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The Hearts of Man -Recovery-

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Recovery
>Antiseptic filled the air, making the whole building smell unnaturally clean.
>Doctor Shoal trotted through the halls, checking in on patients in their respective rooms.
>He was on his way to check up on a young filly who had broken her hoof in a scooter accident.
>Shoal had been working at Ponyville General Hospital for fifteen years now, and he'd seen it all.
>He was content that nothing extraordinary was happening at the moment.
>He recalled the time he had many patients suffering from injuries due to excessive amounts of soap and chocolate milk at one time.
>That had been the strangest thing he had ever encountered.
>Trotting into the young filly's room, he could see her bright smile greet him.
>"Alright Scootaloo, how are you feeling?"
>Scootaloo beamed at him, showing off the cast on her hoof.
>Scoot: "Much better, thanks Doc!"
>Dr. Shoal smiled, and began writing down notes on a clipboard near Scootaloo's be.
>Then it got all sorts of loud.
>Light and stars blasted into the room, blinding Scootaloo and Dr. Shoals momentarily.
>Looking toward the dark blue mist, he saw what he thought he'd never encounter.
>Royalty.
>Princess Luna stood tall in front of them both, wings outstretched with a righteous gleam in her eyes.
>She looked at the good Doctor, then at Scootaloo sitting in her bed.
>Magic enveloped Scootaloo as she was lifter out from where she rested and was dropped lightly into a puffy chair a few feet away.
"We require your sleeping arrangements. We apologize."
>She glided quickly over to the bed, her horn shimmering with magic yet again.
>Dr.S: "Your highness, what are you doing? I can't just allow you to come in here and-"
>His lecture was cut short when Luna levitated what looked like a corpse from her back to the bed, previously shielding it with her wings.
>Dr.S: "What-.. what is that?"
>The body was bloody and beaten, spatters of crimson staining his very skin.
>Was this the human Celestia had banished?
>Shoal had heard rumors, but he never once thought he'd see them be true.
"Fix him."
>Shoal shakes his head quickly to break his line of site with the mangled corpse.
>Luna has an incredibly stern look on her face, Teal eyes burning with a kind of fury.
>Dr.S: "I'm sorry, wha-"
"WE DEMAND YOU FIX HIM."
>Her voice booms throughout the hospital waking sleeping patients.
>Shoal nervously approaches the human on the bed, examining him.
>Dr.S: My god he-... what happened to him? He looks like he's been to Tartarus and back...
"Can this one fix him or not?"
>Dr.S: "I'm not sure. He barely even has a pulse at this point, and he's lost so much blood."
>Shoal looks to the Princess, but her gaze is elsewhere.
>She's staring intently at the human, fear and sadness in her eyes as she lightly bites her lip to control herself.
>Dr.S: "...but I can try to stabilize him with a drip, for now."
"Do it."
>Days pass.
>Luna sits by the broken body of the thing she came to cherish most in this world, gently looking at his broken form.
>Shoal had done his best to clean all the wounds he could, and now the human's left arm was missing all together.
>There was no possible way to save it after what it had been through.
>The thing's spinal column was also damaged irreproachably, and if it were to come back to consciousness, it would never walk on two legs again.
>If it were to come back to consciousness...
>Luna hadn't left the human's side in all this time, and whenever Doctor Shoal passed by its room, he could swear he could hear faint singing.
>Luna brings her face to that of the human's, softly nudging its cheek.
>Nothing.
>She had never thought that he would end up like this. She had hoped to have more time with this creature she had come to care for.
>That she had come to love.
>Solemnly, she placed the human's intact hand on top of her hoof, laying her head on his chest, and closed her eyes as she listened to his shallow breathing.
>And then, in that final moment of peace, she felt his hand grip her hoof ever so slightly.

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					Recovery

>Antiseptic filled the air, making the whole building smell unnaturally clean.
>Doctor Shoal trotted through the halls, checking in on patients in their respective rooms.
>He was on his way to check up on a young filly who had broken her hoof in a scooter accident.
>Shoal had been working at Ponyville General Hospital for fifteen years now, and he'd seen it all.
>He was content that nothing extraordinary was happening at the moment.
>He recalled the time he had many patients suffering from injuries due to excessive amounts of soap and chocolate milk at one time.
>That had been the strangest thing he had ever encountered.
>Trotting into the young filly's room, he could see her bright smile greet him.
>"Alright Scootaloo, how are you feeling?"
>Scootaloo beamed at him, showing off the cast on her hoof.
>Scoot: "Much better, thanks Doc!"
>Dr. Shoal smiled, and began writing down notes on a clipboard near Scootaloo's be.
>Then it got all sorts of loud.
>Light and stars blasted into the room, blinding Scootaloo and Dr. Shoals momentarily.
>Looking toward the dark blue mist, he saw what he thought he'd never encounter.
>Royalty.
>Princess Luna stood tall in front of them both, wings outstretched with a righteous gleam in her eyes.
>She looked at the good Doctor, then at Scootaloo sitting in her bed.
>Magic enveloped Scootaloo as she was lifter out from where she rested and was dropped lightly into a puffy chair a few feet away.
"We require your sleeping arrangements. We apologize."
>She glided quickly over to the bed, her horn shimmering with magic yet again.
>Dr.S: "Your highness, what are you doing? I can't just allow you to come in here and-"
>His lecture was cut short when Luna levitated what looked like a corpse from her back to the bed, previously shielding it with her wings.
>Dr.S: "What-.. what is that?"
>The body was bloody and beaten, spatters of crimson staining his very skin.
>Was this the human Celestia had banished?
>Shoal had heard rumors, but he never once thought he'd see them be true.
"Fix him."
>Shoal shakes his head quickly to break his line of site with the mangled corpse.
>Luna has an incredibly stern look on her face, Teal eyes burning with a kind of fury.
>Dr.S: "I'm sorry, wha-"
"WE DEMAND YOU FIX HIM."
>Her voice booms throughout the hospital waking sleeping patients.
>Shoal nervously approaches the human on the bed, examining him.
>Dr.S: My god he-... what happened to him? He looks like he's been to Tartarus and back...
"Can this one fix him or not?"
>Dr.S: "I'm not sure. He barely even has a pulse at this point, and he's lost so much blood."
>Shoal looks to the Princess, but her gaze is elsewhere.
>She's staring intently at the human, fear and sadness in her eyes as she lightly bites her lip to control herself.
>Dr.S: "...but I can try to stabilize him with a drip, for now."

"Do it."

>Days pass.
>Luna sits by the broken body of the thing she came to cherish most in this world, gently looking at his broken form.
>Shoal had done his best to clean all the wounds he could, and now the human's left arm was missing all together.
>There was no possible way to save it after what it had been through.
>The thing's spinal column was also damaged irreproachably, and if it were to come back to consciousness, it would never walk on two legs again.
>If it were to come back to consciousness...
>Luna hadn't left the human's side in all this time, and whenever Doctor Shoal passed by its room, he could swear he could hear faint singing.
>Luna brings her face to that of the human's, softly nudging its cheek.
>Nothing.
>She had never thought that he would end up like this. She had hoped to have more time with this creature she had come to care for.
>That she had come to love.
>Solemnly, she placed the human's intact hand on top of her hoof, laying her head on his chest, and closed her eyes as she listened to his shallow breathing.
>And then, in that final moment of peace, she felt his hand grip her hoof ever so slightly.

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