Tasted like Heaven

To all of you that have decided to come and read this story, thank you.

Now, what you have here is a series of vignettes, some larger than others, several pictures of someone's life in Equestria, I will tend to do it as entertaining as possible.

This is what will happen, you will first get an episode with *him** talking about, well, Equestria, and little by little getting to the bottom of everything, after that we will go back in time to see how he lived, his adventures, right at the beginning of season 1, starting just when Princess Luna was saved, just that, well, as the first season, things won't go in chronological order, you have been warned.*

Is this thing on?

Wow, cool, first time I can see myself this way.

I suppose you all are wondering right now what is going on.

Not even sure myself.

I just had this… idea of doing something, leaving something behind so others could see it.

Kind of nuts I suppose, but at first it sounded perfect.

Oh, right, I suppose I should introduce myself.

My name is………

You know what… maybe, maybe it will be better if you don’t know my name, I’m not quite ready for all of that.

Let’s see… how should I present myself?

The else-one? Nah, sounds too much like Doctor Seuss.

No need to call me anything so far.

Just… please, listen, okay?

Well, maybe you don’t know it, but… I’m not sure how to start this, I had an idea in my head, but… now that I’m in front of the camera I don’t even know where to start.

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Have you even heard about a place called Equestria?

Stupid question I suppose considering everything that has happened.

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Is… is so important for me.

I can still see the vibrant colors of that land.

I can hear their voices, their laughter.

I can almost taste those great cupcakes, even if you hated sugar you couldn’t get enough of them.

I can remember how many times I got into trouble or they did and I just saw or helped… I… miss them.

I miss her.

I can still see everything… and it still hurts.

I don’t think I could ever forget, no matter what they told me or what they did.

What happened.

I can’t.

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Apples were always important to her.

Her life, her family.

They always did so well, family secret she usually told me.

They were amazing, always shinny, always vibrant.

God.

They tasted like heaven.

Equestria did.

Life tasted like heaven.