Singular Entities

by Cynical


Skyfall

‘This is the end’

The bar was strangely quiet, the only prevalent noise coming from the mare crooning softly upon the stage. The bar itself presided over a single mare, slouched over the counter as she watched her amber poison swirl about in its glass. The mare’s normally vibrant colours were dulled somewhat, cast into shade by the dim lighting.

‘Hold your breath and count to ten’

She kept one bleary eye on her glass, she wasn’t sure how many of them she’d had, all she knew was that it wasn’t enough; it would likely never be enough.

‘Feel the earth move and then’

Where had it all gone wrong? That was the question swimming around the drink, both in her head and in her glass. Sure… things might not have been perfect, but they’d been getting along, they’d been going steadily, they’d both made a point of working out their differences as much as they could. So why had things taken a turn for the worse?

‘Hear my heart burst again’

A small part of the mare’s brain, not yet tainted by the alcohol, spoke up. Things hadn’t been perfect, not by a long shot. They’d tried so much, too much; it had become detrimental to their relationship. No relationship was ever perfect, every relationship had its flaws, it was how the partners dealt with them that mattered.

They shouldn’t have done what… what Twilight had done, stamping out every issue as if it was one of those ants which found their way underhoof most of the time. It should have been a concerted effort by the two of them to find a solution to each problem as they saw fit.

‘For this is the end’

And look where it’d got them instead. This wasn’t a healthy relationship; things would only get worse and worse as time progressed. There’d be more fights, more niggles, more disagreements, it would all end in apathy if it went on like this. She didn’t want that to happen.

It didn’t seem right, they’d had awesome times together, the times when she’d wrap Twilight in a hug and lay her head across her neck, when Twilight would let out a soft chuckle and would ask where the real Rainbow Dash was.

‘I’ve drowned and dreamt this moment’

She didn’t want the relationship to end like that, with no regrets, if Twilight and her broke up, she wanted to remember the times they’d had together, she wanted to be able to look back on their memories and smile whimsically at them, she wanted a small path for her to recover their relationship.

‘So overdue I owe them’

In the end, it all boiled down to another ‘what-if’ scenario. What if she broke it off with Twilight now, after cleaning up the current mess that is, it’d be clean, there’d not be many hard feelings, it’d be like the last several months never happened, as if she and Twilight had never started dating.

‘Swept away and stolen’

Or what if she offered Twilight an ultimatum, to help her fix the relationship, to work through their problems together, to find solutions which worked for both of them, to let their relationship continue and to do her best to keep it functional.

‘Let the Skyfall’

Making her decision, she downed the whiskey in front of her and made her way towards the door and the dark night of Ponyville.