//------------------------------// // When... // Story: A World Unknown // by Phoenix Nebula //------------------------------// When… Memories…. It felt like there was a huge gap in them, like an eternity was missing. Before the gap was her last memory. It felt like an ancient memory, like an entirely different lifetime. Once more she could feel her emotions welling up. Her heart felt heavy as she fought back tears attempting to return… She shook her head. There was no use in crying… ‘How much time has passed?’ She asked herself. Looking back at her reflection she pondered. It must have been so long ago then… she was far larger than she remembered Celestia being, and Celestia was thousands of years old… “Thousands of years? Is that how long it has been?” She asked herself aloud. Once more she fought back tears. The tightness in her chest returned like her heart was being crushed under the weight of the universe. This time a tear did slip through, but no more. She stood back up on her hooves and moved away from the lake. Concentrating her thoughts on her missing memories. What were they? Why could she not recall anything? Did it have a correlation to this strange world she woke up on? This world what was it? The mare looked around at her surroundings. She could take in the complete view now that her mind was more stable. She was in some sort of sparse forest around a large lake. From what she could discern she woke up in a clearing along the bank of the aforementioned lake. What really drew her attention was how unusual the foliage was. The grass was a soft aquamarine blue-green, while the trees had a burnt-orange coloration. Shrubs that lined the floor of the forest also had this strange orange coloration. The bark of these trees had a crimson-brown tint to them almost like brick. “What are these plants?” She asked, At that point she realized that she was just adding questions onto a pile and it was beginning to feel redundant to ask. She continued to examine the flora… it felt familiar… She landed on the barren landscape. She was exhausted, but she wasn’t done yet. Magic began to flow through her horn. A soft, ghostly energy shimmered down onto the lifeless soil. From where the energy touched plant life shot fourth; grass, aquamarine in color. ]Upon seeing her spell work she smiled. The grass began to expand out from where she stood, showing no sign of stopping. Looking to the west she began to trot at a slow, steady pace. The grass continued to grow and spread out word from wherever she stepped and her magic touched. Her pace increased and before long she was galloping across the barren surface leaving an expanding cone of grass in her wake. Soon other flora began to spring up. Trees of varying shapes sizes and colors. Every tree had some varying shade of, red, orange, or yellow; like it was always autumn. For days she galloped across the surface of the world spreading life wherever she went. Eventually her exhaustion become too much. She couldn’t run any longer. She stopped and collapsed… by a lake…. It did not matter, however, here task was done. The world now had life. There was one more thing that needed to be done… but she was too exhausted. Soon she fell into a deep sleep… “I made this?” She said in awe. Taking a step back she once more scanned the area with her vision. All of it she grew… but why? Does that mean she also created this world… … … Once again her mind was in chaos. Twilight shook her head to clear her mind once more along with taking deep breaths. Once her nerves were calmed and her mind too, one more question entered her mind; “When did I do this?”