Through Her Lens

by SandyShores

Epilogue

Epilogue

Rarity sat in her chair against the window, it was late and she was reading the Ponyville Inquirer, they had a featured article on a local dressmaker turned hero. When she felt a slight surge of pain run through her leg, she reached over onto her nightstand and grabbed the small bottle of aspirin.

She downed a few pills with some wine, and although the aspirin didn’t help the pain much, Rarity knew the wine would knock her out soon enough, as she poured herself another glass.

She put down the magazine she’d been reading after she determined it was mostly feel good nonsense, the damn article hadn’t even mentioned Applejack, so she made her way over to a second supply of books that her friend had dropped off.

This time her friend brought her some books that Rarity could actually sink her teeth into, she grabbed the one she’d been reading ‘A Rose to Kill For’ and opened it back up to where she left off.

After a while of reading while leaned against the window, she heard the faint sound of music, she placed the book face down and realized one of her subjects must be home.

She grabbed her camera and focused on the source of the music, she noticed the grey mare beginning her practice on the violin once again. This time however, she must’ve opened the window slightly, just enough that Rarity was finally able to hear the wonderful and certainly mastered sounds from the violist. She watched in awe as the mare continued her routine, and although the sound was very faint, Rarity found her music to be absolutely incredible. She continued to watch the mare’s stunning talent, but she couldn’t help but wonder about the pony from the photo frame from a few days ago.

Rarity went back to her reading before she again found herself drawn to another pony that she’d been wondering about, she heard indistinctive chatter and looked over at the source. She found Cherilee laughing in her kitchen as she walked an apple pie over to the coffee table. Rarity tilted her camera and found Big Macintosh lay on the couch stifling a short laugh. She watched as they both playfully chatted.

After a few minutes of playful banter, Big Mac looked into Cherilee’s eyes and must’ve whispered something beautiful, because the next thing Rarity knew Cherilee had jumped onto Big Mac as they began their embrace. After a long passionate kiss, the two made their way up and out of the living room, like excited filly’s they ran into the bedroom, where Rarity’s show was cut short.

Rarity managed a short laugh to herself. ‘What a catch, Cherilee.’ She was about to pick back up her novel, but she noticed Hemingway as he sat at his desk, she knew she had to see what he was up to as well.

He was sitting at his desk biting at his hoof, he seemed anxious. He heard a knock on the door and made his way over to answer it, he opened it and talked to a delivery pony who handed him a late night shipment, a large brown box. He signed for it and slid the box across the floor, clearly excited to open it.

He tore it opened and smiled as if he’d just won the lottery. He let his hooves fall into the box as he lifted several books and placed them on his desk. Rarity shifted the lens over as was able to read the spines of the books ‘The Night Garden’ was written on the side of each book he placed down. He walked over to his stack of books and lifted the first one up; he ran a hoof over the cover and opened it up to feel the page. He spent several minutes admiring the craftsmanship of the final book, and when he was satisfied with it’s finished quality he set the book back down and opened up his cigar box.

He pulled out the one that he’d been saving and let in sit in his mouth as he enjoyed the aroma again. He pulled out a fancy lighter and did some little trick to pop it open before he lit up the cigar. He puffed it away as he picked back up the book and admired his own work.

Rarity grabbed a notepad and wrote down the name of the book, she had to read it. After a while of enjoying his victory smoke he grabbed several of the books and ran out of the house, presumably to brag to family or friends. Rarity was glad that she was able to watch him enjoy himself, and couldn’t wait to read his work.

Rarity spent the next several hours switching between reading her own book, and peering out of her window to see if anything else was happening. After a few hours of waiting she heard a knock on the door of one of her neighbors and Rarity shot up to see who it was.

After a quick scan, she determined the source to be the grey violist’s door. She brought her camera up and watched as she carefully placed the violin on the bed and fixed her hair to open the door. When she opened it she yelled out in excitement and let the pony in, where Rarity got a good look at her. She was a white unicorn with purple goggles resting on top of her head. They looked at each for a moment before they quickly embraced in a hug.

They walked over to the bed where the violin sat, and Rarity realized the unicorn must’ve missed the concert, which is why her violist friend was so upset a few days ago. The White unicorn sat on a chair in the corner of the room, while the grey mare carefully picked back up her instrument and quietly reenacted the concert in her bedroom. The unicorn just watched in silent awe as her friend finally had the only important member in the audience listening to her melody.

After a while Rarity found herself tearing up, but she wasn’t sure why. Was it because her writer finally found success, or because Cherilee found someone who’d treat her right, or was it even just watching the grey violist playing her most important private concert for a close friend, she wasn’t sure, but for the last time she looked out her window and over to the pitch black house that was once home to a happy couple. Rarity cried, because although she hadn’t let her husband get away with the murder, she also was unable to save the innocent blue pegasus.

After she’d cried all she could she made her way over to the bed and after a short struggle she was able to fall into sheets, with the last thought running through her head before she fell into sleep being ‘I’m so sorry Violet Rose, but I won’t ever forget you.’

Comments

[La Barata]

You could at least give credit to Hitchcock in the description.

