In the depths of the Everfree Forest, past abandoned houses, past Timberwolves and frightening beasts, was a trapdoor at the base of a grand old oak tree.
Blue magic delicately surrounded the handle and pulled. Dirt and dust rose into the air when Rarity opened the trapdoor. She stepped back, trying to protect her coat from the mess. When the dust settled, she had no choice but to remain there for a moment, taking in the implication of dirt and dust and time collected on the door.
She lifted her hoof to her chest, a habit so very hard to break, and she was surprised to be surprised at the fact that her hoof found no necklace to toy with.
Why should it?
She finally moved forwards, down the stairs that creaked under her step, and into the tunnel scarcely illuminated by her horn. There was light at the end of the tunnel, the sight of a library in the distance, and she was filled with… sadness? No, that wasn’t entirely accurate, was it? Resignation, perhaps? No, that too was a feeling long past.
At the sight of the library, Rarity felt acceptance, the final step in the so-called stages of grief.
She strode forward and soon enough was bathed in the light of the magic chandelier, powered by the alicorn lying on a blanket and reading a book.
Rarity stood by the entrance of the tunnel and allowed herself a moment to smile at Princess Twilight much like one would smile at childhood photos of days long, long gone. She felt quietly proud that sadness no longer haunted her.
“Rarity?” asked Twilight Sparkle, turning a page of her book. “What does ‘La La Land’ mean?”
Rarity stepped closer. “‘La La Land’? It’s… I suppose it’s a state of being more than anything. Somepony who’s always very fanciful or always lost in dreams and fantasy.” She grinned. “In other words, nearly the entire population of Los Pegasus.”
Twilight did not look up, but she smiled. “And you, too?”
Rarity laughed. “On occasion, perhaps.” She glanced at the book. “What are you reading?”
“Galaxies Bleed Stars by Solar Rose,” she replied. “It’s all right.” She turned another page. “But you’re not here to ask about my book.”
A beat, one in which Rarity contemplated the alicorn and replied, “No, I’m not.”
She levitated a pillow over, placing it on the floor and planting her hindquarters on it.
“I went on a date today, Twilight,” she declared with a winning smile.
“You’ve gone on those before,” Twilight pointed out, turning back a page for a moment before returning it back to its proper place. “Was it Rift?”
“Goodness, no,” she quickly replied.
True, she’d pondered the idea before but … but he was too involved. Far, far too involved.
“Was it the scientist again?” Twilight asked, turning the page. “Crystal Beaker? Or the librarian? Page Turner?”
“No, no, neither one, no,” Rarity replied quickly. “It didn’t work out with either, though they were lovely ponies.”
“Why didn’t it work out?” Twilight asked, and the ghost of a smile passed through her lips.
Rarity laughed. “Now, darling, we both know the answer to that, do we not?” She took a breath and continued. “No, her name is Citrine Spark. She’s a unicorn like myself, and she has a very endearing affinity towards …” Rarity wrinkled her nose. “Explosions.”
“Citrine Spark,” Twilight repeated, slowly and carefully.
“We went on a lovely date today,” Rarity continued. “She asked me all about my newest designs! I’m working on my winter range, you know? Found myself inspired by floral patterns and so on.” She laughed softly. “I fear I might have been a tad too technical with my terms! The poor dear had trouble keeping up.”
“I didn’t,” Twilight replied, and so another page was turned.
“Well, If she likes me, truly and sincerely, she will learn the terms,” Rarity said defensively.
“Just like you learned the Starswirl Decimal System,” Twilight again added, and Rarity smiled.
“I didn’t think of you, Twilight,” she finally said, her tone losing its cheer and instead dripping with that silly little word so similar to resignation. She spoke with acceptance. “For the first time in over a year, I went on a date with a lovely pony, and I did not compare them to you. I did not think of you.” Her laughter nearly bordered on sad. “It was almost liberating.”
“Almost?” Twilight asked. “Why almost?”
Rarity’s voice fell to a whisper. “Now, my darling, we both know the answer to that, do we not?” Silence reigned, loud and screaming and haunting, and she felt muted.
“I can tell you what you want to hear,” Twilight said, still not looking up from her book. “If it’ll help you. Would you like that? Ask me your question.”
And Rarity did.
“How are you, Twilight?”
And finally, Twilight looked up with eyes black as the night and set them on Rarity.
“I’m fine, Rarity,” she said with a smile. “It’s only another thousand years.”
Eternity passed in a moment, until she heard hoofsteps behind her and a familiar voice.
“Rarity,” said Princess Luna.
“I really didn’t think of her,” Rarity said, staring at the petrified dream-construct of her long-gone hopes. Of a pony that had locked herself away a little over a year ago. “I really didn’t.”
“Pinkie told me,” said Princess Luna, her voice a soothing song. “She was at war with herself over it, but I am glad she did this despite her doubts. This Citrine Spark mare sounds most pleasant.”
“She was,” Rarity replied.
“Will you be seeing her again?” the Princess asked, and Rarity laughed humorlessly.
“I don’t think I shall. She was lovely, and I’m certainly glad Pinkie arranged the date, but… we’re simply not a perfect match, as it were. Which is no trouble at all, since I don’t think I even have the time to go on dates.”
Silence loomed.
“You still love her,” Luna noted. Not a question, not a theory, but a fact plainly stated. Life marching ever forward did not mean that feelings did as well.
