Thoughts from a Pegasus

((Written in perspective of Zain)) I figured I'd start jotting down what I'd like to call my inner thoughts. There wasn't much reason to have this besides the urge to get whatever I had on my mind out of the way. Whatever there is to write down I suppose. Well. Here it goes. I miss some of my old loves. One's name was Skyra. Not who some might be thinking of, she wasn't really a big name around despite being of royal blood. She was a doe, which is an odd thing for a pegasus to fall in love with, but it was love nonetheless. We happened upon each other on a beach, and what went down there was an event for sure. We were really quite a couple, both adventurous and thick-headed. Together, almost nothing could get past us if we really thought about it. I was the brawn and she was the brains. An inventor and a brilliant sorcerer. Hell, she even made up a concept for wings that I didn't think was possible. I've long since stashed those plans, lest anyone find them. She'd want them to be built by my hooves, but I can't bring myself to look at them without tearing up. She had to go back to take care of whatever duties she had. Her disappearance has long since haunted me and her kingdom. Another was named Pink Frosting. At least, that's what memory serves to remember me. The first time we met was at an old friend's donut shop. Some might know them as Thomas Donut. It was an accidental encounter as we happened to be going through the doors at the same time. She bumped into me, and I spilled coffee all over her. Hah, what a mess I was about apologizing. After that, we stayed in contact for a bit before eventually losing each other. I know, it's odd, but we found each other after a year or so apart and something eventually clicked. I think I kissed her first, on a cold night with her snuggled up in my wing. It was magical. Like the Skyra, we were both adventurers. It wasn't long before we found ourselves out and about and looting what we could while saving those we could. I proposed to her in the same spot her father propose to her mother. Incidentally, I also fell into the river as well. It was an odd coincidence. However, after I proposed, she soon disappeared as well. I left her a tape explaining what I could and my ring on top of that in her house. She had disappeared for three months. I couldn't take waiting any longer, she showed no signs of coming back. Finally, Pivot Point. Oh, I can't forget this relationship. She was beautiful, in her times of glory. Adorable when flustered, and absolutely stunning if you gave her the chance to stun you. She was a shy mare before I met her, always sat in the back and normally didn't get attention from what I was told. I remember almost every detail of her. Down to her mane, hoodie, headphones and how she hated it when I called her Pivvy. She wasn't one for adventure, but I'll be damned if I see her ever go down without putting up one hell of a fight. One of her friends was A.I. A simple name, I know, but there wasn't much to call them. It was as simple as the name describes it: an AI that was there to keep her company. I was friends with both, but this one didn't disappear. Nono, something happened between us one night that I dare not remember. It was my fault, and that's all I wish to disclose. I do hope she's doing alright. That's all on my thoughts as of the moment. This should clear my mind, as it's been recorded to do so with many others. However, I do have a bakery to run, and places to explore. Hopefully this will not be my first and last entry into this book.