Title:           Twilight the Hassenfeld Pony II [unreleased conclusion]
Author:          pontology
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/ACt8jMmm
First Edit:      Sunday 2nd of April 2017 06:29:34 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 13th of April 2017 06:26:12 PM CDT

Part I: * https://derpibooru.org/1383816 *
 
 
>Your name is Twilight Sparkle.
>You are old and weak.
>You are glad that Hassenfeld ponies have the life expectancy they do. It would have been cruel for Hassenfeld Bros to engineer their product that they might outlive their owners.
>Regardless, you prefer to die when your cup is full.
>Two weeks ago, as you were doing chores, your left foreleg buckled and you collapsed, shattering a plate, and you couldn’t get back up. Anon didn’t punish you; instead, he just looked sad.
>The next day, he told you he quit his job so he could take care of you and told you not do any more chores.
>Yesterday, Anon noticed that you don't read anymore.
>You told him your vision is too poor to read. You didn’t remind him that you haven’t been able to read for years.
 
>It is night and Anon is holding you in bed.
>He reads to you now from children’s books like Aesop’s Fables and the Brothers Grimm. Even when you were learning how to read, he never read to you.
>Anon doesn't have sex with you anymore or tie you up and hurt you. You are glad because now everything hurts.
>In Paradise Lost, Milton writes,
>“The mind is its own place and in itself
>Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.”
>You've made no choices and have no self to judge.
>You don’t believe in God, but your life has been heaven.
>Anon will have to judge himself for the life he’s given you.
>“Anon,” you say, “I want you to know I’ve had a beautiful life.”
>Anon just holds you and begins to weep, and wept himself to sleep.
>You fall asleep in his arms and fall asleep, and forever always sleep.