How does anyone face mortality? How would Pinkie face it? A first person POV about Pinkie's last day.

From Night came Chaos. From Chaos came creation. Then Chaos was bound by Night and her lover Day. Now when a mad goddess does battle with her ancient mentor, another goddess may be forced to release her mother's bindings...

This is something of a vent fic. It earns the “Dark” tag. Seriously. If you like happy endings, kittens, flowers, puppies, and happy ponies DO NOT READ THIS. It is dark and bitter and horrible. You've been warned.

When Gilda arrives at Rainbow Dash's house in the middle of the night, desperate for help, Rainbow Dash is eager to seize the chance at making amends. Gilda, however, might not be so forgiving.

Zecora finds a wounded mare in the forest, but something is not right with her unexpected guest. The only thing the mare will say to her is "I don't remember". When the mare's condition worsens, Zecora is faced with a disturbing question: how far will a pony go to forget?

Thanks to theforrealdeal for editing this story, you made it at least twenty percent cooler!

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This idea would not leave me alone last night when I was trying to write the next chapter of my other story. I had to get it out of my head, so I posted it here. I hope this isn't terrible, and I hope this lets me finally get back on track.

Twilight pays a visit to an old friend, but not all is as it seems.
Why is she so sad? Who is the pony that is causing her to feel this way?

Pre-read by: Sethi

Author's Note:
Originally written for a prompt. The prompt was: "The Element of Honesty."