I started this work in 2018, but it was put aside because of the heavy schoolwork. It’s an illustration I made for Fallout:Equestria.
Spoiler warning.
“Then I began, thinking…” she said softly, reading the very last lines of the book. They were also the first lines, although she wasn’t sure if any of her listeners had noticed. The story had come full circle.
These were the moments she lived for. Just spending time with the children. Seeing their eager, attentive faces as she read to them. The reading room was like an island of peace. No worries, no pressures, no ponies seeking her advice or counsel. She had never been comfortable in a position of leadership, but the ponies outside had put her on a pedestal. She hated the spotlight, and she knew she hadn’t earned the trust they put in her. The reading room was one of her favorite retreats.
“…If I’m going to tell you about the adventure of my life – explain how I got to this place with these people, and why I did what I’m going to do next – I should probably start by explaining a little bit about PipBucks.”
She gently closed the book, drinking in the tranquility of the ending. Yes, these were the moments she lived for. The peace and quiet before…