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// 12. Belligerent Battles 
// Story: Mirror Mirror 
// by LittleFaerieFire 
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Belligerent Battles



Sunset


After my hasty retreat from the displeased deity that ruled this castle, I had spent hours ripping through my notes on the Crystal Empire. Unfortunately, even with my access to the restricted section, they were rather light reading. What was worse was that I had found nothing that would be of worth to me in reviewing my work. Perhaps the parasite would be willing to exchange her help for these notes?

Unlikely as that was, I once more found myself teleporting into the library ignoring the creeping shivers that were crawling throughout my spine. I would sleep when I was dead. Actually, at the rate I was going that may be a distinct possibility. I would more than likely have to proffer myself to the shades that clung to my dreams. Hopefully, that would pull the specters that managed to escape to the waking world back within. Dismissing my thoughts on that rather disquieting subject I turned toward the medical section of the library and began my search.

I could claim to be a master of many fields that an average unicorn would have little chance of learning. I however was not gifted in this field and it held little interest for me to spend my time studying it. I could heal a shallow cut and cauterize a deeper wound; anything beyond that was not accessible to me. If the parasite wishes to have a spell that could rip a pony in two before stitching it back together not allowing it the mercy of death. I could have easily provided however it for some reason seemed to be against the use of such magic. It still had the blind naivety that most of our species manage to hold.

It would learn in time that there are worse things than physical pains. She was still a filly that had entered a realm of monsters wearing the flesh of ponies. Puppeteering those around them to their every advantage. She at least managed to get a powerful actor on her side immediately thanks to her ascension. Princess Celestia was a near-perfect aegis however she was kept in check thanks to the crown that rested upon her head. Without an agent that would gladly discard the rules that Pony society thrived on… I suddenly am unsure if I hate the parasitic pink pony more or less.

Deciding that it would be prudent to bribe the perhaps not nearly as naive as I had initially thought pony before I decided to sort out the peculiarities of the feelings that were felt against it at a later time. Turning back to the reason that I had even dared to brave the library once more I dove into the books with a gusto that was unmatched by any pony alive. Searching for anything at all that could be possibly used to heal the damaged horn of a Unicorn. Words began to bleed black as I lost myself in the study of arcane mysteries.  

During my time analyzing my previously acquired knowledge, I could hear many a pony come over and catch sight of my work only to predictably retreat. The librarians still held the torch of fear from my previous daytime visits. They couldn't be reliably taught it seemed. I should remind them. Perhaps an illusionary trap that would have them believe that they were falling to their dooms? A tad bit simple but it would do the trick. After all, they were still disturbing my work.

There was a reason that I had spent most of my time within the royal libraries after dark when every pony was no longer within its knowledge-filled walls. Even then last night had proven that was no longer a sanctuary first Princess Celestia had intruded upon my work and then the Parasite. Frowning at the thought of the parasite once more flickering through my mind. I pushed the stray thoughts away and continued my work.

Maladies and panaceas were plentifully found within these old tomes. Yet nothing I had looked through had anything to cure a broken Unicorn horn. It seems that I would have to search in the section that Princess had long since forbidden, to find this piece of leverage. It would be a foolish endeavor to go so soon after drawing the gaze of the deity of the Sun. That would have to wait. With that blocked for the moment, I could neither continue my search for knowledge on the Crystal Empire nor the newest Princess’s connection to it.

Willing the books back into their proper places on the shelves. I began to make my way out of the library after all I had little time to waste. I needed to meet a particular pony that thought she was able to trap me. I was not able to be outmaneuvered by Princess Celestia herself and yet this pony thought herself above me? I would have to remind her of the correct order of things.

Making my way through the castle towards one of the servant's quarters. A silver wrench embedded into the stone door was the only marker against the otherwise plain door. I raised my hoof and slammed it into the door. I could hear a thud and then plenty of cursing emanating from behind the door.

“What in the deepest pits of Tartarus do you want?” I heard Silver Swirl grumble out as she made her way toward the door. I simply took a hoof-step back and waited for her to open the door so I could properly introduce myself. I didn't have to wait long as the door was flung open to reveal the silver pony. Her eyes tightened as she looked for the pony that dared wake her during the day. They widen as her eyes find my form.