[MidnightDancer]

2303036 yeah, this. You took an excellent classic film and ponified it, it'd be nice for those unfamiliar with the film to know where the idea came from so they can see the original ^^

[La Barata]

2303036 Or anywhere else, really. Between the failure to give credit and some of your comments, it looks an awful lot like you're trying to take credit for everything.

But I know you wouldn't do that.

[Alpha Scorpii]

We see the neighbours again for the epilogue. Nice touch.

I liked the story. Pretty tense, it got me hooked from beginning to end. Good job.

[DanvilleBengal]

Before I comment this, I just want to say that I'm writing this comment w/o the pleasure of actually reading the narrative, so please don't assume that I'm gonna be a negative nilly or anything like that .

This reminds me alot of Disturbia, the thriller where Shia LaBeouf is in house arrest and happens to see his neighbor do some heinous things. It was a delicious ride, and I could completely feel for the main character, especially since it appeared that he had burned a few bridges too many. Thankfully, there were still some bridges that was intact.

Just from seeing the synopsis of this, I'm gonna to enjoy this immensely. Perfect bull's eye that Rarity is the protagonist, even if the broken leg is a bit of a Chekhov's gun (is that the proper way of saying that? )/ This looks to definitely be a keeper.

[La Barata]

2303214 Disturbia was a pathetic attempt to 'modernize' rear window.

It failed miserably.

[Fucking No One]

How interesting. Perhaps you would you be willing to inform me where you acquired this idea from?

[DanvilleBengal]

I have now read it. Very entertaining. It was well made. Each of the characters was depicted beautifully, from Applejack's honesty to Rarity allowing her mind to slightly waver when she indirectly witnessed the crime of Buck the stallion. I do feel some sympathy for the demise of Violet Rose though,

The scene--the final confrontation between Buck and Rarity--really installed a feeling of dread going on. And then, when it showed Sweetie watch her sister unconscious as well as that brute of a stallion fall out of the window--*whew* I was going for a loop. Luckily, Rarity survived, thought it cost her another broken leg.

As for the downvotes to my previous comment, I apologize, Disturbia was the first thing that came to mind, hence the comment, I am sorry that so many of you thought that it was a poor attempt at the concept; I personally liked Disturbia. However, it does possibly mean that I do need to continue to broaden my horizons.

Anyway, author, you did a commendable job. Thanks for the neat mystery!!

[SandyShores]

2303309 Some old movie gave my the idea, you've probably never heard of it.

[MidnightDancer]

2303611 It's more than the idea, you pretty much just copied it and ponified it a little. Kind of disappointing, tbh-would have been better if you had been honest about it.

[Fucking No One]

2303611 I'm sure. You should still give credit, though. Even if it is from another generation, that doesn't excuse taking an idea from someone else and passing it off as your own.

[SandyShores]

2304511 Definitely think y'all have the wrong idea about me so let me be somewhat clear.

Rear Window is 1953 film by director Alfred Hitchcock, it is fucking fantastic, and one of my films of all time. I don't think I ever claimed to come up with the concept, but in case we have any confusion.

This is clearly a retelling of Rear Window. Not Disturbia. Not Futurama.

But also I'm not the type to apologize, so if this comment in any way fails to suit any needs for an actual apology, I invite you to go down to your local chocolate factory and go fudge yourself. Thanks for reading!

[Fucking No One]

2304562 Refusing to apologize when you have made an error is a spectacular way to find yourself surrounded by people who would be more than happy to rip your limbs from your body and eat them in front of you.

[Fucking No One]

It is good that you gave credit where it is due, however. Very good, indeed.

[MidnightDancer]

2304562 So what I'm getting from this is that you're pissed you got caught, presumably because you thought that there wouldn't be much overlap between my little pony fans and fans of Mr. Hitchcock

At least you gave credit, though in a snarky way, and only after being called out/taking all the praise as if it was actually earned by you

So hey! Can't expect much more from you, apparently

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[SandyShores]

2304577 Or find yourself choked and locked in a trunk. Only this time there won't be a fashion designer to catch my killer.

[SuperPinkBrony12]

Ouch the guilt looks like it's going to plague Rarity for the rest of her life. It's o.k. Rarity you did all you could.

Also so now Rarity's a slight alcoholic, well I guess I should insert the generic "Confound these ponies! They drive me to drink!" or "Go home Rarity you're drunk!"

[Callisto]

I loved it. There's one little thing that I had a problem with, however. A violist is someone who plays the viola. A violinist is someone who plays the violin. Just a little pet peeve throughout the story...

The story was really well told, and I enjoyed that Applejack was the one helping Rarity, even though she can't lie very well. I also love you put portrayal of Rarity. I feel like it's the type of personality that Lauren Faust intended with Rarity from the beginning.

I've never watched Hitchcock before. Maybe 1 or 2 movies, but I've always been afraid to watch scary movies, Hitchcock included. I did, however, recognize the story from The Simpsons. I keep remembering Bart telling Lisa that Ned Flanders killed his wife. Just an odd thing to remember a reading a pony story.

anyways, great job! I'm going to fave it!

[Unholy_rarity]

Just saying i love this so very much great story

[JFalk]

This was a very good adaptation of Hitchcock's classic movie (itself an adaptation of a Cornell Woolrich's short story). You did a good job with the chapter of Rarity and Applejack (why she is not tagged? )

Maybe you could add the tags Mystery/Thriller?