The mare with the rainbow name, with her name came from.
Woke to her friend's gentle face. And right beside her. She sighed. And looked apon her friends eyes. Her face was painted with tears that fell like rain. She seemed to look apon the sky. Tears fell. Calmly."Fluttershy?, wrong?"
The mare simply shook her head. "Nothing". "Well that's most often then not. Not the case" Her voice mildly softened.
"I see him there" said Fluttershy. "Smiling at me"
"Who?"
Her eyes welded with tears. "I hope you never know" she said shaking her head. Fluttershy stood. Walking carefully towards, the door.
"What was wrong?"
As the mare looked apon the sky, a pleasant thought came to her.
Such a pleasant thought. It made her smile. But such a pleasant subtle smile she wore. Her friend Rainbow Dash. Dozing beside her. She looked apon the sky. Which tiny butterflies flew apon. And such pleasant memories she bears. All almost invisible. On her lovely pleasant face. And too the skies. And to no one particular. She said.
"They remind me of you"
She said purely. And only she and one knew. And she softly added in her sweet voice, "Brother" She thought neither of the past. Nor the harrowing twinge of memory. It brought forth. She just embraced. The pastoral moment. And remembered her favorable momentous of the past. And embraced them as they fell forth down to her. So much she could almost feel his presence. Smiling, and laughing as if he still could.
And just as puzzling was that she knew. Somehow he was watching. And protecting her. As he always had. She remembered his beam. Which often would spread across his face. Almost plastered to it. In a calm.Non Alarming way. Then it fell. Just as the pleasant memories had. The thing was. She would never see it. Again, for those were simply memories of a distant past. One that she could never relive. It fell onto her.
Tears lightly began to materialize, they fell. She closed her eyes. She would not see him again. She looked at her, friend. tranquil sleepy, and above all calm, and gentle. Look softly rested on her face. Deep in dream and daze. She would never know. The lovely, gentle stallion who was her brethren. The tears fell from the mare's face. Facing the facts.And once again looking too the sky. She could almost picture her brother smiling at her. The tears fell. He would not want me to cry. She thought. Drying her tear stained face. So why can I not stop crying. Looking at the sky one last time she said.
"I know your still there, and..." she paused adding softly, "watching over me silently"
The tears once again began to fall. But now they gave the warm wise soft. Tranquil aura. As the sky seemed to smile. And such a pleasant smile.
