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Something isn't beautiful because it lasts.


Choices. We all make choices in life. Most of these are simple: what to wear, what to eat, when to sleep. Rainbow Dash was given a choice, and she chose….

That choice has haunted her every day. Finally, she’s decided to try and make amends, to say she’s sorry. She does this not because she expects forgiveness, but because every fiber in her body needs her to. For how can one move on without first apologizing to those they’ve wronged?

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Oh my god.

In all seriousness though, it's awesome to see you back! I've missed you!

What masterpiece have I just read?

Damn, a short story that I actually like.

Well that's a name I never thought I'd see another chapter from.

And as always, it hits like a freight train.

Oh my. It's so good to see you back.

You scared the bejeesus out of me with those tags. I know from experience that inspiration in writing can often come from the lowest places, and since you'd been gone for so long thought that might be the reason you posted something.

Hopefully that's not the case. Hopefully you just had a little bit of TwiDash left in you and you wanted to share it with us, as always.

I also hope the intervening years have been kind to you TDF. If you're back, welcome back, if you're just passing through, I wish you the best :twilightsmile:

Finished on exactly the right note. Great TwiDash!

Who left…. Who left her friends, and T—

Let me finish that for you.


Neither of us were ever that big on common sense. I act without thinking, she thinks without acting.

Heh. :pinkiesad2:

Well, not alone-alone. I know that Applejack, Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Rarity are still her friends. But that’s all they were, her friends. I was her knight, her love, I was the one that….

I don't really know why whatever's going on is going on and I'm already feeling sad. :unsuresweetie:

Okay, that’s starting to hurt. How’d I get so good at beating myself up? Oh… yeah, it’s because I deserve it.


She didn’t want every hour of every day; she just wanted to be with me, me to show her that I cared, me to make time for her. That’s all she wanted, just to be a priority to me. She just wanted me to show her that I care.


I cringe a little, expecting to hit myself again. I’m actually surprised when a smack doesn’t come. Somehow the lack of pain is more painful than if I had just hit myself. I find myself starting to walk back to the window. I don’t even remember when I had turned around, it’s as if I just am. As if I know I should just give up and try to go back to the life I had before I decided to risk it all on this stupid hope that she’d actually… what? That she’d take me back? Forgive me? Say it’s okay that I fought with her, didn’t respect her? That I couldn’t give her a moment of my time?

Im breathing heavily at this point.

There's a slight constriction in my chest.

My eyes are still closed, tears still falling. “I’ll leave you be. You don’t have to say a word. Sorry for interrupting, I just had to let you know how I feel, even if it is selfish of me. Goodbye my love, you won’t hear from me aga—”

Oh God my chest.

Like a bursting dam, it’s all set loose, she cries and cries. I’m crying too, or never stopped. I don’t know which one, and, to be honest, I don’t even care. There’s no reason to care; she’s back in my hooves and I’m back in her’s. Everything else can take a flying leap off Canterlot Mountain for how much it matters to me right now.

I'm glad for you. Both of you. :pinkiesad2:

She smiles back and says, “I—”

Dear Celestia that ending.

I have this happy smile on my face right now.

I wish you luck, Rainbow, Twilight. May your love last forevermore.

With the story as it is, that "unedited" in the A/N takes on a meaning other than "I didn't want to take the time to edit". It seems like a declaration that this story is raw passion and emotion, poured out directly from the heart; it's all the better with the PoV of Rainbow Dash, a pretty passionate character whom I must say you got spot on.

Even if that wasn't the intention, it's a nice thought.

As a side-note, one of the saddest, most heart-rending stories I know ended similarly, and it's also a one-shot.

Absolutely fantastic story. :twilightsmile::rainbowkiss:

I saw this on the featured page on mobile. I couldnt see the last word, so I automatically assumed it was BURN!

My apologies.

No Romance tag?

... Well, what the hell? Is this supposed to get a sequel? Or is this supposed to leave you wondering if they ever get back without telling you? I don’t like things left unanswered.

