//------------------------------// // This is my last letter // Story: This is my last letter // by z6don //------------------------------// This is my last Letter My dearest princess Celestia. I fear that this will be my last letter to you. Not regarding friendship, but my last written words period. Because I fear that after this...I will be going away for quite a while. With who I cannot say, his...It's presence has been slowly draining me of my sanity. I can no longer sleep, the insomnia has driven my appetite into nonexistence. The absolute fear I have been bearing has become overwhelming. The days have been melding into one another. All because of...him. He has no eyes, He never moves, I can only run...run...but he's always there, right behind the next tree, across the street. Always staring but never seeing. It all started roughly three months ago, shortly after the the events concerning Queen Chrysalis. Fluttershy and I had been wandering about Everfree forest searching for new plants and animals to classify. I know we don't normally go there, and if we do its usually not too far. But this day seemed to be one for adventure, and we made our way rather deep into the forest, in a direction we had never gone before. The farther we got inside the woods the darker the tree cover made it, until it appeared as the though Celestia and set the sun early, and Luna had moved into the sky. As if this weren't uncanny enough, a vision obscuring mist began to roll inwards, lending a sickening chill down my spine. It was at this point I nudged Fluttershy, positive she would be shaking in fear. What I saw forever scarred my soul, however short it remains mine. Her eyes had been sewn shut, along with her lips. Blood flowed freely from the now empty sockets of her eyes. She made muffled noises in my general direction, as if telling me something important. I no longer cared, as the screams ripped themselves from my throat I galloped off in the opposite direction as fast as my legs could take me before the teleportation spell made itself prominent in my head before my fear. The last thing I saw before casting the spell was a creature I had never seen before, blending so well with the wooded area he appeared nigh invisible. The only thing that I can describe him as is...slender...his limbs where so slender...graceful even, I barely caught a glance before vanishing. Upon returning to my home I began to hyperventilate, and passed out. As luck would have it Spike was organizing my books, and was nearby when this happened. The moment I woke up that night I rushed to the library, eager to find anything at all on the...being...that I had seen. Thoughts of Fluttershy’s well being had taken a backseat in my pursuit of knowledge. Even Spike's pleas to know what had happened fell upon deaf ears. Only when I had used every resource available to me, with nothing to prove from it, had the brutality of the situation occurred to me. Once the revelation passed I burst from the library that had become my home, making a mad dash to Fluttershy's home near the Everfree forest. Tears began streaming down my cheeks as I made it to her door, after pounding on it for what seemed like ages the door opened...revealing a completely normal Fluttershy. I didn't understand it...nor did I want to. I broke down sobbing, hugging Fluttershy as hard as I possibly could, I asked her what happened in the woods. She told me that after about 15 minutes of walking I began to freak out and disappeared. When she asked me what happened I couldn't respond...I didn't want her to think anything was amiss, so I lied...the lie I told didn't matter, what matters is that I lied about something I needed a fiend to talk about with. But something held me back from telling the truth...even to this day I cannot place a finger on it...but I suspected it had something to do with the creature I thought I saw in the woods. I had no idea at the time...but I was going to get very much acquainted with...him. After that initial encounter nothing really happened for quite a while, just regular (for ponyville anyways) run-of-the-mill days spent gathering information and helping my friends. Despite the peace that I had come to enjoy, it felt that something was always nagging me, that feeling that you've forgotten something, but can't place your hoof on what exactly it is. No matter what I read, or who I interviewed not a single pony had ever heard nor seen this creature. After a while I just brushed it off, thinking I was simply seeing things. Over a month had passed by like this, with nary a thought concerning the events that transpired. As the days passed on I began to sleep less and less, I started lashing out at my friends for trivial things, and slowly lost touch with my studies. And the dreams....the bucking dreams...they all started the same...i was either in that forsaken forest, or an abandoned hospital. I wandered in them...always wandering in the darkness. A type of pure inky blackness that seemed to leech upon your very soul, all the while the unshakable feeling of being followed. But every time I turned back there was nothing there... I awoke covered in sweat and freezing cold after wards. At first they came far and in between. Until eventually they happened every night, causing me to stave of sleep for days on end in an effort not see those terrible nightmares....those horrid, despicable dreams. Eventually Spike moved out...he couldn't take who I had become...a withered shell of a mare...the more my psychosis came out, the more my friends stopped coming round to cheer me up, until they quit coming altogether...I haven't even written you in these past months. The constant battle against him...has left me a shadow of the twilight you once knew. Last week was the last time I slept at all...I swore it would be the last time I closed my eyes for rest. For I saw him...the one who is slender...the unmoving...THE FACE, THERE IS NONE, FOREVER GAZING INTO MY BEING. The tentacles protruding from his back...the emptiness that surrounded me. DONT LOOK AT HIM, ITS RUDE TO STARE. I just want him to go away...why is he doing this...HE NEVER MOVES, HE NEVER MOVES, YET YOU MUST ALWAYS KEEP AN EYE OUT. A foe worse then any we have ever known Not because of stature but of unparalleled fear It matters not what seeds you have sown He never moves...but he is always near... Slender...Slender, terror made real Around the corner, through the Hall sanity...the only thing he wishes to steal He will catch you...as he catches all. It's rude to stare...It's rude to stare...It's rude to stare...It's rude to stare...It's rude to stare...It's rude to stare...It's so rude to stare. THE FACE, I CAN'T FORGET THE FACE. IT'S NOT THERE...ITS SIMPLY NOT THERE. I'm sorry Celestia...I have to leave now...and in a hurry, if I don't then He will surely get me. I'm positive of it. I beg you...please don't let anyone into the Everfree forest ever again. Please...I can't bear knowing that anypony else suffering the same fate I am. I don't know when this letter will arrive...soon I hope, soon enough so that this can be prevented. HE CANT BE STOPPED, NO USE IN TRYING. JUST RUN, RUN AS FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE. I really have to go now... Your Faithful Student Twilight Spar- SlEnDeR,sLeNdEr,SlEnDeR,sLeNdEr,SlEnDeR End A/N : this was definitely fun to write, and if I end up getting enough positive reviews or follows I just might end up continuing this story. Slowly bringing each of the mane 6 into the fold. I hope you had as much fun reading this as I did writing it. That is, after an all nighter of slender and hospice :3