[soft music]
Hey there, subtitlechad.
That's right, (You).
Thanks for being here on the ride. I mean it.
See these mares?
These mares are precious. They're pure.
People of our ilk do not deserve them.
No mere human does.
This mare in particular has every right to hate our kind.
And yet, here they are staring back at us.
Choosing to commune with us from another realm.
Why are they here?
And why have we been blessed by their presence?
I don't have the answers to those questions,
but I do know one thing:
It would be wrong of us to let them fade into obscurity.
So, in spite of all our differences,
and our stupid petty squabbles,
at the end of the day,
I'm glad you're here with me.
(This is us right now btw)
Anyway,
don't stop loving mares.
Write about them, draw about them, sing about them.
Remember them.
It's what they deserve,
in exchange for the joy they bring us.
Together we can keep them alive.
Our time runs short.
Godspeed, fren.
Stay cozy...
and embrace mare.