Rarity lifted her hoof once again and placed it where a necklace would be. “I forget it’s not there, sometimes. I reach out to hold it, and it’s not there, and I can feel the panic setting in all over again.”
When she moved down her hoof, a bright pink necklace hung from her neck.
“Pinkie asked to guard it, did she not?” Luna asked.
Rarity laughed, shaking her head. “She was practically forced to! I don’t doubt ponies thought me vain! That strange unicorn that kept glancing at her necklace every other minute, diamond-obsessed surely, staring and staring and waiting and waiting for… for what? For it to glow?” Her voice grew quiet. “For it to not glow?”
“You wait for it not to glow?”
Though Rarity noticed the concern in the alicorn’s voice, she felt no inclination to alleviate it.
“I… I don’t wait for that. I would never,” she said, “and yet…”
There, in her dreams, in the most private thing she had…
There, she could confess what no other but she and Princess Luna were allowed to know.
“It frightens me, Princess Luna,” she said, and she could feel the tears hot in her eyes. “It frightens me even more now that I’ve moved on. Now that I look back and see. Now that it’s been so long. I want it so desperately, but I’m afraid.”
“You are afraid? What of?”
Her hoof brushed the necklace again.
“What will I do?” she whispered. “If it ever glows again.”
Wait... I'm confused, is Twilight being a ghost back in the library entirely a dream or did it actually happen earlier in the story and I was just entirely blind to it? Or is this something that's going to happen?
This chapter confuse me a bit. Rarity talked like she has knew Luna for years, and Twilight, somehow, vanished from her life?
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the most likely answer is that this interlude takes place in the time twilight shut herself inside the library near the end of TEL. after rarity moved to hollow shades she gave pinkie the necklace as she tried to move on. she may have lost twilight but she still had luna to confide in.
I'd agree it's a flashback to the time Twilight was stuck in the library and keeping everyone out, and a dream Rarity had during that time.
8993944 8993940 Pretty sure 8993927 nailed it on the head. This is a flashback to the unwritten two-year gap between when Twilight kicked Rarity out of the library and when Twilight was freed.
'Oof' is all I've got. Heavy drama awaits.
Wow. Well done as always! Get better Mono, kidney stones are a bitch!
Wait, Rarity moved on from Twilight during those two years? I don't remember that being mentioned before. Is this Why Rarity seemed to not be able to fully commit to Twilight lately. Oh man, this is so sad.
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She told herself she moved on, she tried to, she doubts.
Lovely chapter as always. Rarity's perspective is a delight, even if it is heart-rending.
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The necklace glows in the presence of discords magic.
Oof. That hurts... now to wonder if Rarity's distant from Twilight because she actually did make progress in moving on from her, or out of guilt from trying to.
You focus on you right now. We'll be looking forward to the next chapter when you're feeling better.
Oof... dat survivor’s guilt though...
I think the idea that Rarity still thinks it's her story is wonderful and interesting!
The clear answer is to march right back into that library and find your princess.
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My thoughts exactly. Get better soon Mono!
I'm sad now... I just read through the entirety of The Enchanted Library, and as far as I could in this book... And now I actually have to wait to enjoy the book I could by far call my favorite book ever and the best book I have ever read? (Yes I consider The Enchanted Library and The Enchanted Kingdom as one book.) Mono... I beg you... give me another chapter of this masterpiece soon... I shall follow in misery until then.
Also I hope you get better soon, Mono. I'm so sorry these things have been happening to you.
...Stomp him in da nuts?!
... But seriously, I feel dis Discord deserves some good old 'nuts stomping massage'.
Ouch. I just caught up on these last three chapters and the foreshadowing is real. I'm glad we're finally getting a look into what's causing Rarity's behavior, and yet... every cute chapter we get is painful, because I know everything's going to come tumbling down again.
Good shit man.
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Rarityyyyyyyy
And now I'm officially caught up.
God I hate this feeling. X3. I'll definitely be keeping my eyes peeled for this one. Absolutely worth it.
And if Rarity can make it 2 years, and Twilight over a thousand, I can manage. XP
Ouch. You know, I'm proud of Rarity for trying to move on, even starting dating again! That had to be a very hard decision to follow through on. Even though she did date some ponies that shared the same interests as Twilight, it's the fact that she was putting forward the effort to live her life and move on that was really commendable.
And then, the best/worst thing happened. Twilight came back.
Trying to move on for years, finally coming to terms with the loss she experienced, and then, Twilight's back from the dead. It's no wonder Rarity's having a bit of a time with this. Trying to reconcile the past with the present...it's a lot to process. Fantastic chapter as always!
This was a wonderful little addition. I'm sorry you're still struggling, and you have all my sympathy and support. Burnout can be horrible. I've dealt with similar thoughts and worries of my own, so I can relate.
I'm glad to know you're working your way through it, and I wish you the best of luck in continuing to work though it, as well as everything else you're dealing with.
You'll get past the burnout, I know you will. And remember, you're amazingly talented. That's a fact, and don't you forget it.
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Its a good pic
Nice art. 👌
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I approve of the artwork.
Mono, you had BETTER not irreparably damage the relationship these two have. I can’t take any more tears.
"Citrine Spark" i see what you did there.
oooooooooooooooooof. just...oof.
also, was their supposed to be a picture with this chapter?
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this isn't even in English