It Mattered

by PiercingSight

Rating: teen
Tags: Mystery, Horror, Adventure, Sad, Second Person, Dark
Length: 141

Save lives, or destroy them. It is your choice, and your life after all.

It's not your fault that ponies are dead. It's not your fault that most ponies saw no reason for living, or protecting their kin. It's not your fault that the ponies who felt they could go on are the ones who also feel others have no need to. It's not your fault that the sky is grey, ashes fall, and Cantlerot mountain is no longer a feature on the horizon.

It's not your fault.

But what comes next is.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-14 01:30:13 UTC

Milk

You open the fridge and quickly shut it after pulling out the milk. The power went out two days ago, so you figure you might as well enjoy the perishable food while it lasts. You pour the last of the milk into your small tin cup and take a drink. It's not cold anymore, but its lukewarm creaminess soothes your dry throat. You lick your lips, enjoying the flavor, before turning to the lit fireplace.

Water

You pour yourself a cup of water from the metal pitcher. The glow from your magic reveals specks of dirt and ash in your cup. You pay it no mind and take a sip. The water is hard on your throat, but it is still refreshing in the dry environment. After taking another sip, you turn toward the lit fireplace behind you.