I woke up the next morning to a pounding at my tent. "Who's there?" I called. All I heard was breathing. Heavy breathing. "Time is that you?" I asked. Still just breathing. "Who are you?" I called "Tell me!" Nothing but breathing. I poked my head out and I only saw Treble Clef and Time Loop up against their tents. "What the?" I said. Time Loop pointed to a bright thing of light. "Who the?" I said.
"Silence," it said finally. "And you are?" I asked. No response. "Who are you!?!" I demand. "I am Flame," it said. "Pretty," I said "Why are you here?" "Zecora sent me," Flame said.
"You know Zecora?" Time Loop asked. Flame nodded. "I'm her assistant," she said. "Zecora has an assistant?" Time Loop said. Flame nodded "Yes."
"Since when?" Treble asked. "Since um, a few months I guess," said Flame. I saw she had a backpack. "What's in there?" I asked. "Just, stuff," Flame said. "What's in the bag?" Time Loop asked, sternly. "Nothing!" Flame shouted. "If it's nothing, why do you have it?" Treble Clef asked. "Well, it's not NOTHING," said Flame. "Tell us what's in it!" I commanded. "Fine!" Flame shouted. She pulled out a water bottle and a journal. "There's something else in there," Time Loop said. "Give us the bag," Treble said. Flame tossed us the bag. I dug through it. It was a letter from Lightning Dust.
Dear Lightning,
Run. Don't stay in Cloudsdale or Ponyville. Run, the amulet is corrupting you. Run, for pony's sake, run. And don't stop running. Ever. You're a really big threat. It's been days, but in a few more, you'll be crazy. And evil. Lightning Dust, run.
Signed,
Lightning Dust
"She sent a letter to herself?" I said. Flame nodded. "Why?" I asked. Flame shrugged. "I have to go, give me the letter," Flame said. "Bye, Flame," We said when the young girl left. I noticed that Time had written the words down from the letter. Or did she steal it?