//------------------------------// // Meteora // Story: Alone // by Quill of Filth //------------------------------// The horizon was glowing orange, presenting dawn. Crystal shards sparkled in the light, like falling stars that surrounded her as she fell in slow motion. Unstable cyan magic sparked and discharged from her horn. Images the ancient mirror showed her flashed. It seemed to her it was correct in its prophecy and judgment. She was lost. Broken. But she just wanted to heal. Was she searching for something she didn't deserve? Was she ignorant in trying to find it? Arrogant? Selfish? Blind? Each day she fought a vicious cyclical war. A battle alone that never ended. But she limped and bled her way to where she was and yet, she still carried on. Why? Was it instinct?  What drove her before was vengeance and resentment. Now she was hollow, the oppression of the void smothering her. With no one else to blame or fault. Left with the deep down guilt slowly eating away at her that she suppressed. Now she walked a desolate path of sorrow. And her gift of a second chance, a chance to walk a path of atonement and redemption was gone. Images of Twilight manifested in her mind. The one who saved her from the winds of a fateful demise. The one who gave her the gift of a second chance despite the evil and pain she inflicted. The one who cared enough to offer her a place to stay. She wouldn't mind seeing her again just to say thank you. Her mind traveled to Starlight. Her comforting embrace. Her forgiveness. It then traveled to Trixie, who shared her story of unpleasant actions. Then to Discord, who offered an ear to her for some reason, that seemed more compassionate than cozen despite her disregardment. She smiled. If only she could fly… But now she was rapidly approaching the existential truth. She wondered what awaited her. Perhaps nothing at all since she would no longer exist. She would fall into 'space'. A bottomless abyss. But maybe there would be something waiting for her beyond. After all, magic exists… Her body hit the ground. But somehow, she was semi conscious. Enough to hear and feel a giant burst of energy as she faded out. Her horns' magic ceased.