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“Where do I start with this?” Deep Field sighed as she tried to put the words together, her mind struggling with putting words to such a personal subject, one that had been messing with her since her childhood. Involuntarily, a single tear escaped her eye and dropped unnoticed to the polished crystalline floor.
“If I told you that I understood why there is an issue with my cutie mark, then I’d be lying through my teeth. It’s always been like this. For some reason, my mark, though appropriate to my special talent, just FEELS wrong- like it was meant for somepony else.”
“I remember clearly when I got my mark - it was a beautiful summer’s evening a couple of days after my 8th birthday. My father, Blue Shift, who was and still is a celebrated astronomer, took me to work with him and let me use the telescope at the observatory.”
“Up to that point, I’d always been interested in the moon and stars, and space in general, but peering through that lens into the infinity of space changed me fundamentally. No longer was astronomy just an interest- it had become a burning passion as I saw a distant galaxy for the first time. I idly wondered if anypony in that galaxy would be looking back at us the same way I was looking at them. In hindsight, I guess they were, after all.”
“But when my father grabbed my attention and gestured to my flank, and I looked upon my mark for the first time, I felt cold and empty, numb, nothing at all. Despite how overjoyed my father and then his colleagues were, I just felt upset. To be honest, despite the fact that I faked joy at getting my mark, and never told anypony about how I felt until I spoke to the Princess about it, I despised that trio of blue stars.”
The brown mare sighed again before continuing, “Most of the time, I can function as a normal member of society, and I live a good life- but the moment I catch sight of my mark I just feel miserable, and I can’t keep going on like this.”
She looked to Princess Twilight Sparkle uncertainly, and the lavender mare smiled encouragingly, just before gesturing to the trio of fillies standing with her, paying rapt attention to the emotional Deep Field.
“I’m told by Princess Twilight and Spike that you three fillies are the best in the business when it comes to cutie mark problems, and I’ll be staying here in the castle while we work through all this, but I’d like to ask that you keep this to yourselves, I don’t want all of Equis knowing my business.”
The three fillies whispered amongst themselves briefly before turning to face Deep Field as one. A smiling Applebloom stepped forward, before taking Deep Field’s hoof in hers and giving it a firm shake. “Miss Field? I’ll be honest- I ain’t never heard a cutie mark story quite like yours, but I’m sure that between all of us we can come up with a way ta fix this for ya,” the yellow filly turned to her friends as they stepped towards the distraught mare.
Twilight Sparkle watched, a hoof on her heart and tears in her own eyes as she watched Deep Field break down into uncontrolled sobs, while the heavily repressed emotions of a lifetime flowed out of the brown mare, like a cracked dam suddenly breaking up and giving way. The three Crusaders, without hesitation or fear drew Deep into an embrace, one which she obviously appreciated.
A smile came to the Princess’ face, and her chest swelled as a sense of pride overcame her. Not pride in her own accomplishments, but pride in the Crusaders. That trio of fillies were ab absolute menace back before they got their marks at the same time- a feat hitherto unknown until they achieved the seemingly impossible.
Now quickly growing up into three of the finest mares that Twilight had ever encountered, the tearful Princess knew in her heart that they would go far in this world, and that their stories would ring out like a clarion call down the generations to come- much like those of the former Elements of Harmony.
And here they stood- three little fillies attempting to comfort an adult mare who was obviously distraught and overcome with a lifetime of confusion and second-guessing herself. Children offering compassion and empathy to an adult who felt utterly and irrevocably worthless on a fundamental level.
Offering friendship without any question or condition to somepony that obviously needed it. To help this mare find peace with who she was- the Crusaders would go way beyond the call of duty, and would do it gladly and willingly.
A solitary tear tracked its way down Princess Twilight’s cheek as she dabbed it away with a wingtip, before walking over to the sobbing pony-pile and joining in herself.
Yes, she thought as she felt the scene unfold beyond her now closed eyes.
“Friendship truly is magic.”
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Hey everyone,
So I finally worked through my writer’s block, can you tell?
This is many weeks overdue, and in the end I decided to redo the base edit that I’m using here, as I wasn’t happy with the old one. In the end, I decided to leave Twilight and the Crusaders out of the image, and this is because the filesize was causing glitches on the phone that I’m still working from.
When I eventually get a PC, this will no longer be an issue, and my quality of work will jump drastically.
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