Sparkle of Darkness

Dear Princess Celestia,

It’s been just a month after your emissary found us in such a sorry state in the basement of Sugar Cube Corner, but I think Twilight would be proud of the progress we’ve all made. I’m not letting Applejack and Rainbow Dash out of sight again, that’s for sure. We’ve started communicating properly again, just like before the horrid incident. That’s probably all we ever needed to do, really.

Rainbow’s rehabilitation has been going splendidly. She’s been sober since the Sugar Cube Corner incident. It’s amazing how addicted a pony can get after just one week of reliance on those wretched pills! Fortunately, she’s getting over her withdrawal. Her wings are still very weak and her coordination leaves much to be desired, but the doctors say that if she keeps doing her exercises, stays sober and otherwise lives a healthy life she should be able to fly again within a few months. Being earthbound is taking its toll on the poor pegasus, but she knows we’re doing all we can to get her in the skies again. She knows we’re all doing our best, but she’s acting quite stubborn and narcissistic. It’s good to have the old Rainbow Dash back.

Applejack hasn’t gone so far as to renounce her religion, which is understandable. I have managed to convince her to cut back her church contributions and to keep her dogma away from Apple Bloom. She can make her own decisions in this matter when she’s old enough. Nor is she forcing this weird heresy on Rainbow and I as much as she did at first, thankfully.

I realise that, in your great wisdom and mercy, you know how best to handle Pinkie Pie. She’s a danger to society and frankly insane, and one must question if she can ever be truly rehabilitated. Still, she was our friend for a long time, and Applejack, Rainbow Dash and I would all like to know what you’re doing with her. Any information would be appreciated, but I understand if you choose to withhold it from us.

Twilight made the ultimate sacrifice for us. I still blame myself for what happened in the tunnels, but I’m no longer trying to simply outrun my guilt. I’m staying here with my friends. I’ve glued myself to their sides in our time of need. None of us will ever really be the same as before, but together we can overcome anything. Hoof in hoof, we’ll find our place in the world.

Your loyal subject, Rarity

PS: Spike’s doing ok too.