I was still laying in the levitating bed I summoned, but I wished the sensation I felt earlier didn’t stop. I have been feeling uneasy for the last few hours. I’m fully aware that time in the dreamscape doesn't move at the same rate as real time, but I knew that I should have woken up by now. Something’s wrong, and I need to find out what.
It didn’t take me long either. I received a visitor. Much to my joy, It was Luna. She made her presence known by backside somewhat. “You know,” I started, getting into a sitting position to face her. “Even though I appreciate the visit, I would still like to know when you’re here. I once had a weird dream where I had to take care of an invasion of the real Pinkie Pie. I still don’t understand how she pulled it off, though I don’t expect I ever will.” I sighed, then looked Luna in the eyes. She looked upset. “Wait, what-” I found myself receiving an unexpected hug from the nightly princess. “What’s going on?” Luna took a seat next to me on the bed, followed by tugging me next to her with her wing. Is she crying? “What’s wrong?”
After wiping her face with her other wing, she finally spoke. “Thou is in a coma, Spirit, and that’s not the worst of it.”
That was rather subtle, but I took the bait. “What’s the worst of it?” she couldn’t answer immediately. Thanks to her practically holding my head to her chest, I could hear from her heartbeat that it wasn’t good. “It’s alright. If you don’t want to say it, you don’t have to.”
“No. We have to. Thou needs to know. There’s a high chance that thou won’t survive, and if thou dose, thou more than likely won’t be the same.” Well, fuck. I usually don’t do this, but I could tell that Luna needed it. I returned the hug.
“You know what? I think Equestria wouldn’t be deprived of anything special if death came to claim me. Sure, the few that know me might morn somewhat, but nothing special or necessary would be missing.” then I remembered my only purpose here involving discord, but didn’t say anything about it.
“How could thou say such a thing?” Luna’s tone was filled with horror. “How could you accept it?”
“Oh Luna,” I sighed. “It’s not specifically my possible death I’m accepting. I’m accepting the sad fact of life that, like everything has a beginning, everything has an end and that I’m powerless to go against it. You and Tia might be exceptions but that doesn’t mean you haven’t seen it.”I have been told by Twilight that they have lived for at least a thousand years. Seeing that that defied almost, if not all logic I have, I didn’t believe her. That was until I took the time and used my eyes. I could see it in their eyes. A long life and not all experiences being pleasant. I could tell that Celestia and Luna have seen much, and therefore I also see much regret and sadness when they have to think of the past. There’s more. They have witnessed death and plenty of it. More than they deserve. It is with this knowledge that I know that the only pony that can understand my point other than Luna was Celestia. “You know I’m right.”
Being reminded of this, Luna started to really breakdown, and all I can do is comfort her. Everything I have said to her so far has been nothing but the cold-blooded truth. The undeniable, painstaking truth.
“With this in mind, I’m not afraid to die.” I guided her to lay down on the bed. She rested her head on my lap, but I decided to let her. She needs it, especially now. There’s no telling how long we spent like that. I only knew that it was longer than five minutes because most of the fur in my lap was wet from Luna’s tears. “You know, I just got an idea. Because I wasn’t supposed to exist in this world, maybe-” I was going to say that any memory of me might disappear, or that I return to where I came from, but I didn’t get to finish. Luna shot straight up into a sitting position. She looks pissed.
“Not supposed to exist? Don’t think in such a way.” I waved my hoofs around in a panic.
“Okay, sorry. Calm down.” my attempt to calm her barely succeeded.
“We don’t want to lose any…..one sooner than we have too.” then there was silence.
After some thinking, I said: “Luna, I rarely give my word because when I do, I hold to it true.” that caught Luna’s attention. “With that in mind, believe me when I say you have my word I will pull through this.” I saw a flicker of hope spark in Luna’s eyes/
“Promise?”
“Luna, you have my word. Please don’t make me explain it’s meaning again. I hate repeating myself.” she gave me a hug so tight that I almost broke my word.
“Thank you.” her grip around me loosened. Deciding to comfort her with some extra effort, I wrapped my forelegs around her neck. Though it put my face in her mane, I ignored it for her sake. Anything to avoid being a burden.