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                  The Art of Passing Time                  
                      -by Samsam1155-                      
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                  To Witness Being Erased                  
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To Witness Being Erased
It was a sad day for Canterlot. For all of equestria really. One last heroic adventure, had led to tragedy. Silence was the only thing in the Grand Hall that afternoon. Five caskets lined up in a row in the front of the hall. Celestia and Luna sat behind them. The two senior Princesses barley managing to keep their composure. Spike, who was halfway into adulthood, stood nearby. Everypony in the room was dressed in black. The Choir began to sing. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94Zop1dRHOU)
"Oooooooh
"Remembrance, part of every life, numerous regrets, the art of passing time. Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days, eternal rest, to witness being erased."
Spike stepped forward, standing in front of the caskets, began to sing solo.
"It is seldom seen in this world of now. It is welcome universe and out. It is seen only from eyes of thine. Is it free, tis only by invite."
The Choir joined him in singing the chorus.
"Remembrance, part of every life, numerous regrets, the art of passing time. Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days, eternal rest, to witness being erased."
"To witness being erased"
At Spikes cue, the crowd split in half, revealing Twilight at the doors. She walked slowly forward as she sang.
"It is ponderous willing to know my fate, In its longest lingering while to wait."
She reached the caskets, Spike stepping aside.
"I can see memory take its tolls, I'm not ready, ready to let them go"
With tears spilling from her face, she joined in for the chorus, her voice struggling for composure.
"Remembrance, part of every life, numerous regrets, the art of passing time. Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days, eternal rest, to witness being erased."
Remembrance, part of every life
Twilight turned to face the crowd.
"Oooohhh"
Numerous regrets, the art of passing time
"Ahhhhhahhh"
Not one forgets spent nights of chasing days
"Not one forgets"
Eternal rest to witness being erased
"Eternal rest"
"To witness being erased"
Twilight stepped forward as the music went silent.
"Rememberance, part of every life, numerous regrets, the art of passing time. The art of passing time."
Finally, she let the tears flow, Spike wrapping her in an embrace. The whole of Equestria joined in mourning, Their heroes were dead, and their princesses greatest friends. Celestia stepped forward, and began the ulegy.