(A/N): Think of this as a sort of apology for not writing my main series in a while. I've been struggling to keep a consistent motivation for the series, but I promise it'll continue. My mind has just been bothered with issues that I can't seem to get off my chest, so I thought I could create a sort of "outlet" for these issues that might benefit the story a little. Think of these shorts to come as part of Silver's past, things that could contribute to the way she acts. Not like they'll be very interesting, it's just something I wanted to get out so I didn't seem stagnant and not working on anything. I'm sorry for the lack of writing. I'm trying my best to improve. Life is just hard sometimes.
Installment 1
One certain day, several years ago from the time present, Silver Stream fell in love. The sole time she ever let her heart free to roam such unfamiliar emotions, free to attempt developing a closer relationship with another. Perhaps someday create a life with said love. The name of said opposite is not particularly important to the understanding of the story, so he will be left unmentioned.
The shy, yet charming attempts to attract his heart did not go unnoticed, and he soon became attracted to Silver as Silver had to him. And it seemed as if life were perfect. He was intuitive, engaged her in deep and meaningful conversations that she wished would last for hours, perhaps even eternities, if it were possible. He was also privy to astrology and mythology, qualities Silver Stream adored in him.
What she adored most was his promise. "I will never stop loving you. Nothing you do will change that fact." When Silver attempted to find faults in this statement, he always responded, "Would I ever lie to you?" A valid point, as it had been made countless times that he kept nothing from her, withdrew no information, told her the absolute truth. The truth which allowed her to trust in him from the very beginning, the truth which undoubtedly supported their bond.
Perhaps this bond would yield to a future together? It wasn't as if the idea were stretched, in any sense. Far from it, in fact, in Silver's mind. At times, the only thing she could think about was him, and the idea, even the slightest chance of a possibility of a future with him, fed the flames of her passion day after day.
Too soon would those flames be doused to freeze the inner sanctum of her heart.
The stallion whom she had fallen in love with, one who reciprocated these very same emotions, pulled her aside one day.
"... I don't hold any romantic feelings for you, anymore."
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"A-Anymore?"
He argued (quite calmly) that it was the initial adrenaline of "love," the thought that somepony liked you. How childish it was to go through with it, how he still thought of her as a "great friend."
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All Silver could do was stand in restrained shock. She could feel her body going numb, the bliss she had once felt as if ripped from her very core. This was too soon, this was just a dream, this was just a nightmare…
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Time passed. She no longer wished to see or speak to him. Those who toyed with her emotions, especially the very purest, did not deserve to receive her sympathy.
Perhaps it was that she still felt intimacy toward him, some wondered. Perhaps that is the true reason behind her wish to remain out of contact with him. To that, several would find themselves wrong. It wasn't difficult to strip herself of any feelings towards him; if anything, that was the easy part.
The part that left the greatest wound in her heart was the fact that he lied to her.
He lied.
Not only manipulating her emotions but soon after breaking a promise he swore he would never break. The fact that this was the "truth" stewed a hot fury within her, one that she concealed in the days, weeks, months that came to pass.
"...I don't hold any romantic feelings for you, anymore."
What a selfish thing to suggest! Merely losing emotion of the relationship gives reason to end it? Without any concern for the other half?
"Do you really think not one time I stopped and thought to myself, 'Why am I doing this?' You think that not once I found fault within you that made me doubt my feelings for you? Well, guess what? You're not perfect! There were several times I thought I had made the wrong choice, that loving you was a mistake! But did I end it there? No! You know what I did? I found reason to love you, something that made me believe you were flawless despite the fact that you had faults! Some took more time than others to realize, but I never once quit on you, because I believed you when you told me you loved me.
"... I guess I was a fool to believe that."
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Unfortunately, that counter came several months too late. The encounter and relationship had long past, and he had without a doubt moved on from such an inconsequential moment in his life.
One that was not so inconsequential to Silver Stream.
Her trust in developing bonds with others was stunted after that incident, something that caused her to trust the friendships of others less, why to this day she merely associates herself with one friend. A friend who proved herself worthy of building a friendship through her unwavering loyalty and commitment.
All others would have to pass the shell encasing her heart, something she manufactured to keep herself safe from the outside world. A world full of lies, wrongdoings, and false hope.
A world she had come to know all too well from her past.
