My Dear Shy - Rick's Lament

It's been a day after the event when Celestia appeared on my television's screen.  The day she revealed a horrific truth that the reason the blanket and the feather traveled back in time with me was that it was her exact doing.  I was infuriated with mourning rage.  Couldn't she have done it without causing too much pain already?  First she took Fluttershy away, and then she discreetly cast a spell that caused the blanket (which so happened to withhold a piece of Fluttershy's feather) to travel back in time with me, thus triggering the fond memories.

The nerve of her...

When she showed herself to me from my television's screen after seeing that I remembered, she bestowed me a choice to compensate for the grief and sorrow she inadvertently caused: A chance to go and live in Equestria, to be once again reunited with Fluttershy.

I didn't expect to have been given an opportunity.  I mean, going to Equestria?  That'd be a brony's dream come true.  Not to mention it'd be living the life of every child's fantasy.  I had an intense moment thinking about those two choices.  I really wanted to go there, I really did, but there were other concerns that were holding me back; what if things wouldn't go well as they had planned even if I did live on Equestria?  Would I just be an abomination to their society?  Would I even fit with their society?  If I go there, I'd lose all the effort I've poured my life into here on Earth.

In conclusion, I chose to stay.  But before Celestia had to go, I had to make one last request: I wanted Celestia to cast some sort of protection spell on my diary, allowing only those born from my seed to read its contents so that he/she can understand the true values of love and kindness.

Celestia, with gratefulness, gladly accepted to fulfill my request.  The spell now permits only my first born to read my diary, and nobody else.  Afterwards, Celestia just... vanished, never to be seen again.

And now I sit here, writing my journal, in my home's office with every traceable memory of Fluttershy and our bond that we once had.  I'm sure I'll manage, but the question is... for how long?