“Spike, I have one last favor to ask you. Please take a letter:”
 
Spike was trying to wipe his eyes, his beloved Twilight Sparkle standing before him, transformed. His hands shaking, but he slowly dictated her words.
 
“My Dearest Friends,
 
It’s been too long since I left you on the cliff side where we faced the demon God Morgalle. We all knew what we were getting into with the eternal sleep spell, but when I had finished the cast–I saw you all before me frozen in time.
 
I tried everything. For days, weeks, and years–to no avail. I spent all of my free time paging through the deepest archives in the Canterlot Library, until I read a very particular passage in a tome on Alicorns. The chapter was called “Blood Magic”.
 
I knew immediately that this was what I needed: “An alicorn may, at the heart of their deepest wishes, cast a spell with their last drop of blood so powerful that it can even bring the dead back to life.”
 
I cannot live knowing what you have sacrificed for all of Equestria and know that you are so close, and yet, so far away.
 
My greatest regret is that I will not be able to see you all smile again, and I can only hope that you will find some way to forgive my eternal selfishness.
 
Your dearest and most faithful friend,  
Twilight”