The Endgame Letters

Anon sat at his desk. His beautiful desk, made by Big Mac as a gift for helping him gather the courage to ask out the mare of his dreams, Fluttershy. He picked up his quill, a feather from Twilight Sparkle and a feather from Rainbow Dash, magically fused into one feather that never aged and never dulled. He dipped it into his inkpot, a shimmering obsidian pot with an emerald top, molded together by magical dragonfire, from Spike as a thank you for being there in his darkest hour. He was eighty years old, and knew he would not be here much longer. He could here Faust calling for him, so he had to be quick.

Dear friends that I have so sorrowfully departed,

I am sorry I will not be around to see you. Ponies live much longer than humans. You have not realized it yet, but I am dying. I have hidden the effects of aging with a complex spell performed by Discord himself. Thank you for that, so they didn't worry. I will not be around much longer, and I wish for some things to be fulfilled. Enclosed within this package are letters I have written to each one of you, with instructions, VERY specific instructions, only meant for the intended readers' eyes only, as they are filled with personal information that only they need to hear. Now, don't be sad. I'll watch down from above. When it is hot, I will try and send a breeze. Think of me. When it is cold, I shall guide you to warmth. Think of me. Now, to begin, I love each and every one of you. I beg you, do not be sad. I never wanted a funeral. I wanted an event, in honor of a friend, with music, cheerfulness, and happy memories. Do not try to bring me back. Do not miss me. I will always be there. Now, each of you got into your respective rooms, and read the Endgame Letters. These letters are my will, my wishes, and my dying words. Forgive me for not telling you, but dying... Such is the way of life. I am not scared. Not for me. I am scared for you. Do not mourn me; my life was well and full. I am glad to make such wonderful friends. Friends who would stick by me through the end of the world if need be. I know I cannot stop you from missing me, but do not be sad, nor angry, nor upset. Be happy I lived a full and healthy life. Be joyful I can see you again later. Be ecstatic in the fact that you are my friends. Please, go read your letters. I love you all, and I shall see you in the Great Beyond!