In war, creatures die. It is a given. And when they die, the families will want consolation related to their loved one’s death, be it a letter, a physical notice, anything.

What follows is a letter to a fallen changeling’s mother and father, sent during year 1 of the Changeling-Pony War.

Hi hello y’all. This was just a quick fic I’ve been meaning to write. It is related to my “Canon+” project, which I might explain soon, I’m not sure yet.

This fic was heavily inspired by 1914’s “…And Now a Cross Marks His Place”, itself inspired by a real letter sent to a family during WW1.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this little thing I wrote.