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A comic written by TimmoWarner, based on the fic “The Centrepiece of my Collection” by Geldon.

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Background Pony #AC82
Did luna just go in there and put them down like a bunch of dogs?! Just so she could have 2 more to her collection of stars!?
Niggoslav_Krawczyk
Duck - Niggoslav_Kwaczyk
Solar Supporter - Fought against the New Lunar Republic rebellion on the side of the Solar Deity (April Fools 2023).
A Perfectly Normal Pony - Drinky_Butt
The End wasn't The End - Found a new home after the great exodus of 2012

VIVA LA NOCTE
@Rpground Generosity, remember? Likely spike had important dragoning things still left to do, like finding the perfect pony to pass Twilight’s collected works onto, or random errands for Celly. So Rarity made the ultimate and most generous sacrifical act: She would wait for him.
Rpground
Not a Llama - Happy April Fools Day!

Chaotic Neutral
This is terrible…no one could stomach a couple THOUSAND years of being turned to stone just to die next to someone…
 
After a few months of just sitting there ,staring at the same thing day in and day out in some dank cave, you couldn’t wait fast enough for the sweet release of death, this IS a fate worse the death…it’s like the situation that Shale was in in Dragon Age Origins…
Hippodrome

Seriously thinking here though, reckon Her Royal Highness of the Night came in to send them off simultaneously via shared dream.
 
Something to solidify – meld their relationship into a singularity, if you will.
Background Pony #B705
-Dragons NAP for 100 years.  
-Only 2 old Alicorns being a few thousand years old.
 
Alicorns are immortal but Dragons are not.  
How does that make sense?  
We don’t know if Alicorns are truly immortal or just long-lived, same with dragons.
viamont

Life its like the passing sun, it brighs little in the begining…hard in the midle and dim in the end…when that time comes, and the warm orb has to leave the last remenant of light its that of the soul…but those flickering orbs canot go alone…and so the mare of the night guides them to safety…rising them to the stary sky where they travel for all eternity…togheter