I wrote this piece after seeing a rather emotional drawing from aguantegrimtales. That picture still sticks in my brain to this day. Perhaps it is because my job of performing military funerals so closely relates to what was illustrated by aguantegrimtales. So, I decided on CQ one night to jury-rig a sort of short story from a first person point of view that tells of a Canterlot Guard who, due to injury, serves on the Honor Guard and, in this particular story, must bury his close friend. I'm sure similar works exist out there and mine is far from excellent, but here's my two bits anyway. Feel free to comment and let me know what you think. Comments and criticism is the best way to improve. Thanks