“Silver Swirl, would you mind if we entered your room?” My voice was a sickly sweet thing that had the older pony flinching back. Her eyes were flickering down the hallway perhaps to see if she could escape past me. I added a smile at the thought which did wonders for the Pony in front of me. 

Was she afraid of me? Why under Princess Celestia’s Sun would any Pony be afraid of me? Especially this Pony who was trying her best not to cower before me? It wasn't as if she had informed me of the wrong furniture to acquire. That failure allowed Princess Celestia to once more learn of another of my failures. Oh, wait perhaps this pony did indeed have something to fear.

“We can speak here.” Silver Swirl said after she found what remained of her spine as she stepped out from behind her door into the hallway. She even managed to meet my eyes. I would say it was impressive, but the mare was obviously-. “What are you thinking waking me up so damn early, Shimmer?” She grounded out not sounding afraid at all. Mostly just tired. Did she not fear me? Was I not still the terror of this castle? The feared demon, caged by the Sun herself. “If you don't answer what under the blazing Sun you want, I am going back to sleep.”

“Fine, tell me why you had me acquire the wrong chairs?” I asked the silver pony before me. She simply stared back at me before sighing.

“Did you wake me up before the sunset so you could talk to me about chairs? I swear Shimmer.” Silver Swirl said as she dodged the question ineffectively. Upon seeing the annoyance that I let flow from my face she began to rub at her face. “Fine whatever, let's talk about chairs. Just don't complain when I wake you up in the middle of the night to talk about… Yeah, that somewhat fell flat, especially with your recent sleeping habits. Come in.” Silver Swirl said as she swung open her door.

I followed her into the room that had once been a bedroom. It was now a mess of pipes and mechanical contraptions. There was scrap metal and design plans littered throughout the floor, blocking any view of the stones beneath. She made her way with perfected ease through the death trap waiting to happen. I followed in her hoof steps and made use of my magic to make sure that nothing fell on me. It was only once we made it to a bed and a desk that was pushed aside from each other did she once more speak.

“SO then Shimmer what is it about the chairs that were so important.” Silver Swirl asked with exaggerated emphasis as she sat at the desk. “They didn't get roasted already? As they are supposed to be fire retardant.” I doubt the enchantments placed on any mass-produced product would last very long or be strong enough to hold against any of my flames.

“No, they haven't been turned to ash. It is when I came here last to figure out what sort of chairs I needed to replace the ones that had been reduced to dust. I had asked for the exact replacements. Not anything enchanted.” I slowly explained to the Earth Pony before me who had adopted a face of constipation. How did the enchantments escape my attention I would have certainly noticed them when I layered my own. 

“Unicorns are always thinking with magic. -” Silver Swirl snorts out. “- They were the exact replacement chairs except for one thing: the wood was treated with some different coats that have been proven to be more resistant to stray flames. Some Dragons use the same sort of things in their paints that were in the finish.” She concluded making no sense other than the fact that she had purposely given me faulty information.

“And why did you suggest these chairs that were not the same ones that I had previously had?” I demanded dropping any pretense of civility. If she was going to waste even more of my time she did not deserve the false kindness that I had originally adopted.

“Don't raise your tone with me, filly.” Silver Swirl snorts as she turns away from me and begins to rummage through one of the desk drawers. I at this moment contemplated the intelligence of the Pony before me as she turned her head away from a Magus that she had just derided. “Ah, here it is. By the order of her grand highness, the lady Sunbutt herself.” She says as she finds a scroll before tossing it at me. I of course catch it telekinetically and unroll it.

“Damn her,” I couldn't help but mutter out as I read the contents of the order. The next time I was to request any sort of furniture it was to be of this new fire-retardant variety. She had put this order in nearly half a year ago. I had been outmaneuvered by her as if I were a simple toy in her hooves. I hadn't even considered that she would implement something like this.

“See orders are orders.” Silver Swirl says with a shrug as I remove the scroll from my face. “I had my hooves tied.” She had received direct orders from Princess Celestia herself. I wanted to blame her but she did the same thing I would have done in her hooves. That didn't mean the anger dissipated but I pushed it down for now. Letting it coagulate within my blood.

“Has she left you any other similar orders? Or any pony else that you know of?” If she was ordaining secretive arrangements that were targeting me I would have to take countermeasures of my own.

