One

Dear Princess Celestia,

I hope this letter finds you well. Having searched through Ponyville in its entirety, I’ve turned to watching the neighboring cities and countryside for signs of life. Day and night, I watch from my balcony, using the telescope you got me for my birthday to keep a close eye on Canterlot and Cloudsdale. If there were anything living around me, I would see something. Like smoke from a fire, or a light in the distance at night. Perhaps even a pony going about their daily business. Anything.

I had no such luck. Cloudsdale and Canterlot are ghost towns from what I can see from my vantage point. Even the rainbow factories that defined Cloudsdale were shut down, the rainbow waterfalls that normally fell from the clouds all having run dry. At night, the only lights I can see are from my library and the moon. There is nothing out there.

I’ve been thinking more about why I’m here. I don’t know if I studied or slept my way through whatever happened, but surely Spike or my friends would try to get me to safety. There’s no way they’d just abandon me.

And yet, I’m still here. Alone.

I’m starting to believe you’re not even getting these letters. That whatever cataclysm befell Equestria also took you. After all, why else wouldn't you respond to me after two whole weeks?

I hope that’s not the case. The Sun and the moon rising still gives me hope that you and Luna are still out there somewhere, but I also know there’s other means to raising them.

I don’t know if you’re dead or busy, but either way, there’s no point to this if I will not get a response. I will be taking a break from writing to you.

Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle