User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20151227230101


 * The Mare Do Well looks down at her flank, where previously the icon of an eight-pointed sun was displayed for all to see. Indeed, it is probably the most famous cutie mark of all time.

Mare Do Well: "For a thousand years, I raised the sun to bring warmth, life, and legend to Equestria. That was my role—provider and protector of the nation. It was where I belonged."


 * Her gaze seems to fall slightly.

Mare Do Well: "And even before I took the throne, I had a place, even if it was a much simpler one. Simply frolicking at my sister's side... That was where I belonged."


 * At this point, it is clear that she is not even looking at anything in particular.

Mare Do Well: "But now... My sister believes I am lying in a grave outside of Canterlot, and so do all of my former subjects. I can't reach out to them as I once did. No, even the sun is beyond my reach now. My sister has assumed control of the sun, and I cannot take it back without ruining all I've worked for lately."


 * Another shiver.

Mare Do Well: "This cutie mark has no meaning now... For the first time in my life—or whatever this earthly presence is—there is nowhere I belong."


 * Parlys mockingly puckers his lips.