“What if I had gotten the command to not tell you about the other orders?” Silver Swirl said with a cruel smirk plastered on her lips. She… She would do exactly that. Leaving me with no way out other than brute force. I would have to plan my next moves carefully if she was already mobilizing the workers against me. Wait if she was already doing this, did she have proof? I felt ice begin to sluice down my back. Two fantom white wings enveloped my form entrapping me within her trap.

I needed to grab my things. I had to get out while I still could. This explains the mirror. She just wanted to taunt me into staying. Showing what I wanted most and using it as a carrot to bait the trap that she is about to spring. I was running through the formula for my teleportation spell when I felt a small screw bounce off my horn shattering my spell and concentration. Silver Swirl had a frown on her face and a bucket of various small screws next to her.

“First I know the Princess taught you to listen to other ponies when they are talking to you. Especially if it is one of the few ponies that have seen you grow up from an explosive stick of dynamite always ready to blow to an even bigger charge with a much larger fuse. So stop with your fancy magic and calm down. You look as if someone just tried to attack the Princess.” Silver Swirl said as she threateningly picked up another screw.

I glared at the silver Pony and heeded her words even as I began to bleed heat into the room at a reduced rate. I would need every advantage I could get if I was to encounter Princess Celestia. “Alright, good. Now I would ask what got your tail in a twist but I know it's something that only makes sense in your head. So is there anything else I can do for you, Shimmer? Seeing how you went and woke me up for a conversation about chairs! Chairs!” Silver Swirl sighed after she finished announcing to the entire castle that I was still in her room.

“Are you under any other orders from the Princess?” Depending on how she answered I should be able to figure out if she was or not. Silver Swirl was one of the few ponies that I had known for almost as long as Princess Celestia. She didn't bother lying. The way she said it was something about them growing big enough to swallow a foal. I still don't fully understand her but she ensures that the castle doesn't collapse. She had also in the past supported a few of my more hair-brained schemes.

“I would normally tell you that if I was under orders not to tell you that I couldn't but I would rather you not start throwing fire around in my room. There are plenty of explosive materials around here and I wouldn't want to go explaining to the Princess that I helped you explode yourself again.” Silver Swirl began to ramble before she coughed waving a hoof and continued. “Nah I ain’t under any more of those fancy orders.” She calmly said as she met my eyes.

I was half tempted to draw up an array that would force her to tell the truth but that would take some time and one of her hoofs was still in the bucket of nails. “Oh Shimmer before you go charging out of here like Nightmare Moon herself is nipping at your hooves. How are you getting on with the newest Princess? I heard that there was some hubbub during your initial greetings.” I didn't keep the frown from my lips.

“It was a bumpy start but we have yet to kill each other.” We had most definitely tried and I was planning to win that inevitable final confrontation. The Parasite would be burned to ash before she could even open her wings. From what I remember of our meeting in the kitchen she doesn't believe that I was a threat.

Wait. That was before I had announced that I am proficient in the use of what most ponies would consider Dark magic. Why did I do that again? Oh yes, the sleep deprivation. That was a foolish decision in hindsight. It would have to be corrected. Alliance or not she would not be able to hold such information over me. It was at that thought that I felt a pair of hooves begin to push me. 

“If you're just going to fall asleep in my room let me get some shut-eye as I wasn't the one who chose to be woken up when the Sun was still out.” Silver Swirl complained as she pushed me out of her room. Slamming the door in my face. I was still trying to piece together what happened when the door was slammed back open. Revealing an Irate Silver Swirl “Also I know that the Princess has her process regarding you, but you need a good kick to your plot. So this is an order to get some sleep, you look like death.” Before she slammed the door once more.

There I was alone in the hallway. It took me a moment to decide to glare at the door before I teleported away to my room. I still had to figure out some form of leverage to use against the Parasite. All I had was her-. The Parasites word that it wouldn't rat me out to Princess Celestia. I needed something to hold it over a pit of flames and take it down with me, worse comes to worst. Well, I could always threaten it with copious amounts of fire. That did seem to cowe it for a little amount of time at the least.

However, its response to my threats was to find me in the library unconscious and offer an alliance. I was not sure I wanted to risk any more escalations in the Parasite's faulty thought process. If I didn't understand the Parasite I couldn't plan against it. I would have to study it. It had made mention of relearning how to fly.

