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// Rocket (3/6/2017) 
// Story: A Pony a Day 
// by OfTheIronwilled 
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The flames jumped in a silent dance, in frayed ribbons of the most elegant reds and vibrant yellows. Bubbling beneath the surface was the subtle glint of white, a heat that curled and twirled and bled away into blues and greens. It was almost pretty. It would have been beautiful, in fact, if it wasn't destroying the planet.

Six ponies and a dragon stood staring out the circular window. Behind that giant porthole, inside a giant shaking metal behemoth, they all watched Equestria and everywhere else be eaten up. Devoured and turned to ash.

None of them said anything, until Fluttershy gave a shaky sob. Then Spike buried his head into Twilight's mane, and everypony else took their first breath since the launch.

Twilight Sparkle put her hoof to the glass. Despite the raging fireball, it was cold. Already that fireball was getting smaller and farther away. In a few minutes they'd have traveled so far that it would look like an orange marble.

"I don't understand," she muttered. "The Elements! They were supposed to..."

She didn't finish her sentence. After a while she put her hoof back to the floor with a metallic ting.

Then seven friends huddled together. In front of them, a red pinprick burned like a star.