And there you have it.
The full story.
The reason behind my self-loathing comments.
I killed so many ponies. I single-handedly brought down a kingdom that had existed peacefully for generations. In less than a year, I destroyed the world.
And for what?
Love?
NO!
I wasn’t in love! I simply couldn’t comprehend not being able to have what I wanted!
My own failings brought about the deaths of innocents.
I was just a colt!
Poysun was as sweet as sugar venom, enticing me, teasing me…
I couldn’t not go after her!
I was young!
Why didn’t they stop me? Why didn’t that bloody captain stick his blade through my neck the second I stepped out of line?
Wouldn’t that be better?
For everyone?
Including me…?
I think…
I think I’m going to climb up to what’s left of Poysun’s tower. I think that was where we pushed the captain to his doom when he tried to separate us.
I think it will be windy up there.
I think I’m not as surefooted as I used to be.
I think there’s no atonement for what I’ve done.
I think
I think
I think
I think I’m sorry.
Harrowed Crown