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// Never Meant to Know 
// Story: Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot 
// by Equimorto 
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"I know you're there, you know?" Twilight said. She didn't actually know if it was the case or not. But if she was right it would make her look good, and if she wasn't no one would know. Still, after a moment, she sighed. She wasn't expecting an answer, even if she turned out to be right.
She didn't know what it was that made Harmony so unwilling to talk to her. Whether it was a choice, or there were deeper reasons holding her back. Whether it had to do with the Behemoth's presence or not. She did worry, many times, that its arrival might have caused some lasting damage to Harmony itself, but she hadn't felt anything there. She was fairly certain she would have felt it.
And the crystal structure she was in had come out of everything seemingly unscathed. Not even a little crack on the walls, not even a scratch anywhere. It was all perfectly pristine, like the first time she'd walked in there. But Harmony still refused to talk to her.
It was unnerving. Not even in a deep and disconcerting way, it was annoying on the most petty of levels. Pass the early years when she didn't know the Tree even existed. Pass most of the time afterwards too, maybe it couldn't do it back then. But at some point it had clearly gained the ability to manifest to others. Even in dreams, apparently.
And yet, nothing. "It would have been useful, you know?" Twilight said. It wasn't the first time. "You'd think I'd have been tested enough by this point. You'd think the well being of everyone would be more important than seeing whether or not I can do it without help." She lightly bit her tongue for a bit. "Whether or not we can do it without help."
In the back of her head, she acknowledged it as herself switching to bargaining, but on the outside she went, "It doesn't even have to be me! Why not Rarity? Or Pinkie? Or Celestia? Or Starlight? Scootaloo? Why not literally anyone?" She kicked the floor. It hurt her a lot more than she hurt it. "We need all the help we can get and all you're doing is staying silent. Even a little reassurance would be useful, you know?"
But the building didn't answer.