Author's Note

[Safe for Woona] [Sad] [Suicidal Ideation]
Characters: [Fluttershy]
By Flutterpony

Sky by Flutterpony

In her solitude, painful tears fell and were never seen again. Whether they eventually met the Earth or were whisked away by strong winds, each droplet broken into a fine mist and transformed into tufts of cloud, neither she nor anyone she knew truly cared.

Fluttershy shivered as a gust blew over her. It was much colder this high up. The cloud on which she lay was thinner and, pegasus magic or no, it retained none of the warmth of puffier clouds.

Why did I have to fall as well? she asked. Perhaps it would be more bearable if only she knew her eventual fate. If she were a droplet, at least the outcomes of her descent would be limited. Falling in love, however, had no limit, whether up, down, or sideways. Right now, frankly, she felt inside out.

She'd confided in her friends that she loved a young foal and that they'd come close to consummating their bond, and, like her cloud, they offered her a little support, barely enough to keep her aloft, threatening that if she made even the slightest move, they'd give out and let her fall in a whole new way. She felt suffocated by more than the lack of air surrounding her--by fear. Maybe air is more than I deserve anyway, never mind warmth or comfort.

Fluttershy considered whether she might be able to satisfy them, to wait for the filly's maturity, and then she trembled and considered whether she could live without her friends. Finally, she looked down from the dangerous altitude, and she wondered whether butterflies would catch her the next time she fell.