'Everypony thinks I am this perfect, infallible being, and have always been that way. I'm not. And I wasn't. I still have much to learn, and even nowadays, there are things that I truly regret. I wish I could go back in time and warn myself, tell myself that something bad was going to happen. That I was going to lose my best friend. That I was going to lose you and dad. That my world would turn upside down, and it'd be up to Luna and I to fix it.. If anything, I wish none of it happened in the first place. I wish I could go back to the times of watching fireworks and eating chocolate-filled cotton candy under the night sky. But I can't. I must move forward, and I will. Things are much better now, everypony in both Canterlot, Ponyville, Cloudsdale and beyond are all happy. I'll keep my head high, like you always told me to.

Love you, Mom,

PRINCESS CELESTIA'

The letter was rolled up into a tidy scroll, and tossed into the fire, the Alicorn watching the flames lick at the scroll until it disappeared. The princess never had a clue of whether or not her letters reached her parents, since heaven seemed to be an unreachable place, but it helped the royal vent. It wasn't like she could go whine to her younger sister, or to her royal adviser about her problems that she hid so well. No. Composure is a must. No need to worry the subjects. Holding her head high, Celestia stood from her chair in the throne room and trotted out; there were matters that needed tending to.