The Tale of Rosemary and Blackstone

by Princess Glitzy

Rating: teen
Tags: Pinkie Pie, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Pie Sisters, Sad, Other, Romance, Original Character
Length: 1028

'Tis a tale of two ponies, living very different lives, who fall in love.

'Tis a tale of two ponies, living very different lives, who fall in love.

This was inspired by the song You'll Be In My Heart by Phil Collins.

Published 2013-08-10 21:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-10 21:00:02 UTC

Once Upon A Time...

"Momma! Tell a story!" Pinkamina smiled up at her mother.

"Dear, you know that I don't like it when you get excited like that." She looked away guiltily.

"Sorry." Rockell put a foreleg around her daughter.

"Don't worry, it's just that your father doesn't like excitement. He's a bit boring." Suddenly, she smiled broadly and began laughing. "Yes, I guess that was funny."

"So, can you tell me a story?" She was about to decline when she saw her daughter's pleading eyes staring up at her.

"But, you'll be late for bed." The adorable eyes were persistent. "I don't know many stories." Those eyes, how can I say no? "Fine, but you'll need to get your sisters. I'm not reading unless I have an audience to hear my wonderful voice!" Pinkamina let out a giggle before running out of the room to get Inkie and Blinkie.

Rockell searched through her mind, looking for a story. There was one that my mother told me years ago. I don't think I know any other ones and she told me when I was about their age.

It was then that Pinkamina, followed by her two sisters, walked in. She hopped up on the bed and clapped her hooves excitedly. "What story are you going to read to us?"

"The Tale of Rosemary and Blackstone." Inkie cocked her head out of confusion.

"I've never heard of that story before. What's it about?" Rockell's face lit up.

"It's a wonderful story I heard from by mom when I was your age. It taught me a lot about love."

"Eww! Love! Colts have cooties!" Inkie and Pinkie shook their heads in agreement.

"Blinkie, one day colts will stop being gross and it' a beautiful thing when you realize that you love somepony."

"Uhh, I'm starting to rethink my decision mom. I'm a little tired. Yaaawwwwwnnnnn!" Rockell frowned at her daughter.

"That sounded nothing like a yawn and you're not getting out of listening to the story now!"

"Ahhhhhwwwww." The three daughters whined in unison. The stern face of their mother silenced them.

"Let's begin the story."

Rosemary had smiled

The meadow was in full bloom

This mare could frolic

Rose loved the meadow

'Twas a place to clear her head

'Twas a happy place

Blackstone mined the rocks

'Twas the immigrant's career

He never had free time

Black had lived far away

He dreamed of a better life

He finally got it

Rosemary could share

She would say her dreams and goals

Love was her main goal

Rose had many friends

She had never been in love

She wished for a mate

Blackstone loved this life

He wanted something more though

He desired somepony

Black wished for some friends

He hoped for a companion

He longed for a mare

Rosemary found Black

She had stumbled upon the mine

'Twas there that they met

Rose watched him with care

She knew that he was the one

She walked over to him

Blackstone grabbed her hoof

She looked very beautiful

Her smile was so kind

Black kissed her soft lips

Their hearts were beating as one

Their hearts set aflutter

Rosemary loved him

They saw each other each day

They had each other

Rose looked at his face

She cherished his friendly eyes

She held hooves with him

Blackstone had snuck out

The meadow is their secret spot

It made each day great

Black always saw her

She always took up his every thought

She was his princess

Rosemary was scared

Ponies cared about breaking laws

'Twas their greatest fear

Rose worried for them

Others did not approve of them

Others said it was wrong

Blackstone did not care

He chose to take the strong risk

Their pairing was very wrong

Black knew of the law

'Twas that migrants could not date

'Twas said that it's wrong

Rosemary also knew

Mares could not date any settlers

It was forbidden

Rose continued it

She stood by him through it

She loved him anyway

Blackstone was attacked

The town did not want him there

The mob would kill him

Black would miss his love

He knew that he must stay strong

He thought about her

Rosemary ran fast

A friend had told her the news

Black was in danger

Rose's heart beat faster

She'd save him no matter what

She knew this was big

Blackstone frowned slightly

This was the end and he knew

Gone was his great life

Black was to be killed

They got progressively closer

They thought it was right

Rosemary saw this

She said "Please, take me instead!"

His life had been saved

Rose looked at him

She kissed Blackstone one last time

She frowned with teary eyes

Blackstone screamed to her

"I'm not worth it! Save yourself!"

His attempts had failed

Black watched them hurt her

She smiled and mouthed "I love you."

She slowly closed her eyes

Rosemary was dying

The pain was unbearable

Bruises covered her

Rose thought about him

She knew that it was worth it

She let death take her

Blackstone screamed in grief

Tears flowed heavily

He ran to his love

Black cradled her body

He rocked back and forth singing

"You'll be in my heart~!"

Rosemary had smiled

The meadow was in full bloom

Angels flew around

Rose watched from above

She had continued to sing

"No matter what they say~!"

"Mommy, why was it so sad?" Inkie turned to her mother with tears in her eyes.

"Sometimes in love you must make sacrifices. Love isn't always perfect, but it's always worth it."

"Thank you for the story, mom." Blinkie laid her head on her mother's lap.

"One day you will be beautiful mares and you will find wonderful coltfriends. If you love them and anything gets in your way, I want you to remember this story."

"Goodnight mommy." Pinkamina smiled before pulling up the covers and drifting off to sleep.

"Goodnight dear."

Author's Note

I tried to write the story within the story like a haiku. I know a few lines are messed up (too many syllables or bad wording), but I hope you enjoy this story.