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// She Knows Not That Light Only Blinds 
// Story: Atelophobia 
// by Ice Star 
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where something like stars dance around them
twilight sparkle and Her, the Sun Goddess
stand and almost float
in something like pure magic

as memories like check boxes on some Grand Plan
float on by
and Celestia talks with the passion of any ballad
of how proud She is
and twilight thinks she might die at those words
if she hasn't already

she worked hard, Celestia says
she used skills, not for herself 
(the thought makes twilight cringe)
but for everypony else
she bettered equestria
not herself
twilight sparkle does not like to be selfish
because She says she should not be
and so it is

and twilight sparkle feels her own magic
and something much, much more
transform her
and make her almost-anew
and alter her
and everything twilight cannot fathom
(not that she would ever acknowledge that)
on her blind walk to 
what she thinks is destiny
or has to be
where light shines everywhere
and cloaks her
(she feels that it illuminates instead of blinds, after all, it is the dark that blinds, not the light)
because when she looks around
at the ground of ponyville

She is bowing too
and twilight
is (almost) in Her image