On the Twelfth day of ‘Warmings eve, My silver gave to me…
Twelve final Goodbyes.

Eleven sighs of re-lief

Ten Portside Cannons

Nine Windago’s Corrupted

Eight Presents bought

Seven Scars reopened

Six Silver’s Screaming!

Five Luna’s Smirks

Four Tender Moments

Three Memories

Two Heartwarming stories

And Remembering the Past~!
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It was night time. luna’s moon was brilliant this night. it shown it’s light across the equestria as ponies rested their little heads on their pillows, all but one pony, who’s coat blended in with the darkness. Silver haze had finished his long walk around ponyville, he had been thinking of his entire year, last night, to when he first saw twilight, to the moment he heard alicornia was under attack…

silver’s head rose up. “Alicornia” he said to himself “it’s been a while” silver continued his walk, but this time, it was not to a bar, or some night time shop. it was where everyone must go at least once in their life. Silver could feel the gloom and despair as he approached the gates of the cemetery. the gate was iron, but had bushes and shrubbery grown on and around the bars. silver pushed the gates open and took a step into the cobblestone path that was white with snow. memories of alicornia filled his brain, and his heart as he walked up to a memorial.

this memorial was a marble structure about the size of silver, and was a statue of his father, his true father. King Crown. Silver saw that a crown, his father’s crown, was still placed upon his monument, which made silver smile on the inside.

Silver opened his mouth, then closed it, he had all the time in the world to think of the right words to say, but for some reason, he felt the need to say something quickly.

“Hi...dad.” He said, his voice unsure, as if each of the two simple words was a grave offence.

“...” The statute gave no response, how could it?

Silver bit his lip, this was stupid, so why did he feel the need to keep talking.

“Sorry for not coming earlier...heh, I only heard about this whole monument thing a while ago, some son I am huh? Yeah...yeah I was something special…” Silver couldn't stop the bitterness from creeping into his voice. Suddenly, he let out a sad laugh.

“Even in death I still can’t stop myself from mouthing off and calling myself something special when I’m with you…” Silver let a bit of fake humor try and force itself into his voice, as if the statute would be fooled.

“...” The statute gave no reply, only its stare that seemed to judge him.

“...I know you never loved me as much as them.” The truth in those words surprised him as much as they surprised the statue, that is, not at all.

“You loved me, but it was always about THEM, about your sun, never your SON, always about how your little girl had raised the moon as I did nothing more then get into more fights...I was a disgrace? wasn’t I father? Hell, I undermined your entire authority by becoming a Bloodluster just to spite you…” The words poured out of Silver mouth, the spite draining away to become pathic anger at a dead stallion.

“You...it...it was your fault, and-and Celestia, and the Nobles...and-and-and...it...it had to be! I...I DIDN’T WANT TO DO IT, but what choice did I have! I was the child nopony would ever remember! The prince who would never rise the the throne! Forced forever to be nothing more then the third in line for a throne held by an immortal!” Tears streamed down his face, bitter denial creeped into his voice, it wasn’t his fault, it COULDN'T have been his fault…

“I-I...I NEEDED you! I needed guidence...but no...no it was always something...something that I had done wrong, bailing me out...again and again...no...you never did wrong by me...did you father?” Silver said, sinking to the ground in front of the statue, desperately begging for an answer he wanted to hear, for the voice of his father to tell him he had wronged him somehow, that he wasn’t to blame.

“...”

The silence answered his question in a way no words could.

Silver sat there and weeped, weeped for how he had failed, he failed, he failed so many times that he could no longer even remember when he had done right.

“...look at me, the great Prince Silver Haze, begging a statue for forgiveness, forgiveness that you can't give me, can you, I failed. And now Alicornia lies in the sea for my crimes.” Silver haze spat out.

“...” No response, no mercy from his thoughts.

“Hah! I’m just pathetic am I not? I can’t even stand to blame myself for my crimes!..I...I am a monster, when Celestia and Luna disappeared...you were so...broken, you loved them more then life itself, and you thought they abandon you...that’s what the warmongers said, they had gone rogue and abandon you, gone pure crazy…” Silver looked the statue in the eyes, a confession he had long since needed to make.

“I knew, I always knew where they went, I knew what happened and I knew the real reason they left you...and I knew you would be PROUD to hear what they did...so...so I never said a word...because after they left, I became you heir, I became the one you loved...and If you knew they had not left you...you would have made room in your heart for them again...and I would not have you to myself anymore…” Silver confessed, pouring his heart out, he had expected a great weight to be lifted from his shoulders, for him to feel free and renewed for getting it off his chest.

“...” Silence, the never ending silence.

Silver frowned, his breath growing ragged, this is not what was supposed to happen, when he confessed, he was supposed to feel good again right? He was supposed to feel a great weight lifted off of his chest...but instead...he felt it grow heavier...as if speaking the words only made his realize how heinous the crime was. In the first place.

“DAMN IT FATHER ANSWER ME!” Haze stood up and roared at the monument, demanding his answer.

“...” the silence damned him right back.

His knees weak and shaky, Silver brought himself back up to a standing position, his breath ragged, he had not expected this...this was supposed to make him feel BETTER, not worse…

“...I am sorry...my king...my father…” Silver turned to walk away, having no more words to speak aside from two. “Good night” and with that silver began walking back down the path

“...Goodnight…”

Silver’s head whipped around, did the statue just? no… it was just his imagination.

Author's Notes:

Well everypony, that’s it for the 12 days. i tried to make this last one my best work ever. i read all the book, read it five times over, and checked everything. i really poured my all into this chapter i hope you can appreciate that.

i’m going to take a week off, and then it’s back to regular updates. Silver haze will finally go back to normal...well, normal for silver that is!

Anyway, have a great new year, and I’ll see you all next time!

~Silver Haze