Do you think
we're good for each other?
Trixie leaned against
the side of her caravan
and toward the setting sun
bathing the quaint valley
somewhere between Appleoosa
and San Palomino
In an orange blanket of light
No
Starlight didn't look up
from collecting the
shattered remains of
her favourite teacup
We're terrible partners,
aren't we, Star?
Trixie never looked back
watched the way
the canyons and plains
were bathed in long shadows
Yes
Starlight lifted her head
finishing with discarding
the filty remains of
another heated argument
Why?
Trixie didn't dare
move her gaze
or let it wander
for fear of meeting
the other's
disapproving eyes
I guess...we just
want different things
Starlight heaved
heavy, sad sigh.
I'm sorry, Starlight, about--
No, you're not.
And neither am I.
silence passed over,
sticky like the sweat
of a humid day
Do you think that a pony
can be bad, Starlight?
No,
but I do think two ponies
can be bad for each other
and leave each other
worse off together
than not
It wasn't always this
way, was it?
I used to see
a light in your eyes
something I'd never
seen in another pony before
I guess I don't see it
anymore
Trixie frowned
found apparent interest
In her hoof in the dry,
arid dirt
Starlight was silent
until such silence broke
with a frail whisper
I used to love
seeing you learn
new things
you had a love
for learning
that I shared
but now...
It's not there.
Trixie frowned
When I woke up
this morning
you weren't there
or the morning before
or the morning before that
did you mean what you said
when you told me
I was broken
and incapable
of loving
anypony but myself?
Yes.
Starlight drank from a flask
long and slow, taking
careful sips
letting the cheap alcohol
burn on her tongue
Just as you meant
what you said to me
about never
being good enough
always in Twilight's shadow
never able to
make my own way
you meant that
and you were right.
we're terrible for each other, aren't we Starlight?
Yes
now let's get back inside