You Are My Sister

    "So, how have things been?" Rainbow Strike asked his daughter.

    "Not as good as you'd think." the mare replied.

    "Where are they?" Rainbow Strike looked the mare in the eyes.

    The mare said nothing, as she walked into the forest, with her head down. Rainbow Strike followed. They came to a beautiful clearing. Butterflies and ladybugs danced around the two stones that stood in the center.

    "You three would come here often." Rainbow Strike said, "The best flier in the world and the best sibling ever, huh?" He read their graves.

    "It's true, isn't it?" the mare replied, sitting in front of the graves.

    "It sure is."

    "Y'know, that one is empty." she pointed at the first's grave.

    "Never found her, right?" Rainbow Strike asked.

    "Yeah. Sometimes... in my dreams... I see her staggering out of the bombing. Like she lived through it." the mare smiled, "It feels nice to smile, I haven't in so long."

    "It's nice to be here, relaxing, rather than a bloody Trottingham." Rainbow Strike said.

    "It's so peaceful. Like nothing is wrong in the world." the mare giggled, "Right, Dad?"

    "Yes. I could just stay here forever." Rainbow Strike smiled, "With my only living daughter."

    The mare stretched her wings out. "Race?" she asked.

    "You're on." Rainbow Strike said. The two Pegasi raced around the clearing, like they had when younger. The happy memories. The happy memories are all you need. They're all you need to have fun.

    "I won." Rainbow Strike said.

    "In your dreams." the mare said.

    Rainbow Strike hugged the mare. "You know I love you..." he said, "Ardor?"

    "I love you too." Ardor said to her father.