What Makes You A Pony?

“Have I been rendered nothing by the lack of connection my blood has to this family I once held oh so dear?”

I have started to ruminate on this notion, It is a notion of loneliness, from the stench of exile I now see myself surrounded in. It feels as if there will be no exit out of this situation, for, I fear, I have passed. Passed from this realm of life and into the realm of death. The bony one enrobed in black has endarkened my vision, for, I see nothing but a fatal dark covering my snout.
Why must this be my fate? It is a fate more lonely than the pits of tartarus. For even Hades and Rhadamanthus deem my soul unfit to roam their realms.

What gives? Why do these powerful deities banish me to a place so far strung, that I have ended up in the deep recesses of Space? Could this space I occupy even now, could it be truly called Space? I don’t know…I truly do not know!

Ever since that fateful day. In finding that accursed tome with her name written into the leather, I have been anything but loved. Be it Emotional pain, or physical pain, I can only gather a tidbit of knowledge from the workings herein. This realm I now reside in, is of chaos in origin. That mere fact drives me ever deeper into melancholia, for I can not fathom down from up, right from left.
Even my sense of self drifts ever further from my soul, taking my memories along with it.

It plagues me, it truly plagues me as this magic eats away at my heart’s tissue, devolving it to a foul and rancid pâté. As if this magic is attracting my final bastion of will, a will to keep my memory of her alive.
Oh mother, I beg of you, please spare me this agony. An agony I wish no longer to endure, for I find that I have paid those debts to you!

What else must I do? What must I do to satiate your forgiveness? Please, I will find a way to complete it, no matter the task…

I will grind the rest of what is left of me away, just to have your simmering eyes caress me with their radiance, one last time.

Please forgive me of the sins you deem me charged with.

Your loving son,

~ Starburst.