Rarity loves her friends more than life. She only wants what's best for them, even if it hurts her. What if what' best for them only hurts them more? That's the price of generosity.
There are many different forms of you. Whether they be from different dimensions, time periods or worlds. Sometimes you may not like the other you, or maybe it's the real you that you can't face. Twilight is no exception.
Friendship is a song. Love is a song. Death is a song. Grief is a song. Together, they blend with perfect harmony, though they can hurt at times. Losing a loved one is hard, but music can lift the spirits of the saddest.
Spitfire has a secret. A terrible one that nopony can know about. Her diary is what she can turn to and the only thing she can share anything with. How long will it stay between them though?