This is one of my pony OCs, Moonlight Sonata, a sickly filly with a blood disease that her father has to keep in check with constant injections and a special diet.
I did not draw this, it was a gift from olyollyoxenfree on tumblr
They also provided a story with the image:
Moonlight Thoughts
On a few occasions, I crawl out of bed after Papa has tucked me in. I go to the dresser in my room and grab my neatly folded sweater. I tip-toe out of my room, silently shutting the door behind me, and make my way through the house. It’s so lonely between only me and Papa.
I go the garden and sit on the stone bench. I look up at the night sky and think for a bit. Each star twinkles and dances upon the beautiful night sky. I wish I could be up there with them…
I wish I could be up there with you.
Mama, can you see me from up there? Do you miss me? I never had the chance to meet you, but I miss you…Papa certainly misses you.
He never says it, but I can tell by the way he looks at me. He sees you in me, and it hurts him.
When I forget to take my injection, he lectures me. He doesn’t do this out of anger; he does it out of concern…and fear of another loss. He wants to protect me and keep me on this earth longer. When he brushes my hair, he sometimes sighs sadly. His brushing slows and he feels a little colder. He’s thinking about you.
~~~
I talk with with her and the stars for some time before I become drowsy. I feel my body starting to become limp and my eyes are starting to droop.
Goodnight, Mama…
~~~
I wake up in the morning and find myself under my covers and in my own bed. Papa must have come in to check on me.
I climb out of bed and check the den. There he is, sound asleep. He looks so peaceful. He’s smiling. He must be dreaming of you…
I did not draw this, it was a gift from olyollyoxenfree on tumblr
They also provided a story with the image:
Moonlight Thoughts
On a few occasions, I crawl out of bed after Papa has tucked me in. I go to the dresser in my room and grab my neatly folded sweater. I tip-toe out of my room, silently shutting the door behind me, and make my way through the house. It’s so lonely between only me and Papa.
I go the garden and sit on the stone bench. I look up at the night sky and think for a bit. Each star twinkles and dances upon the beautiful night sky. I wish I could be up there with them…
I wish I could be up there with you.
Mama, can you see me from up there? Do you miss me? I never had the chance to meet you, but I miss you…Papa certainly misses you.
He never says it, but I can tell by the way he looks at me. He sees you in me, and it hurts him.
When I forget to take my injection, he lectures me. He doesn’t do this out of anger; he does it out of concern…and fear of another loss. He wants to protect me and keep me on this earth longer. When he brushes my hair, he sometimes sighs sadly. His brushing slows and he feels a little colder. He’s thinking about you.
~~~
I talk with with her and the stars for some time before I become drowsy. I feel my body starting to become limp and my eyes are starting to droop.
Goodnight, Mama…
~~~
I wake up in the morning and find myself under my covers and in my own bed. Papa must have come in to check on me.
I climb out of bed and check the den. There he is, sound asleep. He looks so peaceful. He’s smiling. He must be dreaming of you…
Category Artwork (Traditional) / My Little Pony / Brony
Species Pony (MLP)
Size 1075 x 1075px
File Size 493.5 kB
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