Over the past few years Equestria had begun to fall into a famine. The crops had failed, the rivers and lakes had dried up, and there were no other food sources. The country was on the brink of starvation, with ponies dying every day.
Twilight Sparkle had been searching for a solution for famine for months. But nothing worked.
No matter how much research she did or which books she read, she couldn’t find a single solution to the mass starvation plaguing Equestria.
The ponies grew more and more desperate as time went on. They begged her to find the cure, to save their lives
It was a losing battle, and Twilight was running out of ideas
Twilight sat at the table with Spike, looking exhausted and discouraged.
Spike was by her side, silent and empathetic as he saw the struggle and worry that she was going through.
Twilight looked up at Spike, feeling defeated by everything that had happened so far.
"I've tried everything, Spike," she said, her voice filled with remorse and guilt. "I've tried every spell, potion, and remedy I can think of to save my friends. But nothing seems to work. I don't know what else to do."
"I know you're doing everything you can to try and fix this, Twilight," Spike said kindly. "You've been working yourself to the bone to save your friends, but sometimes things just don't go as planned. It's not your fault."
He looked at her warmly, offering a comforting smile.
"You are doing the best you can to try and help everyone. I believe in you, Twilight. I know you'll figure this out."
"But what if there's something I missed? I'm the only one who can save them, Spike."
Twilight looked defeated and tired, but she knew she couldn't give up. She had to save her friends.
"Twilight, you should get some sleep, It’s getting late and you need your energy." Spike said gently, seeing the exhaustion and worry written all over her face.
"I know, I know..." Twilight sighed, but she couldn't help it. Her thoughts persisted, and no matter how hard she tried to rest, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to go horribly wrong if she couldn't find a cure soon.
"But, I can't sleep." she admitted, turning away from Spike and staring back at the dimly lit ceiling.
"Look, Twi." Spike continued, "I know you're worried about this whole thing—I mean, who wouldn't be?"
Twilight nodded slightly, her gaze still fixed on the ceiling.
"But you need to take care of yourself, okay?”
“Sigh.. i suppose your right spike” Twilight said walking off to her bed upstairs.
“Hey, I’ll keep the fort down for you while you sleep ok?” Spike said with a smile trying to assure twilight.
“Thanks spike..”
Tired and anxious, Twilight Sparkle crawled into bed and prepared for a long, sleepless night. Her mind was filled with thoughts and Her heart pounding in her chest, and despite her fatigue, sleep eluded her. She tossed and turned, staring into the darkness
"I have to do this..." she whispered to herself, gritting her teeth and staring at the shadows and finally drifting into sleep.