Chronic Reincarnation

My tenth life after the Nightmare Moon incident started in the cold month of December. I was born in the little town of Ponyville on the sixteenth of the month. I was born as a Pegasus with a pink coat and a green mane. I had aqua-turquoise eyes and while I was a stallion my muzzle was less defined and more feminine. So began my life, the life of Jamin Rose. Growing up I knew I was different, I could use magic and was able to feel others emotions as if they were a physical thing.

In school I was always the one who would be kind to others but stand up against bullies and this led to many fights. I would, from time to time, fight anypony who made fun of me. I was one of those ponies, who bullies liked to pick on, but I would either turn them from their ways by showing kindness or I would fight time. I had my fair share of fights in elementary school. From the first one, where I bit the other pony on the fore-leg, to duking it out with another fourth grader, I was a pony who wouldn’t really take the horse-apples that the bullies tried to dish out.

My life went on and I got lucky. I got into a nice school were I made friends and had fun, and then came the day where I got my cutie mark. It was a slow process but it came from my love of tending to flowers. My cutie mark was a rose that was just blooming, and this cutie mark led me to my current job, selling flowers. I love my work and I will always love it. Owning a flower stand was hard at times, but it was worth it.

It was actually around my twentieth birthday when Willow walked into my life again. Willow came to get flowers for his annual ritual and that is how he found me. He chose to come and visit my show since it was the closest to where he was heading. I was surprised when he thought I was a mare, though I must admit, having more effeminate features led to that happening a lot. Willow may have been a bit surprised to find out that it was me, but he was happy none the less. So we proceeded to go to the old castle in the Everfree Forest where Willow preformed his annual ritual.

Willows ritual was a simple ritual. It was to remember his charge Princess Luna who was trapped in the moon and still consumed by that nightmare-ish form. Candles were burned, flowers set out, songs sung and dances danced. I was usually invited to the rituals, save for the centennial ones, as Willow liked to have some company while doing the ritual and I knew Princess Luna too, so I was more than glad to take part in the remembrance ritual.

That night we sang and danced all night, having a good time remembering The Princess of the Night. That night we were happier than we had ever been. We were together at last and we were happy to be with each other again. Life kept at it’s usually pace and then things changed. Life became less peaceful.

We saw the return of Nightmare Moon I had to hold Willow back from trying to defeat the Nightmare. I watched as my great granddaughter, Twilight Sparkle, take off after Nightmare Moon. Before long word came that my great granddaughter and her friends had defeated the darkness of the Nightmare and returned Princess Luna to the land of Equestria. I had never seen Willow so happen as when he got to see Princess Luna again. They were able to spend time together again, after one thousand years it is normal for ponies to wish to spend time together again.

Not half a year later came another old enemy, Discord. The very spirit of chaos himself, and he found a way to stop me and Willow from interfering in his plant, admittedly, locking the two of us up in a cave wasn’t the worst thing that he had done. So we enjoyed ourselves, at least, the best we could. In the end, discord was stopped and we were free again.

We also happened to be in Canterlot for a wedding and low and behold a race that I thought was long dead and gone appears again. Changelings, creatures who live off of emotions and can disguise themselves as any pony they have seen, were swarming all of Canterlot. Willow and I knew that they would, inevitably, lose so we made it a competition to see who could knock out the most changelings.

Willow used his offensive spells to knock them out of the air and out cold while I created “clubs” of magic to knock them out. We fought for a good half hour before a pink wave sent all of the changelings flying out of Canterlot. It was a pity too, I would have loved to have counted them all up when we were done, but oh well. We had fun and that was all that mattered.

Then came a very fateful day, all of Ponyville was thrown into chaos as Twilight Sparkle used an ancient spell. That day she altered the destinies of her friends and caused a lot of chaos. In the end though, she was able to fix her mistake and much to our surprise she ascended to become and Alicorn. The most powerful of the pony races, Alicorns are the natural leaders of pony kind and my great granddaughter had become one.

So here we are, in the present, back where we started with this book and the end of the tale for now. Now I think I will go join Willow in watching the sun set. It is really beautiful to see the sun setting over the Everfree Forest. This is all for now.

The End