I wrote these in March of 2015. New to the fandom, I was coming to terms with my recent disability, and what it meant to me, and to my family. It was not an easy time for any of us, but we came through it, mostly intact, because caring really is the best Magic. Even when life is at its darkest, we can trust in the love around us. 
These are two separate short stories.
The first is set in the Equestria Girls Universe, with Sunset Shimmer making an indirect appearance rescuing the stories protagonist 
(yes, the protagonist is the silly flower 
).
The second story is set in the time before Luna's fall, when the sisters were new to their reign. (Yes, it's a Spike Origin Story. And please forgive the silly diamond dogs. They are not the same dogs that bothered Rarity, but perhaps distant ancestors? Yeah going with that. 
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The theme between the two is unexpected second chances at life, which was very important to me at that time.
Welcome back.
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Thanks!
Elegantly writen.
I confess, this is the first piece of work of yours that I read, and I am impressed. The descriptive language written here is poetic and soulful. Very, very well done.
As I have written in the previous chapter, this continues to be eloquently written, though I was also confused because of the tags of this story. One of them is "Equestria Girls" which I guess the first chapter alludes to, but this one centers the plot solely in Equestria as if it's an entirely different story. As I continued, I started to wonder if this story was finished, for it seemed to set up something which would be expanded upon in later chapters. As I read, I vaguely recalled that the story was listed as complete but I started to doubt it as I continued.
Only at the end, before the sisters spoke to each other after the deed was done, did it dawn on my what plot this chapter was setting up towards. It still raises some questions, though. if they reverted him to an egg and Luna was there, then it must have sat as an egg for a very long time during Luna's later banishment because she was definitely not there when Twilight was a filly. Furthermore, those diamond dogs sound like the same ones in the show. Are they ancient too? That seems very unlikely. Maybe I can wave that off as similar too but not exact to the ones in the show, unless they, too, found some way to carry their journey to the distant future with perhaps a long pause between somehow.
A better description of the story in the "long description" section is recommended but you can also keep what you have written there below that as "Author's Note" or something to that effect, for it describes the mood of the writer more than describing the story itself.
But I kept that in mind as well as I read it. I expected themes of suicide not only in this story, but in your previous work as well which is actually the true reason I avoided it until now. Specifically, I had hoped to avoid the reminder of being in a similar mood during my youth. That pain and remembrance is still clear to me. Though the temptation is afar, I keenly remember why it was there in the first place.
These days I continue to look forward to the afterlife but the reasons have changed. Now it is not to avoid the pain of this world, though that remains a factor too, but rather to look forward to the wonder and joy of that which lingers beyond this world. Answers, freedom, and pure joy. There is a reason we're unaware of what lies beyond. If we knew, most of us would not be strong enough to endure this world knowing how much better it eventually gets beyond.
I'm not sure if saying that helps your situation except to know there is something to look forward to, and bear this in mind as well; think you are a mistake? Why would any of us be here if we were not meant to be here? If, instead, our life has some purpose, then what could it be? Likely the answer to that question varies for us all, but you should already know part of the answer if you examine your life as it has been so far. From it, ask yourself what you have learned so far. If you died today for whatever reason and look back on your life, you can ask that question again in an attempt to search for a serious answer. Why were you there (on the earth)? What did you learn?
Despite the difficulties of the world, I heard a rumor once that I have difficulty accepting but some part of my heart knows that it is true. That those beyond the veil of life look upon us with envy even though they sit in an existence of paradise. They feel that way because of the lessons and strength we'll gather from a life of difficult existence which is so different from their own realm. Those lessons we gather is why they regard us we awe when we finally return home. Bear that in mind as well. The life you once felt tempted to leave is the same many other souls in non-corporeal existence wish that they had, but there is only so much room to be born on the earth.
Aside from that, these are changing time so much greater than what has happened on the earth before. Opportunities and technology exist that can expand our knowledge far beyond what was available before, and perhaps you're even aware of unusual things cracking into this reality that hint at much greater potential. Those who view us from above are well aware of this fact and why it is happening, and it is yet another reason why they envy the lives we have. Something exists in this time that never occurred before. A kind of momentum gathering that presents a unique opportunity. You are here for the ride, and you'd regret leaving too soon before witnessing its full fruition. Rejoice, rejoice. You shall witness something ages of mankind have never witnessed before.
But, in the meantime, there are other things present in your current reality well worth paying attention to. Friends and family, each of which share their own magic. They need us as we need them. Mutual need creates a beautiful tapestry. Behold its majesty, for you live it. You know . . . deep down. Maybe beyond that as well.
Thank you for sharing your story, for it is the wonderful spark of creation. That, too, is your gift to the world. That alone is worth valuing your life.
Thanks Scroll, high praise indeed from you.
I have a deep respect for you talent, so to hear that you enjoyed something I wrote is wonderful. 
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That was beautiful Scroll! Thank you for those kind and inspiring words!
You are right about the confusion on my story. It's supposed to be a collection of two separate short stories, joined only by the common theme of second chances. I flubbed it by not making that clear in the long description and by not including author's notes, as you suggested. An oversight I will correct shortly, thank you for that insight.
Yes, the dorky dogs were inspired by the episode where Rarity was kidnapped by the Diamond Dogs, which if memory serves was still a new episode at the time I wrote this, soon after my injury. I was thinking they were a trope of sorts. A poor attempt at literary license, and my apologies for the confusion.
Thank you again for the encouragement and the kind words. They are appreciated more deeply than I can say.
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(soft smile) I see you have adjusted the long description after my feedback. I am glad I was able to contribute and escalate the quality of this wonderful piece of work.