Twilight stepped back, her mouth agape at what the figure just said. She was telling the truth, wasn't she? "Well, I see I've surprised you a bit, take a seat." He motioned over to the picnic blanket where a small lunch had been set out. Twilight studied him carefully, but his robe and monotone voice was not giving her much about him. "I have no doubt you are trying to find any exploits in my character." He casually droned, "rest assured, you will learn nothing of me unless I deem it necessary." Twilight cautiously sat down, not once taking her eyes off him.
"Go ahead, ask."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
He intensified his gaze, "I've already told you, I'm here to help." Twilight kept looking at him. He continued, "I realize that you are not as happy as you think you are," He pointed at her, "as you know you are. Now don't get upset if I come off as accusative" He scratched his chin, "Look, I'm not here to do any harm, if that's what you think."
Twilight suddenly felt indignant, "help? Is invading my dream using forbidden magic what you call help?" She was fuming, but he simply remained where he lay with that blank stare, infuriating her more, "the only help you could offer is telling me how to get rid of you sooner, and now here you are telling me I am not happy with myself!" Her lower lip stuck out slightly, "I was perfectly fine, and I don't need you to come in and- and-"
"-Help you remember." He stated. Twilight didn't respond, but nor did she give him the satisfaction of softening her expression. "Perhaps what we need is a little- field trip." He waved his hoof, and suddenly the scene changed to the back of the castle where the coronation celebration had taken place. There was bits of paper and decorations on the floor, the most notable one being the banner, but it was folded over so all it seemed to say was Happy Anniversary. "Look," he said, and the scene then went to a time-lapse of the castle as pieces were repeatedly demolished and rebuilt.
"Look," he said again, and the scene then changed to a location that Twilight thought she couldn't bear to look at. There was a grassy field in a clearing, and a small place fenced off near the edge. The fence bordered a plot with six particularly shaped stones that were engraved with words.
Here lies
Fluttershy
The element of kindness
Here lies
Rarity
The element of generosity
Here lies
Rainbow Dash
The element of loyalty
Here lies
Apple Jack
The element of honesty
Here lies
Pinkie Pie
The element of laughter
Here stands a monument to the binding element that brought them all together
Twilight Sparkle
The element of magic
Twilight found not only could she look at the gravestones, but that she couldn't look away, try as she might. Again, her legs turned to jelly, and she bowed her head with her eyes shut tightly.
"There there," he said, "let it all out."
She would have, she really would, she was even just about to. But if the fillies can't see her like this, neither can he. "No". Twilight right then stiffened up, and, turning slowly towards him, said sternly, "Leave. Now."
He nodded once, made as if to walk off, and the scene faded away to darkness.
Off in Canterlot, in Celestia's castle, down the hall, in Twilight's chambers, and from underneath a blanket fold, a single tear wet the ground.