Ponyville's bravest citizen, one who never had a problem being selfless, has saved the town from a force of evil. At the end of this valiant and successful attempt to save Ponyville, our hero has been gravely wounded. He has come to a realization regarding his fate, but his friends and family having a hard time letting their dear friend and protector go... especially the ones closest to him. But life must go on.

A recent death in the family inspired me to write this fic, in hope that it would help me come to terms with moving on. It did more than I can describe in words. I don't know how many of you have lost a family member to the war in Afghanistan, but I do know that most have lost someone. To all of you my heart reaches out.

Also as a note the picture is not mine: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/187/0/2/cutie_mark__big_mac_by_blanishna-d568rk1.png