Glancing towards the Sun that stood proud in the sky, never a failure as it obeyed the Princess that it bowed to, I could see faint shapes flying through the air. No slight correction one of them appears to be plummeting to the ground. I couldn't see the particular pony that had just been brought low by the forces of gravity, but I could certainly assume which. If not it would strike down a potential location for the Parasite to be practicing her skills at flight… The Parasite's flight skills.

I truly was caught in some trap of the Parasite's design. I hadn't found anything when I had checked myself over. That simply meant it was likely esoteric in origin. I would have to find another spell to add to my ever-growing repertoire of identification spells. Adding another thing to my quickly growing list of objectives that must be completed before I leave this castle. Spinning a teleportation spell I disappeared from my room and reappeared in the courtyard.

Spotting the parasite who was still lounging in a crater of its own making with two guards looking down at it. Throwing a quick illusion over myself as I made my way towards the parasite and two foal sitters that were tasked with ensuring that it didn't kill itself. The parasite was complaining about not being able to fall onto the male guard while the female defender was chuckling. Narrowing my eyes as I watched the three take flight. Leaving me behind on the ground. I could have easily followed however I had no interest in being a potential invisible object for collision. 

Turning my gaze around spotting a tree and spinning together another teleportation spell I quickly found myself in a lightly shaded portion of the courtyard. Trotting towards the base of the tree I was about to relax my body as I watched the parasite continue to fail at its meager attempts at flight. I however spotted a shade hidden under the shade of the tree. One that I couldn't recall being a ringleader of its kind.

Strange of the shades that had so far been able to crossover from my mind into reality they had been ponies that had been causes of torment. I didn't remember this one at all. It was taking the form of a Unicorn but other than that it was muted. Not only covered in an inky black shadow that acted as its flesh but almost as if its colors were blended. My curiosity of course grew as instead of seeing through my illusion the shade was keeping its head towards the sky. Watching the parasite struggle to right herself in the air.

Taking the opportunity to cast a few diagnostic spells toward the shade before I began to lose control of myself. Even if this shade caused me to collapse, any information I could get on them would be invaluable. Perhaps I could even complete the punishment that had been collared around my neck. Perhaps if I could even kill this shade Princess Celestia would apologize for the punishment. Perhaps after all these black-filled nights, I would finally be allowed to know the reason for my torment.

My spells flew towards the shade and unlike the ones that rested within my mind that had taken my magic and simply reformed. The shade before me was protected by an off-white barrier of impossible intersecting angles that shimmered into existence to protect it from my spell. The shade made no inclination that it had noticed its barrier fading back into nonexistence as it kept its gaze towards the parasite. Was I not good enough to be noticed by one of my tormentors? Were even the shadows that had tormented me more interested in the newest fancy that had even caught the attention of the celestial goddess? I would show it to ignore me.

Bleeding heat into the surrounding air to prepare for an assault on the shade that refused to acknowledge me. It was only once I was going to begin my incineration of the shade did it speak.

“Were I to take it that you are the Princess's student?” The shadow asks slowly as it keeps its eyes on the parasite in the sky. Ignoring the shimmering of the air thanks to the heat that my magic had suffused into it. Strange in comparison to when the other shades spoke this one only sounded as if it were a singular Pony speaking. Not the screaming cacophony of ponies assaulting my ears. Frowning I retracted the heat towards me. I would always be able to incinerate it after it finishes its drivel.

“I am,” I answered, awaiting the shade before me to respond to my confirmation. Awaiting for the moment that it attempts to take my life. Awaiting for the moment that it sheds its form and revealing the monster that lies beneath the thin veneer of civility. Awaiting for it to no longer disregard my entire existence.

“I am appalled that the Princess truly grabbed an orphan of the streets to teach the grand mysteries of the arcane, all because she was bored.” The shade spoke still not looking toward me. Its shadow-covered eyes still looking toward the sky. Where the parasite continued its flight. I responded with a torrent of fire that tore through the air thanks to it already having been heated. I watched as the shade was consumed by my flames with a cruel smile plastered on my lips. “I had heard that you are regarded as the greatest Unicorn of this Era. I do not see the truth in that statement.” The shade whispered from behind me.

I incinerated the air around me as a pillar of flames billowed into existence to protect me from the shade. Glancing over my shoulder I could see that the shade no longer had its eyes on the sky but instead was focused on me. “Is this all you can do? Throw a small number of flames around? If this is what 15 years of being under the Princesses wing allows a Unicorn to do I am sorely disappointed in.” That was as far as the shade got before the molten river I forced into existence flooded over him.

