Memoirs

by TheFierySkyMare

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad, Romance
Length: 443

Sweetpetal finds letters writen by her best friend in the months leading up to the worst day of her life.

This is sort of a sequel to my other story, Swan Song. I chose to write this in honor of my Aunt Dottie, who recently passed away because of cancer. I never got the chance to introduce her to this wonderful universe of technicolor ponies. She would've loved it.

May contain implications of romantic feelings between two mares. Don't like it? Too bad for you. I'm adding the Romance tag just in case.
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While going around her best friend's house and helping her get around after so many years in the hospital, Sweetpetal finds letters. Not just any letters. Even though the young unicorn and her best friend, Swan Melody, were forbidden from see each other, Swan still wrote. She wrote letters that she knew would never be sent.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-19 02:51:18 UTC

1- Friendship

Dear Sweetpetal,

I doubt that you were expecting to get a letter from me of all ponies. We just left eachother a few weeks ago. I wanted to know if you were doing okay. Are your eyes any better? I swear, if I ever get my hooves on those Timberwolves, I’ll give them some real wounds to think about! Haha, you know. I still feel like crap after what they did to you. If only I had been stronger, maybe you could still… Nevermind. Let’s not talk about that. Anyways, the doctors said I could write letters to you every month. They said something about me being too sick to see anypony. I don’t know what they’re talking about, I feel like I could eat a cow! Metaphorically speaking; of course. Who would actually eat one of those? I used to live next to one, for Celestia’s sake! She was really nice, too.  Anyways, I’m really sorry. I don’t intend to get so off topic so many times during my future letters. We’ll just have to see, now won’t we? I miss talking to you for real. You still come in too! I really like it when you come in. However, I’m also really sad because I wasn’t able to help you. Now you can’t see, and it’s all my fault. I’m sorry. I need to stop thinking that way about what happened. At least you’re alright now. You’re getting your treatment.

Okay, sorry for rambling. That’s been happening a lot lately. It must be all the meds the docs have me on. Things are going well here. The doctors say that whatever sickness I have is going away, so that’s good. I’m not sure I believe them. From what I’ve been able to hear coming from outside my room, it’s a pretty rare condition. It’s no big deal, though. I take my medicine like a good pony, even though it takes like absolute horseapples! I can’t wait until I don’t have to take it anymore! It's already getting boring, being cooped up in here! I need to stretch my wings! Don't worry, once I get out of here, I'm going to take you flying with me! I dunno how. Maybe I'll have to carry you. But you might be able to use your magic to keep yourself aloft. Hm.

On another topic, your parents dropped by the other day! They told me that your dog had a litter of puppies. Congratulations! I wish I could have seen them, but, well,  I'm in here. Two males and a female, they told me.They must be so cute and fuzzy!

Your friend,

Swan Melody