My fur was standing on end.
My hooves shook unbearably, uncontrollably vibrating.
My head ached with despair.

On my computer screen, some pony was about to commit suicide. I'd attempted to help before, but this time it was different. This time, like only once before, a much closer internet friend was about to do it.

(cover art is drawn by me) I have permission to write this from By players for players (Marsara).