Celestia has a disturbing revelation about the limits of alicorn mortality. With time suddenly turned against her, she must embark on a journey to find the source of her unrest: an ancient memory drawing her inexorably to a forest that time forgot.
Winner of the October 2019 Writeoff contest: "Crossing Over."
Edited by Miller Minus. He's a champ!
You made me cry.
This was...oddly disturbing to me. Not quite sure why, but honestly this felt less...sad, and more like some kind of existential horror in a way I can't quite explain.
It's like...like they collapse deep into a singularity of themselves, and essentially become some sort of eternally isolated metaphysical black hole.
Maybe it's peaceful, but I can't help but see it as a kind of eternal loneliness.
This is beautiful.
Good story!