Tis a Kindness (Fluttershy Grimdark)

Fluttershy drew the blinds and went over to the body. She cried openly over the corpse, it looked as though the poor filly was simply sleeping, but she knew very clearly it was not so. She will never forgive herself, she doesn’t deserve forgiveness for her actions but she knows what she did was right. It was a mercy, the greatest kindness of all, to keep an innocent young pony from having to grow in a world of corruption, havoc, mayhem, and terror.

Night was approaching; the copper-blood sunset was in the sky, signaling the coming of the moon. Fluttershy went into the kitchen, her motions forced with little emotion behind them. She was acting purely mentally, her motions almost mechanic in nature. She retrieved a bag from the pantry and brought it into the center of the cottage and opened it on the floor, the bag filled with food scraps that were clearly in a state of rot. The bag was helpful in the aid to grow the various plants of the forest so that the animals may be able to feed themselves when they desired, but now it may be used to feed the more tricky animals of the wild. She slid the body into the sack, and buried it beneath the decomposing matter, the coat of the creature stained easily and quickly became filthy, the purple and white mane turned brown and green in the compost, and the smells were indistinguishable. She opened the door to the cottage and left, heaving the bag along with her.

She traveled deep into the forest with the bag until she was quite a ways from Ponyville and any potential for prying eyes. She removed the body from the bag and laid it upon the green forest floor. It was now covered in rotted pieces of decomposing matter, splotches of slime on parts of its coat, and the mane which was so wonderfully groomed was now ruffled, scattered, and with splatters of brown grease. There were very dark marks on the neck and side of the head of this body, precisely what was to be expected from the actions that preceded this journey. Though her actions were done precisely as she desired them, with no anticipation nor hesitation, she could still no longer bear to allow her eyes to continue to wander. She turned away and retrieved the sack and trudged back to her cottage.

What’s done is done, the bears, wolves, and creatures of carrion shall feast well tonight. It’ll likely take a few days until the body is finally gone along with the bones and what will be left is nothing more than a few bits. The filly will be missed, certainly, but she arrived alone and it’s only understandable she would leave alone. She seemed like such a clearly independent filly, so claiming she galloped on home by herself wouldn’t be out of the question. However the truth behind the disappearance of Diamond Tiara will be left only to one individual, the yellow pegasus named Fluttershy.