The liquid flames clung even to the shield that covered the shade. I proceeded to fold the river of fire in on itself, catching the shade in the center of the now convulsing sea of molten fury. Twitching as I caught sight of the shield that still protected the shade that dared to look down at me. I forced even more heat into the flames as they burned white hot. Until I could no longer see the shadowed form of the shade.

“Perhaps you are but a mere barbarian bludgeoning those ponies who stand against you with your flames.” A sickly voice cooed from the liquid flames that still surged. Before a pool of inky darkness formed in front of me as the shade stepped through. Not. Even. Singed. I would have continued my onslaught but from the shades, above its horn formed a sickly green orb that tore towards me. I simply glared as I teleported behind it. Dodging the spell that exploded when It impacted the now molten ground.
The shade did not let up as spears made of darkness began to form around it. Sent hurtling through the air towards me. I lost myself in the battle. Teleport. Attack. Dodge. Mitigate. Burn. We danced in Fire and Shadow. Even as I reshaped the lava to barricade the spears of darkness and sent my molten fury. However, the shade gave me no respite as more spears of darkness began to litter the air around it. All the while its shield protected it from any of my spells that I could slip through. Even as a spear pierced my shield the shades continued to shimmer. Destroy the shield. 

Disregarding the blood I spat out for a moment as I stepped onto the sea of lava. Blasting a deceptively innocent spell at the shade. It was a piece of magic that I had long since mastered. A spell that could not harm any pony. Not that it made it any less dangerous. Guards Bane was a spell designed to shatter any shield that it impacted. Allowing for the pony that had relied on it to be easily torn asunder. It was a dual-edged blade however as the cost was that I could not cast any shields of my own. The shade so sure in its shimmering shield of impossible intersecting angles did not even stray from my spell's path. The shade faltered as the stalwart shield shattered.

Taking advantage I called forth more of the heat that had suffused into the area around the two of us and forced it to converge into the shade. Folding in on itself. Smothering the darkness. Desecrating the light. I forced ever more heat into the now defenseless shade. Fueled by anger and flame I brought into existence my own Sun. All to destroy this shade of a pony. 

In a singular moment, there were two Suns that each burned. One was fueled by her love of her ponies. Mine was borne of the singular desire to cremate the shade to naught but ash and dust. They both Burned all the same. I could hear the screams brought into existence with the birth of my own Sun. Taking delight in the terror I threw myself into the fledgling star. Seeking out the remains of the shade. I would need to see the charred remains of the shade. Only then I would quell the pounding flame that still sought more to burn. Only then I would lick my wounds. Only when I had the desecrated form of the shade at my hooves.

Orienting myself from the teleportation only took a moment but that moment was all it took to be caught in a pool of pitched darkness. “Perhaps you are not a truly pathetic pawn of the Sun.” The shade hissed as it surged through the void of darkness that had survived in the epicenter of my star. The shade had grown in size and now sported two wings of darkness that oozed from its form that sharpened into razor points at the end. It stalked forth through the void that I had been suspended in. Biting my tongue to prevent the involuntary gasp of pain as the pool sharpened.

Cold. I ran through my spells each fizzling out as they had in my nightmares. Too cold. I began to cast any spell that could free me. Far too cold. From teleportation spells to even benign lockpicking charms, they all faltered in the vast shadow. I felt the flame within flicker. I would not die in this shade. I was to ascend. I would not be lost in its darkness. I glared definitely at the Alicorn-esque shade as I pooled together my magic that sought to burn the world. Cascading through my veins replacing my blood and bone with heat. It would perish. I was once more lost alone in the cold.

“It seems that being brought up by the Sun has not hampered your willingness to achieve victory. No matter the ponies that get caught in the crossfire.” The shade cooed out its mouth adopting a simulacrum of a smile. I could barely hear it over the raging inferno that I was fueling beneath my skin. “You may not yet be discarded, as have so many before you.” The words that the shade whispered sapped strength from the warmth that wished to burst from within.

“What are you talking about, shade?” I snarled out my words tainted with my red ichor. What did it know to be discarded? It was merely a facsimile of a pony that had escaped my mind. I would incinerate it until nothing remained and then I would do the same to the rest of its kind. The shade simply attempted to smile once more.

