A day to love and a day to suffer
The time was a short while after sunset, the time when most ponies would go back to their homes and stay with family or go out with friends, maybe even relax alone.
But today was different. Today was a special day for many ponies, a day meant for love and to be with your special somepony, or for those who have Luna’s luck on their side, finding and joining with their very own special pony. Romantic dinners, romantic walks, romantic anything. It was all about love today, and a happy day for most. Even now ponies would be out with one another, enjoying the beautiful night.
There was one pony however who walked in the evening breeze that carried a light snow, between the rustling trees near the forest path. The stallion had a navy blue coat and a mane that held the colours of pale blue and cyan, his tail was identical to his mane. Even midst the chilly season he wore no boots to protect his hooves from the cold, just a plain brown cloak. He was going to a destination he knew like the back of his hoof. He had been there at least once a week for the past month, meeting somepony.
The stallion carried two saddlebags, one on each of his cutie marks. His mark was a plain open book with lines scribbled across the two pages. The wind was blowing weakly through his mane and coat as he got closer and closer to his destination. He knew what to expect when he got there but it didn’t make the trip any less painful.
After a few more minutes of walking, the clearing where she waited for him was there. He made no change in expression or his pace of walking. He walked up to the tree that stood tall and proud beside her and sat down, laying his back on the bark. The stallion sat there for a moment, in pure silence, gathering up his thoughts before breaking it.
“Hi there Lily, it’s been awhile hasn’t it?” He said, speaking almost monotonously to the tombstone that lay in front of him.
“The last time I came was last Monday and it’s Friday today. You remember don’t you? The great news I had about you-our book.” All he was given in return was the quiet sounds of the falling snow.
“I wish you were here today. You created something amazing yet you couldn’t even see it flourish like I did. But that’s not the only reason why I wish you were still here Lily.”
“When we were working together, do you remember how I joked about neither of us having a special somepony multiple times? Saying how we should find the one to complete our hearts? Well since day one I did find my special somepony. It was you.”
“I never had the chance to say what I wanted to say. I was always too shy, and because of my hesitation you died without knowing my true feelings for you.”
“Today was going to be the day that I would tell you. I wanted it to be special, something neither of us could forget. A romantic evening, just the two of us over on a hill not too far from here.” He pointed towards the direction that the path followed. “Heck, I even had an entire plan set up. I would ask you to a small picnic over on the hill I mentioned before. It’s peaceful there. We would sit back and relax, eat some sandwiches, maybe do a little writing and talk about things. Even if things didn’t go the way I wanted, either I wouldn’t have the nerve to tell you or some other complication, it wouldn’t have been a problem for me. I would be okay with that since I got to spend an entire afternoon with the one I love, whether or not you knew.” He explained, leaving out the unnecessary details. The blue stallion stood up from his spot.
“I have two things for you.” He picked up the saddlebags he placed beside himself and took off the strap that held the contents inside. Slowly he put his hoof inside of it and took out the first object. It was a red rose in near perfect condition, plain and simple but beautiful.
“Do you remember that one flower I had on my table, the one I kept in a vase and asked you to be careful around it? It was sometime after I met you that I found it. I was walking in the forests around town, enjoying the scenery, when it caught my eye. It looked like just regular rose, resting among the other flowers that surrounded the path. I don’t know what it was about it, but I could just feel that it was special and it reminded me about you, common but eye catching. So I took it home and thought it would be perfect for this day.” He walked up slowly, making fresh hoofprints in the fallen snow, taking the beautiful rose and placing it on top of her tombstone.
“I have one more thing for you.” He went through his bag once more, reaching for the second item. Once again he took out an object, but this time it was much smaller and compact. A small black box, with a cotton layer surrounding the tough interior. “Someponies might call me crazy for doing this, especially since we’ve only known each other for a short while, but that small amount of time was a big moment in my life. Never before have I been so infatuated with another pony. It wasn’t like love at first sight or anything cliche like that but over time, with all your great qualities like your adorable laugh, your beautiful smile and your great sense of humor. Maybe it was those things put together and all your other amazing qualities that made me like you.” He waited patiently for a response that could never come.
“What’s in the box you ask? Well it’s hard to explain but i’ll try.” He flared up his horn and surrounded the box with his cyan aura, a simple telekinesis spell. “They say the reason why we were given a pair of eyes and a pair of ears but only one heart was because it’s incomplete without another’s beside it. My heart has one partner.” Slowly the lid of the box parted, revealing the crystal ring inside. “Even if your gone, my heart will continue to follow you and will stay that way until I join you. The ring here is known as the twin’s desire, a ring that was made from lovestone and emits a faint red glow when it is within a certain distance of its twin.” Once more he flared up his horn and a small gem appeared from underneath his coat, a thread and a tiny metal ring holding it together to form a necklace. “This is its other part of it, only it’s a much more simple.” He put his necklace back underneath his cloak and put the box on her gravestone, closing it before doing so, as to prevent any snow to ruin the accessory inside. He paused, unsure of what to say next.
“I-I,” He choked on the very few letters he spoke. Through the cover of the snow, tears fell onto the snowy ground beneath him. “I’m sorry Lily. I-I shouldn’t have waited.”
“It’s okay Tales and I love you to.” A voice whispered behind him. It was quiet and almost nonexistent but it was there.
“Lily?!” Tales quickly turned his head, the tears flying out of his eyes, to see dissapointment. All that lay in his vision were the various snow covered trees, still blowing in the wind. Look at me now, the cold must be making me hallucinate. Lily’s gone and has been for awhile, it was just my head playing tricks on me.
“It’s been fun, but I have to get back now. It’s getting late and I don’t want to be stuck out in a blizzard like we did before.” He gave a small smile and wiped the tears off of his eyes. “Goodbye for now Lily.” Tales picked up his saddlebags and strapped them to his sides, where the used to rest. “I’ll see you next time.” He said walking away from the tombstone, back onto the forest path back to Ponyville.
Lilian Ambergrove
10-20-982
01-11-1003
May she rest in peace
Author's Note
Just a one shot story I whipped up over the weekend for hearts and hooves day later this week. It was fun to write, mess around with dead but not forgotten love.
~SS
