Today we have a particullary interesting story to look at. Let's dig into "The Final Letter"
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png By the way, is this name reminds about Aviator's "One Last Letter" only to me?
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png Let's find out!
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png Ooh, from very second paragraph i can ALREADY say that this concept is very interesting.
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png Yeah...
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png Althou we can't possibly make fun of this story in any way. Wait for overview.
"Ever since Spike left"
i40.tinypic.com/2wptjee.png Aren't dragons suppose to live longer than ponies? I thought they live for hundreds or even thousands yesars. Besides, Spike is MUCH younger than Twilight.
OVERVIEW:
i40.tinypic.com/bjbmvs.png This is... hard story for us to review. I don't know how to even put this: it's too good and too serious to make fun of. It's emotion-investing and really sad.
I don't really think you asked stalinview for the right story. There is no flaws. There is no possible jokes we could make. This story is flawless. And thing you reading now IS NOT a proper stalinview. Better tell me another story i CAN make a Stalinview on.
VERDICT: Those two guys who pressed "thumb down" are morons.
To those that listen to my reading. I apologize, i know I didn't do it justice >.<
538227 I think you did fine
For some reason, I always enjoy these "into the afterlife" type stories. I'm a dirtbag, I know.
539250 Don't see how it makes you a dirtbag, some people just hate. hey, if you like my stories I like you
Great stuff, is all I can say. All right, maybe I can say more. Well written, good story, can't even tell if it's happy or sad because it's both at the same time, and that's something I call beauty, well, when it's combined as well as it is here. The calm, relaxed, happy feeling is beautiful, the sadness of the basic idea is beautiful, though I can't say the story itself is sad. Anyway, the successful combination is especially beautiful. I just killed the word 'beautiful' through overuse, didn't I? Happy to me. And yeah, the thing with the afterlife was a nice touch.