“You are not the first to be forgotten by Celestia. You are nothing special to her. She picked you up because you were a convenient tool she could use until the spark she was looking for was found.” The shadowed pony continued to whisper into my ear as it stalked around me. “You have already shown great promise. Not many ponies of this Era could hope to stand against me. Much less use magic now thought to be so vile.” The shade continued on its rant. Not noticing nor perhaps caring that the bindings that it had caught me with were loosening.

“What of it? I will force her to remember me even as I etch my name into history with my magic and flames.” I snarled at the all too smug shade. Finally, a spark flitted through my form as I ignited once more. Everything incinerated as I became the flame that I had brought from deep within. The shadows that once held me were lost to the light that blossomed around me. “I am no ponies pawn.”

The shade slunk back into the shadows surrounding us even as it continued to whisper oiled words.

“She disparaged the one pony that was her blood. Struck her sister from the annals of time. You think you're an important foal?” The shadows around me boiled and began to burst as I suffused the heat and magic around me. “No, you are caught between two endless tides. One has already replaced you.” As the shade roared these words a pocket in the oily shadows opened revealing an all too familiar pink Alicorn. “You may choose your destiny as you will Foal, but realize that the only pony that will ever care about you, is you alone.”

The shade began to once more step out of the shadows as I condensed the remnants of all I had left into a singular blast that rocketed towards it in a cascading green flame. Even as the shadows burned and the screams once more started the shade only laughed as it began to be turned to ash. “You will never be able to forget no matter how much light your flames provide, only darkness remains inside.” The shade boomed out as it along with its shadows faded. Leaving me alone in the scarred remains of the courtyard. Torn asunder by flames and still flooded with lava.

Glancing around I could see that the royal guards had formed a barricade of ponies and magic to attempt to conserve the damage to the already destroyed areas. I could see a group of flying ponies circling overhead. Frowning as I could not see the newest princess being escorted. Hopefully, when the fighting had started she had used what little brains she had to escape to Princess Celestia’s side.

“Speak of the Princess” I couldn't help but mutter out as a pony blurred into existence in front of me. Her eyes were wide as they absorbed the scene in front of her. Not even narrowing at the amount of damage that I had once more caused. Before she could begin her lecture I decided to make less work for the ponies that she would force to clean up this mess. I willed the flames to me and forced the lava once more under my hoof. Ripping some free from the cascading mountain of molten rock to cover my wounds. Stilling the desire for the flame and lava to grow as I smothered the still flickering desire for both to consume evermore. 

“Sunset what happened? Are you alright?” She questioned in an almost concerned tone. Why was she concerned? She tilted her head to the side as her mane drooped and cupped her face. Two guards that were far more foolish than brave caught up to the princess that they had sworn to protect. Positioning themselves between her and me. I couldn't help the laughter that bubbled forth as I watched in ill-contained amusement as the two guards retreated as I put a singular hoof forward towards their charge.

“My apologies Princess but it looks like I burned a portion of your castle once again,” I said as my body began to shake in anticipation of what was certainly going to happen. I would be banished. I would be removed. I would be forgotten. Replaced. Abandoned. Once more by my Sun.

“Sunset your bleeding!” The Princess glowed in her ethereal radiance before me exclaimed. I wasn't perfect. I knew that. I have known that for some time your highness. My apologies for not being able to be better. I would promise to do better in the future but this would be the last straw that I knew it to be. The Alicorn pushed past her guards and lifted her wings. I forced the flames down as they began to wrap around me. If she was going to kill me it would be better for her to do the deed, than the Princess who had replaced me. “Sunset everything will be ok. Celestia is almost here.” She whispered.

That was strange. I thought that she only talked in the third person whenever she was telling one of her tales for an audience. Perhaps I had interrupted one of the tours? That wouldn't have been the first time I had done so. Another thing I can get lectured on. I smiled even as the daggers coated with ice began to slide back in. A bright light descended from the heavens as Celestia brought me closer to herself almost as if she was once again protecting me. 

It was that warm thought that chased the creeping cold that had filled me. It damned me even as it saved me. I felt my muzzle wet with what I hoped to be tears. I embraced Celestia even knowing that this would be the last time. “Sunset?” She questioned shifting her wings slightly so her pink eyes would meet mine. This was a worthy last memory I thought before I ran through my teleportation spell. Disappearing from her warmth.