The great and powe... sigh.
It loses all of it's appeal when there is nopony around to see or hear Trixie. Not that Trixie wanted anypony to see her now.
And nopony would see Trixie if I didn't find solid ground to stand on. Trixie had pondered on occasion about how it would feel to float or fly. It wasn't that fun. But that might be because Trixie was actually falling and/or sinking. The only reason that the Intelligent and intuitief Trixie knew that was because she could still see the stars on one side and utter darkness on the other side. And Trixie was getting away from the former.
Very slowly. or maybe it was fast, but felt slowly because of the blood flowing out of Trixie's head. It might not be blood, as it was too dark to properly see. But it felt wet, made Trixie's hoof darker and came from behind Trixie's head. So Trixie assumed it was.
Trixie wasn't the only one sinking around. Buildings and patches of land could be seen floating around. Too far to be of use. Trixie had already tried swimming towards it, shooting herself towards it with a firework, pull herself towards it with magic and some other tricks. Fruitless at best and sending Trixie closer to the black abyss.
So the thoughtful and philosophical Trixie thought and pondered. And came to one conclusion. It might have been, a very big might, Trixie's fault. Trixie was trying a new spell out, to put twilight back in her place. Trixie had the Alicorn amulet on.
A scam it was. It was supposed to make Trixie as powerful as an alicorn and give Trixie access to an extensive amount of spells. Trixie became powerfuller, but still much weaker than that damned Twilight. And Trixie still had to learn new spells. And because of the amulet, meant that any misfire or miscasted spell ended up in much bigger explosions.
Still useful. And Trixie took much pleasure in getting a refund. The shopkeeper had been insistent on not giving any refund, but Trixie was very convincing. A fun story for another time. Trixie had found other trinkets that increased her power.
The spell was supposed to transmute earth and metal infusing it with a facsimile of life, creating a golem for Trixie to use. It would have pulled Trixie's wagon around and teach a lesson to snotty arrogant ponies who tought themselves better than Trixie.
When the spell was casted, Trixie was sent flying painfully into the air hitting her head, instead of animating the pile of carefully prepared rubble. The earth then trembled and began cracking open. A dark blueish-purplish glow coming from the cracks. Which was strange as Trixie spells were red(because of the amulet).
And then...
Trixie got here.
Not sure if it was a coincidence that the earth opened as Trixie casted her spell or if it was actually Trixie's fault. Not sure.
Trixie looked through Trixie's saddlebags. Maybe there something useful into it. Or some food. No such luck, as the bags only contained ingredients for potions and her two spellbooks. One Trixie had made herself(very empty and lots of marks from erasers. the other Trixie had found in some old desert temple. It black and had a drawing of goat skull on it's cover.
Trixie was in no mood to read. So the patient Trixie waited.
And waited.And waited. Longer and longer. As the loss of what was undeniable blood continued.
Trixie had difficulties staying awake. The only thing keeping Trixie awake was fear. Fear from the darkness which was coming closer and the stars got farther away.
Trixie took her book out. Maybe there was a spell that could help out. But Trixi...
I was not in the mood. I thought that keeping confident would help. But it's to no use. Repeating my name and referring to myself in the third person doesn't help if nopony is around it actually making me feel worse. I feel awful, i'm hungry, i'm scared, I can barely stay awake. Even if I could find a useful spell, would I even be able to cast it in my state.
but i had to try before being swallowed into the darkness. I pulled the spell book out and lighted my horn to be able to read it.
Roof tiles, roof tiles appeared as I lighted my horn. My snout hit the roof before the rest of my body fell onto it. I quickly tried to stand up and get my bearings back. But my blood loss and the strange gravity makes this so much harder.
I could barely see anything around me except for what was directly under my hooves. The light coming from my horn was very weak. And even then, it was draining me. I opened my spell book, as I still needed To heal my wound. I could now clearly see the blood dripping from behind my head.
Luckily the spell book was well organised. All healing spells could be found in the fourth and fifth chapter. I only needed to translate it. Each spell had a drawing accompanying them, showing the results of the spell(some very nasty looking) which would make finding the proper spell easier.
I found one that showed flesh and skin being mended. It was fortunately very short. I just needed to translate it.
I succeeded. I managed to translate and cast the spell. It took me a few minutes to read the spell, almost falling unconscious multiple times. And casting the spell was extremely taxing and painful. But the bleeding had stopped.
I wanted to fall asleep, but I feared that I might not wake up. I needed some rest, to allow my body to create some more blood.
My light spell was still on. Maybe I should reread the golem spell to see if I had casted it properly. As I was still not sure that this wasn't my fault.
It was a twelve page long spell. It had taken me well over a month to translate it and just as long to prepare it. Had I somehow misread it, thus causing all of this?
Yes. The answer was yes I had misread it. The "Overconfident and vanitous" Trixie had in my haste mistranslated one word, which then changed the meaning of so many sentences. I had mistaken the word summoning with transmuting. It was actually a summoning spell. Create a body for whatever you summoned to use. That's the gist of the spell.
But even then, that wouldn't explain what happened. Unless I summoned something unbelievably powerful.
Well I had stupidly mistranslated one word, so it was possible. In theory, it might have happened, not a guarantee.
Who am I kidding, everything I do goes wrong. Getting chased out of hundreds of towns, two humiliations at the hands of ursa minors(yes, I got into trouble with an ursa after being humiliated by Twilight), the manehattan firework incident, the stalliongrad firework incident and so much more. I'm definitely responsible, I just needed to admit it to myself.
"I, Trixie may have, possibly, theoretically, screwed up horrible."
I half-heartedly admitted to nopony in particular.
"No shit Sherclop."
Answered nopony in particular.
Wait, what?!