Ponies dream of other worlds

by 7-4

A Letter from a Dead Pony

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My Dear Twilight,

It is hard to express in vocal equestrian just what my feelings are. I'll just have to settle for the written. You already know I'm dying, there is nothing you can do to help me. I wish to do something completely desperate so that I will not have to give you this letter.

You are the Spark in my life, Twilight. And my life has been a hard one. I do not wish to go into details, but I knew that lightning bolt was going to kill me. I used to love Gilda, for she was unfathomably strong and unstoppable. She never really understood me though. I am glad she tried to at least.

I went to psychologists for many years, Twilight. They told me that I would have troubles in any relationship's I tried. They were right. Did you know I dated Fluttershy for awhile? Yes it was sweet, but she was so demanding. She wanted to change me, change me until I would be unrecognizable. It was a stupid decision, and I regret ever having a relationship with her.

I guess I should be more open to you, Twilight. I have two weeks, at most, to live. If my attempt does not work, I will die before I gather enough courage to tell you this myself.

I love you Twilight. And it is a heartfelt love, not the hormonal love I am sure you are so used to. I feel a connection with you, do you feel it too? I hope you do, for if you do not and this letter is in vain, I do not know what I will do.

When we talk I feel like everything I have done and experienced is worth it. I feel like it's ok that I can't fly, or that I can't run. As long as I'm with you, I can do anything.

Sincerly, Dash.

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