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Incandesca


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Granny Smith has lived a long and storied life, but nopony lives forever.

Before the sun sets on hers, she looks back on old memories, and the family she loves.

This story was written for the 2023 'A Thousand Words' contest in the Slice of Life category, and in tribute to my grandfather who passed some years ago.

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oh this was very bittersweet, i liked it. talking about death is always really tricky, but this work is really peaceful. it's kind of comforting in a way. you did a really good job with the inner thoughts in this piece. i'm sorry to hear about your loss, i hope writing this gave you some catharsis.

Heartbreaking. I want more

It felt like home. Like the loving smiles of her Ma and Pa. Like a hug from her husband. Like Celestia's Sun warming her coat on Harvest Day as Applejack and Big Macintosh worked the fields.

and of course we only ever saw the last one of these, but there was a whole life here before then

Funny, that. A thing that once upon a time seemed so magical, incomprehensible, had become mundane. Just like magic itself.

aww so true. and it is funny to use the adjective “magical” the way we do in a world where magic itself is mundane, but honestly, it’s still no less magical there!

The only regret she had was knowing she would not live to see her great granddaughter.

ah yeah, even with few regrets in life, time will always rob us of immeasurably precious things in the end :(

And then, the couple disappeared.

and augh, to outlive one’s children 

"But I don't. You've lived fer so long. How can ya go away now? What about Mac and Sugar?" Her breath hitched, and sadness flowed down her cheeks. "Y-yer gonna miss the baby."

aww, Apple Bloom!

"No buts. It's yers now. Take care of it fer me, and pass it down when it's yer time, too."

Applejack's voice broke. "I will, Granny. I will."

and augh, the ascot we see on her in the flashforward! definitely have to have that in a story about Granny Smith’s passing

When she stepped forward, she did so on young hooves.

and that is a very nice thought.


somehow i’ve never read a fic about this implied canon event until now. well done with this one. thank you for writing!

There’s something terribly ironic about this being in the Slice of Life category. But the end pieces do still count…

I’m reminded of the issues of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman comics that focus on Death. Not a grim reaper, but an old friend who’s come to visit once more, and to escort you to whatever comes next. Fittingly, Granny needs no psychopomp; she knows where she’s going and she can take her own darn self there, thank you very much.

All told, a touching celebration of a long life’s triumphs and tragedies, with the former far outweighing the latter. Well done. Thank you for it.

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okay, I was not expecting her to just up and be all, "yup, time ta go" and everyone was sort of expecting it :O really hit me!

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