Welcome back!!!! I have loved your work!! :D

Comment posted by duckboy416 deleted May 29th, 2019

Is , is this real? I just reread the I'm Out. - Bio 2 days ago..... (cries tears of joy)

Hmmm, not sure this deserves the dark and tragedy tags, probably should have the sad tag though.

Never thought I would see you post something again.

Welcome back.

Next chapter: "If It Doesn't, Hunt It Down And Kill It!"

She breaks the kiss and stares directly into my eyes. No… she’s looking past that, she’s seeing the me only she sees, the me that she tried so hard to get me to see, the me that’s—somehow—worthy of her. “If you love something, let it go. If it comes back….”
“It’s meant to be.” I finish the quote. It was one of her favorites after all.
She kisses me again, this one is quicker, but in no way does it mean less.“So, does this mean you’ll forgive me for leaving?” I ask with a playful smile upon my muzzle. I can’t help but smile with her pressed up against me.
She smiles back and says, “I—”
"Twi--" I begin.
"I think you should start running," she finished.
"Did you forget the rest of my favorite saying?" she asked, still smiling.
"Uhm... I'm not... uh... sure?" I responded.
"If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, It’s meant to be. If it doesn't, hunt it down and kill it," she quietly said. I just stared at her. "I'm sorry, Rainbow, but you took too long coming back. I put a hit on you last week."
"Uhh--uh--uh," I stammered. Then it dawned on me, and I burst out laughing.
"HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!" I screamed my head off. "Good one, Twi! You really had me going there!"
"How ironic that you're laughing. She can certainly appreciate it," Twilight said, grinning. "Since she was the one who picked up the the contract."
"Uh--wait. What contract? What are you talking about?" I asked, starting to feel a little nervous.
"The contract hit I put out on you," she replied, still smiling. "Pinkie picked it up. By now, she should be just about finished with arranging some substitute sitters to watch the Cake twins while she gears up to hunt you down."
Suddenly, this wasn't feeling like a joke anymore. I was having some serious flashbacks about how scarily Pinkie was able to chase me down all those many years ago...
"I'm a fucking deadmare,:rainbowderp:" I whispered as the feeling of dread flowed through me.
"SORRYGOTTAGO!" I screamed as I shot to the door and opened it--only to come nose-to-nose with Pinkie!
"SHIT!:twilightoops:" I yelled, slamming the door in her face.
...yeah... like that's going to stop her...
And Twilight just sat there, still smiling at me.
My next move was to burst out the window, something I've had lots of practice doing over the years--although this was the first time I've ever broken one from the inside. Not to mention setting a new personal record for the shortest time I popped off a rainbow boom after takeoff--like right outside the window. As I left the castle, I looked behind me, lamenting that I'll likely never get a chance to break that sort of record--ever, seeing as how Pinkie was already pronging out the castle front doors...
"Fuck,:facehoof:" I quietly swore. Even as my adrenaline-fueled panic poured on the speed, I knew I was a deadmare. It was only a matter of time....

*sees author*


The "Tragedy" tag in writing typically means a main character in a story dies. I went through this whole story thinking that Dash would be visiting a tombstone or that when she did meet Twi, it was an apparition of her guilt. Drama would be a better tag.

Love it. Love the spontaneity, the simplicity and the power of the emotions conveyed.

Also, welcome back. It's good to know you're fine.


Would it be an insult to say I don't believe you? :rainbowderp:

This is beautiful. :pinkiesad2: I should give more E stories a chance.

I put off reading this because I knew it would make me cry.
Well it is. This is a beautiful story and thank you for sharing it.
I'm off to destroy a box of tissues for the next few days.

This was such a nice story :)

Welcome back, if you're staying.
Thank you for the gift and good luck, if not. :D

Oh my- how did I not notice this was by you sooner?

I’m sure you’ve heard this probably way too many times, but it’s nice to see you back, regardless of whether you’re staying or not :D

11/10. Surprised to see a non mature fic from you TDF.

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