Aha, what a ride that was, that was!
I would appreciate you doing it again...
...
I can make you-- me, make me full again...
You can't-- I can't avoid this, Princess.
....
Will you please keep those pretty eyes of yours shut?
Oh, how inconsiderate of me to forget; I, yes, I don't take commands spat in your-- my direction.
Do I have to spell it out? Talking backwards, is that what you want?
......
Don't be that way, my physical body, will you please look into the abyss?
I want you to look at me, my dear.
It was... getting too much for me...
I was scared.
Don't make me have to be forceful, Princess.
I don't want to see you in pain..
I could just taste the murder in it's voice. I shuddered, fearful of opening my eyes again, forcing my body to stay suspended in place, sick, not having moved for an amount of time I wasn't sure had passed.
Curious; I'd think a mare as smart and powerful as you-- I, would've... figured it out by now. Idiot.
It's been.. quite the time killer, precious stone. Oh, had it been!
.........
You've been walking a while now. Tired? Of course not...
At the pit of my heart I yearned to know how long this'd gone on. But I was trapped. Trapped in the dark with this thing that proclaimed as my thoughts, buzzing in my ear, murderous. Deadly. And perched on my shoulder.
I knew if I opened my eyes, I'd never blink again.
So full of yourself, aren't y-- I? Aha, I am proud.
....
Yet... at the same time I'd like to see how tough you are after I rip the soul out of your chest.
"What is it you want," I muttered, just slightly relieving the weight of my eyelids, enough to see the painful red melt away to black. "I don't want to do this anymore."
For a while, I was met with silence, and suddenly the rumbling of thunder under my hooves flickered my mind back into the realm of reality.
I... opened my eyes.
Nothing.
Then it was there. Again; the cold crawling over my back. I shivered.
Let me show you something, Princess...
And then everything came flashing back.
And at the same time, it didn't.
Memories flooded my head, as new ones pushed out new ones, soaring through my mind, behind my eyes. Pain. It was all I knew, as my head throbbed a single beat, as if everything was happening in slow motion.
Something grasped my shoulders, and dissipated before I could lay my eyes on it. But something had changed. Something had certainly changed.
It took something with it.
And the thought of that alone tightened my throat.
The boy, the boy! It was back again, chanting, unheeding.
The monster boy! There was another unearthly voice.
He made a deal with the master!
It's your turn now, your turn, young stone!
Or his fate'll end in disaster!
There were scattered laughs and giggles that felt were bouncing off the walls of my mind. I held my head, crying out into the abyss of voices, with the sudden urge and greed for silence again.
...
Oh...
You missed out on so much, Princess!
It was fun, wasn't it?
Well, party's over, time to go home!
You might be a bit...
LATE.
"Late" was certainly correct, as I blinked, fixing my posture on the cot and gaping at the two distraught boys before me.
"Late", was an understatement.