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The Red Parade

Cars are still parked outside. If the rapture had happened, why was it unrecognizable? Why was the sky blue? Why did no one tell me? Do these things not announce themselves?


On an evening in Canterlot, a group of weary ponies gather to discuss their differences and take solace in each other.

Content Warning: this fic explores the idea of suicide and follows characters who have either attempted or were affected by someone who attempted suicide.

Please please please proceed at your own discretion.

Written for the Quills and Sofas Character Sprints contest: each character scene was written in five minutes.

All characters: Applejack, Sweet Pepper, Luna, Spitfire, Fiddlesticks, Lightning Dust, Sweetie Belle, Autumn Blaze, Starlight Glimmer, Wallflower Blush.

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Comments ( 15 )

This still means so much to me

*mindless sobbing*

This story came out of a ridiculous contest and I still am amazed you managed to not only pull a coherent idea out of the prompts, but also wrote a really compelling and emotionally affecting story at that.

This is a wonderful breakdown of the myriad of ways people can respond to suicide, and how everyone grieves a little differently. Thank you so much for writing this, Red.

I feel like I've read a prequel to this story. Something about a sunset or a sunrise. Specially with Wallflower being in Equestria.

After reading this, I feel a real desire for the characters, even the one's I know nothing about, to at least approach a sense of betterment.

Great work.

God damn I feel this.


You're probably thinking of Shaslan's Sunrise which was another story in this contest

Oh, so that's where the connection comes from.

Some fascinating work always comes out of these speedwrites.

My thoughts most days is 'why should I live another day?' Covid-ravaged, no money, waiting and waiting for disability, losing all I owned while in a coma, living in another state now, legs weak, taste and smell so altered it's ridiculous, (Not gone, but altered.) All close friends are gone now, and all there is is me. Too bad I CAN'T contemplate suicide- I know if I show up on the Other Side before my time, I'm going to get SO MUCH grief, I'm better off living. Had my chance last year and missed. It will happen eventually, but, dammitall, what's taking it so long?

I would like to see that meeting play out, but I can only imagine how difficult it would be to write something like it. This is an intriguing one-shot though, great job.

I really like this, it explores a rainbow of reasons why somepony would be at the meeting, all of them grounded and very realistic. It all makes sense with the characters we know.

But also, I want to thank you, you've inspired me to try writing about a loss that I suffered. It's something that happened... 3 years ago in August?

Not that I'm "clean" myself of thoughts but ya know, that kinda changed the course of my whole life in some ways. Writing about it would be good, dunno if I'll publish it, but ya know. So, thank you for posting this. I hope all is well with you and the ones you care about.

Wonderful story. Thanks for writing it.

Huk #14 · May 1st · · ·

The story was surprisingly refreshing. Well done :twilightsmile:.

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