Twilight heard a faraway voice calling her name. It seemed so far away, as if it were an echo from a previous life. But it sounded urgent, this faraway whisper. But the blank whiteness that she was engulfed in was so pleasant. She couldn't feel the ground beneath her hooves, yet there was no feeling of falling. It was comforting, this blank vastness that stretched before her.
Suddenly, there was something wrong. A pale discoloration, a golden color, so much like sunlight. Yet no matter how nice the sunshine is, it was marring the purity of the white around her. Lashing out harshly, Twilight shattered the hold that the yellow had on this expanse. Twilight smiled, and settled down into her relaxation again.
She could feel time passing, but it didn't concern her. She was in bliss, this white vastness keeping her sustained. There was no need to think, no need to do anything. Even learning, which was the bread and butter of her life, wasn't necessary. She would have questioned herself, ran through a list of what affects her like this, and then explored her surrounding. But then again, she would have to be thinking straight in order to come up with this.
Still, the time passed, and she smiled. "Peace..." She heard something whisper, drawing her attention. She turned her head to look around, yet saw nothing. She was about to say something, when the catatonic peace washed over her again, drowning thought in bliss.
Once again, she heard the urgent calling, and felt something tugging at her leg. Twilight frowned, and knocked the thing grasping her away. But it came back, insistent. Angry that her joy was being interrupted, she smacked the point of origin away, forcing the grasp with it. Glad that it was gone, she smiled and leaned back into the pale eternity.
"Twilight!" A new voice called. Woken from her sleep, she angrilly stood, four hooves feeling nothing beneath them yet holding position as if by instinct. "Twilight!" It called again, and she turned, seeing a blemish of blue in her whiteness. She reached out to smash it, like she had the gold spot. Yet her force went right through the patch, which was slowly growing.
Soon, the large blob took on a pony shape, striding forward, detail etching onto its surface as it walked. It grew taller, more slender, and the blue began to shift colors, gaining shadowing and tone. Soon, a mane and tail erupted from its shape, billowing ethereally. A horn and wings grew, and recognition crossed Twilight's face. "Princess Luna!" She cried, rushing forward.
The blue alicorn smiled, and embraced the smaller unicorn. "Twilight Sparkle, thou hath made us worried." Luna whispered in her ear. "We were afraid even we could not reach you. But we must awake, and soon, dear Twilight."
"Awake?" Twilight asked, cocking her head. "Am I asleep?"
"No, thou hath the endless sleep." Luna said gravely.
"The... endless sleep? Do you mean... a coma? I'm in a coma?" Twilight asked frightenedly. Luna could only nod. "Well, how do I get out?"
"For this, there is no spell. Indeed, even We do not know if thou will awaken, We can only hope." Luna replied, her tone sad. "We will be trying, That is what is important."
And with that, she was gone, leaving Twilight to drift in the comforting void. All this power is mine, yet I can't use it. Ironic. Twilight thought angrilly, folding her hooves across her chest. Sleep took her bitterly, slowly crawling closer.
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"Is she going to be alright?" Spike asked the taller princess beside him. Celestia simply looked grimly at her favored student. She was floating at the center of an orbital field, the swarm of hedrons circling her like planets to their precious sun.
Suddenly, without warning, a high pitched wail shattered the grim silence, and one of the library windows shattered outward, the creature leaping at Twilight. The largest hedron floated between them, and the creature shrieked again as it impacted upon the surface, bending and breaking akwardly.
The creature fell unceremoniously at Celestia's hooves, before being lifted in a faint purple aura. The limbs were repaired, bent back into place, the dent in the face popped out, and the body rotated back into place. Gingerly, it was set down again, and simply sat there, watching Twilight, as if waiting some unspoken command.
Quickly, the thing nodded, before turning to Princess Celestia again. It reached out, and the princess hopped backwards, not ready for another terrifying immersion. It recoiled, as if offended by her reaction, before looking down at it's hands. It let out an unholy wail, holding it's hands above it's head, and wailing again. It looked at the princess, and held it's arms out, as if begging for something.
Celestia cocked her head, and leaned carefully closer. "What do you want?" She asked, arching an eyebrow. The creature took it's lower arms and folded them across it's chest, and flapped it's upper arms like wings, before taking them and wrapping them about it's body. It leaned it's head into one of it's arms, as if nuzzling one, and Celestia's other eyebrow joined the first, high above the normal location.
"I... don't think I can." Celestia answered, and the thing broke down. The silence was pervasive, but sobs racked the thing's body, and it slumped to the ground. The four arms crumpled beneath it, and it stayed like that for some time, looking up at the impassive princess looking down at it. After a while, and with a sigh, Celestia aquiesced, walking over, and embracing the creature with her wings. Having no dear ducts, the face which pressed itself into her chest was eerily dry, but the arms embraced her like a terrified filly clings to a mother.
After a while of that, the tremmors which racked it's body ended, and it looked up at her expressionlessly. She cocked her head, before the thing stroked her horn. She recoiled, and the thing's arms flew to it's own head, frantically searching for something. Another wail escaped it's mouthless face, and it reached for the princess. To her credit, this time the princess held her ground, but did not embrace the creature back. The thing finally relaxed before turning and throwing it's arms in the air excitedly and racing towards Spike.
Spike leapt back, onto the princesses' back, who shook him off. It stood there for a moment, before pointing upwards with a single finger. It quickly raced back into the treehouse, giving a confused Spike time to look at the princess. "What was that all about?" He asked. Before the princess could reply, the thing came flying back out of the house, and slammed into the ground, quill and parchment in it's claws.
Albeit akwardly, it slowly scribbled out a note to the dragon. It handed the sheet to him, and collapsed onto it's hands, which it used to help support it's upper section. He cleared his throat before reading. "Spike," he read. "You may not recognize me now, but it's me, Twilight. Now, before you ask for proof, below, I have written a particularly private tale of yours. You don't have to read it aloud, but it will prove that I am who I claim to be." At this, spike went silent, his cheeks blushing furiously as he read the written document.
Celestia curiously glanced over his shoulder, and he quickly pressed it against his chest so she wouldn't see how he had an enourmous crush on you-know-who. She scoffed lightly, and gave the tiny dragon his privacy.
After a few moments of reading, Spike looked up at the creature resting before him. He held it's gaze for a few moments, the rushed forward and embraced it in a hug. "I was so afraid we had lost you." He said, holding it close. The thing nodded, before taking the quill and page again. It finished, and handed the note to Spike, who read it aloud.
"Unfortunately, it seems this body can't speak. I guess I will have to write anything complex that I want to say, but that shouldn't stop me from much. What really distresses me is that I no longer have my horn. My magical studies will take a large hit, but my non-magical studies will flourish, so maybe we will get some new major discoveries. Which made me think of something..."