Decades after the Great War, three ponies visit the site of a ferocious battle and reflect briefly on their lives, their struggles, and the future.
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Flammenwerfer
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Flammenwerfer
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Awesome. So beautiful to read while listening to that music.
1918 words eh? I'm sure its just purely a coincidence that's the same year a certain "Great War" ended
1918...
You wonderful bastard
This is a beautiful story, Flam.
You say here, so very eloquently, what most all veterans (like myself) hope...that the next generation will learn and not give in to hate, that the young will not be scared from war and that we learn to live in peace.
I hope for it every day.
We shall not sleep,
though poppies grow,
In Flanders fields.
”In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.”
Very nice.
Not sure if this will be to your taste, but Sting wrote an excellent song Children's Crusade a while back. The contrast he makes at the end between the time of WW1 and the present day is also interesting.
Lest We Forget
Heartrending
Is the title a reference to a line in A Light in the Black by Sabaton?
Very nice story
What war? WWI happened in Equestria? Who were they fighting and why? This equates far too much with OUR Great War, but tells us nothing of THEIR Great War.
Taking the purely narrative construction position, there's too little information here to become invested without foreknowledge of events taking place not only outside this small snippet, but events which took place completely outside the universe of the story.
From the standpoint of an MLP-based world, no pieces fit into the known world of the show, and too little is presented to explain this major historical event from an alt-universe perspective.
Some details sewn in, which would naturally feel bidden from the characters' dialog, would be quite helpful in fleshing out the details, especially the placement of this timeline, at the very least in the story's own boundaries. Could this be something which took place just after NMM was sealed away? Just after Discord (making a conflict post-NMM akin to WWII). Or, further back, a conflict between the 3 Tribes some years before the Hearths Warming event?
As it is, it's a very isolated scene which floats about in a narrative void.
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You should go read The Flower Mare. It explains everything better than I ever could.
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No u.
Just kidding! But actually, thanks for letting me know this because this was kinda what I was going for. I was very intentionally vague with this story, much unlike my other ones which cover a similar (or the same) topic. I deliberately gave no names and only enough context as to what I felt was appropriate. It was only the applicable message that I felt it was a conduit for.
If that’s not your cuppa tea, I totally get it. But nevertheless thanks a lot for taking the time to voice your opinion on it! Feedback like that helps me a lot
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He could do that. But I don’t feel he has to—I think this story stands on its own, or at least I intentionally tried to write it that way with its deliberate vagueness
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Thanks man!! :D
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Oh just puuuuuure coincidence you know me
Light in the Black and the Price of a Mile are two songs that definitely work with this. Always good to see something from you Flammenwerfer.
I, for one, am determined to remember. The things I've learned over the past couple years of looking into The Great War are so much larger than I expected, and so much more meaningful. It's been - and still is - an incredible journey watching my preconceptions dashed at every turn, because it is a shame to see how things are so overshadowed in our collective consciousness by what came after.
But then, that's the same thing I think Schneeblume was struggling with. Will anyone remember - truly remember - the lessons learned, or simply take them as ancient footnotes that can be easily stashed in away for disuse?
I wonder if, as an allegory to our own perceptions, Schneeblume has to deal with the populist idea that her nation is wholly responsible, when that is distinctly not the case. One of the more aggressive, certainly, but not the holder of blame.
Quite powerful and well-written.
There are no veterans left of the Great War, and those left from World War II are dwindling few. We must learn their wisdom while they are still alive to tell us, and preserve it for future generations, that the tragedy of war may be averted when possible, and endured with honor when impossible. As always, your writings convey this so beautifully.
LOL and today the kids are doing their best to bring back communism. Lets bring back smallpox too!
Mmm...is that ever the burning question now and always...will those after us now, from war or otherwise, learn from history, or be doomed to make the same mistakes again?...
I can honestly state that the younger generations have learned NOTHING they are repeating the failures of the past, I know someone that lived through pre WW2 germany and lived through WW2 in germany then lived through post WW2 in east germany, many things there are starting to repeat again.
You want to get on a plane, train or bus you need a special ID ( costs $130 where I live for that ID), you say someone is fat and ugly they are looking at laws that can get you thrown in jail for that, your kid wants to share a picture of himself with the nerf gun he got for christmas they are looking to pass a law that will get you thrown in jail if he does, where I live now idiots voted in law that now allows cops to enter your home and take property without a warrant, it is going downhill really fast.
I see you used Sabaton as an inspiration, so I wondered if you'd heard the news
A WW1 album is a go!
set for release a few months from now, some 100 years after the signing of the treaty of versaille.
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I saw!! Honestly can’t wait
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Obviously we have.
It's just....not everyone has, as we creep further and further to nuclear extinction, and finish a long coming terracide, those of us who know the history of the previous generations realize that the ones in power never paid attention in history class.
And as such i think we'll be smart enough to get the fuck off-world if that tech becomes available before our destruction of our own doing.
Nothing is ever set in stone
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Coming back to this, after several years...
It's not for nothing. It's never for nothing. Even if everyone else forgets, we who are of the Ancient and Loyal Order of Them What Has Been Shot At remember. And, once in a while, we draw on what we remember to tell the ones who forgot and those who never knew that this ain't a video game, or a board game.
The tragedy is that those who never knew, never listen...