Ponyville's bravest citizen, one who never had a problem being selfless, has saved the town from a force of evil. At the end of this valiant and successful attempt to save Ponyville, our hero has been gravely wounded. He has come to a realization regarding his fate, but his friends and family having a hard time letting their dear friend and protector go... especially the ones closest to him. But life must go on.
A recent death in the family inspired me to write this fic, in hope that it would help me come to terms with moving on. It did more than I can describe in words. I don't know how many of you have lost a family member to the war in Afghanistan, but I do know that most have lost someone. To all of you my heart reaches out.
Also as a note the picture is not mine: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/187/0/2/cutie_mark__big_mac_by_blanishna-d568rk1.png
Right in the feels man, why you do this to me?
I think you meant 'thermometer'.
You meant 'conscious'?
Other than that, it is a very good and sad story.
This is great tragedy!
I>>1411734 Thank you for making me aware! While I am decently versed in English it is not my first language, so parts of it's structure and some spellings still maneage to evade me from time to time. And thank you very much for the constructive criticism. Again this is my first fic, and I want to get off to a good start, so anything you can think of feel free to tell me.
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Honestly, I figured thaumeter was intentional. Thaumaturgy is a term typically used in relation to magic, so I interpreted it as a play on words to indicate some sort of magic reading device. In that context, your mistake actually comes across as more informed, you may want to consider leaving it in.
1411938 this site is not for advertising....
There is terrible fics, there is bad fics, there is just ok fics, there is great fics, there is excelent fics and there is perfect fics. Your story is excelent.
I know the hell of loosing someone. You just want to forget, but can't. You just want to move on, but your mind stil lingers. Remeber the good times, and honour their memory.
This story made me cry. You know why? Because i can realte (sadly)
Just remember one thing:
Death leaves a heartache
No one can heal.
Love leaves a memory
No one can steal.
Please write the story of what hapened, and what caused Big Mac's death. it's a sad story, but i want to know
I reward you 1 star, 1 green thumb and 6 of 6 spikes. you have earned every single one of them
1412281 nice coincidence
1412382 That is... touching to say the least. Thank you from the bottom-most regions of my soul. Yes losing someone is hard... especially due to war. Regarding the cause of Big Mac's death I intended for this to be a "sequel" of a sorts for a larger story. Again thank you so much for your opinions
...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Man... that last part really reminded me of My Little Dashie. It just pulled my heartstrings. This must get featured!
Oh, and here are some mustaches:
Very well written. You should probably add the tragic tag though.
Would read, but I cant take tragedies...but it sounds good!
A beautiful story
and I am sorry for your loss. I am sorry for everyone's loss.
And indeed keep up the good work, I wish to find out what happened to Big Mac before the tragic event.
1537055 Thank you so much
and yes I know this was posted a while back but as soon as schools lets up a little bit I'll finish the full prequel. Again thank you, and I deeply appreciate the sentiment.
oh! how sad...how did he get hurt?
Wow....reminds me of a really sad episode of ER. I actually heard the theme song playing in my mind as I read this. Kudos man, kudos. Very sorry for your loss.
How could you
Good job anyway
Lol
Well there goes my heart. Great story by the way.
Gostei cara você sua historia esta incrivel eu chorei de tão trite que a historiar
e ingivel e trite e quero saber porque você matol o Bic Mac cara e seiro você tem que escrever como isso tudo acontecel