¬¬When the one thing you hold dear to you been lost to you forever, how can you keep on living, knowing that you’ll never see it again? Would you believe that your life is now so empty that death is a better alternative than this empty existence? Or would you somehow find a way to see past the loss, even though it appears that there is nothing left for you?
These thoughts had come to me over the past few weeks, and, I must say, I’ve had better weeks. All my life I had hoped to explore the unknown, to soar in skies no pegasus had ever flown before. Well, I got my chance to do just that. And, as a result, here I sit, weak, emaciated, and flightless. I’m lucky I had the chance to even return here, even though during these last few weeks, I hadn’t even cared. I now know better.
Even when you have lost what defined yourself and your life, there is always something. There is always something worth living for. As I now sit here, grounded but a great deal wiser, let me tell you of that time, when I thought my life was worth nothing to me any more.
Let me tell you of how I, Sky High the pegasus, became known by a mere number: SCP-042.