How many years?

That was my question how many years had it been since my death, I couldn't tell anymore. I lost count at about year twenty.

All that remains of me is an empty skull devoid of all life, sitting in a empty room. I could still hear and see, but I could not speak and I could not move.

She sometimes visits me... The mare who burned me, Twilight Sparkle was it? It doesn't matter, she has done well for herself. Becoming a princess and being given the throne to rule this land.

Her friends have grown old, while she stays the same... Soon it will just be her and I. But she won't know that, she doesn't know I'm alive and she doesn't need to know. It will just fill her with guilt.

Every time she visits she will always say how she is sorry. I forgive her... But I can never apologise to her due to my condition.

It may be possible I am stuck like this forever, unable to live a life of happiness. If I could go back I would never have ran from Twilight and her friends, I would have waited for them to kill me or imprison me. Anything is better that living this hell, forced to see the world in front of me go on while I am forgotten in a small room.

So tell me how long is an eternity?

Author's Note

Just a short ending I wanted to add even though the story ended. So surprise! And thank you all for reading.