The water has always soothed me. The sounds of waves always makes me feel calm, makes me forget my sadness for just a moment. The sea is the tears that once fell from all the gods as they mourned their own loss. And that is comforting, in a way. I feel like I’m not alone, next to the ocean.

I never realized what the ocean had in store for me.

Long ago in the mythical land of Equestria, there lived a Stallion known far and wide for his bravery and courage. From the frozen mountains of Vanhoover to the dusty plains of Appleloosa, everypony had heard of this Stallion at one point in their life, and the stories told about him could almost be seen as legends, since they held such a special place in the hearts and minds of everyone who heard them.

Yet nopony knew his name.

On a stormy night, a group of ponies taking shelter at the town inn are startled by a loud banging at the door.

This story is a sequel to Patricidium

Sometimes it's just too hard to let go...

... When angels call.

He's gone, but he's still… here. I can feel him near me, in the room. He's watching me, forced to watch his own father's tears and sadness. I can't see him, but I can feel his sadness as well. I so desperately want to hold him and tell him everything's fine.

That's what a father does; he protects his foals no matter what.

I want to hold him. But he's gone.