Equestria: The Days of Blood and Steel

A young light grey mare lay in an old small bed in a crampy and dust filled room. The curtains on the side window had been drawn back to allow a little sunlight in, if it could be called sunlight. The mare let out a loud cough and shuddered, she was dying. A young black  stallion with yellow hair that had small black streaks in it, sat besides her holding her hoof, with a tear in his eye.

“Don’t worry ma, you’ll be alright.” The stallion said trying not to cry.

“Don’t worry-” She let out a loud cough.

“I’ll be fine, its just my time to go.” The stallion laid his head against the mare’s ,his mother’s and said,

“Mom, don’t go! I love you, there’s still so much I want to learn about! Like, like all about Sugarcube Corner and all the ‘baked goods”

“But i’ve told you all about that.”

“I know, I just don’t want you to leave me, I love you mother.” The stallion could not hold back his tears and began to cry.

“Don’t cry son, i’m the last of my friends to go as far as I know, its my turn to join them.” The stallion looked up and said

“But they all died fighting you said. Died for the Princesses in the war.”

“Yes thats right. And I miss them sorely.” The mare reached up and took out her earring, a red triangle with a blue circle in the middle. It was her favorite and the stallion had never seen her take it off.

“Take this, in memory of me and everything I told you about Equestria.”

“Mom, please don’t-”

“Sush... Sing me the lubally, the one I taught you from Ponyville.”

“You mean-”

“Yes hers” The mare shifted in bed and closed her eyes.

The stallion cleared his throat and thought as he recalled the lually as best as he could.

“Hush now,

quiet now,

it’s time to lay your sleepy head.

Hush now,

quiet now,

it’s time to go to bed-”

As he continued to sing the mare smiled and her breathing steadied, but then it stopped altogether. The stallion continued to sing the lullaby, three times he sung it and he left himself in a hum, but as he looked down he saw his mother asleep... No, she was dead. He knew it. He shook his head and brought it to his mother’s forehead, and slowly wept.