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// Solitude 
// Story: Blank 
// by DarkAura 
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Twilight, in an effort to calm her brain down from its "over-calculation", took a look around her surroundings. Nothing but the vast, pitch-black darkness that was the forest. Only the ground in front of her face was visible. She couldn't even see if there were any trees or if the darkness was just that: Darkness.

What was I running from? she thought, now calmed enough to, obviously, be able to think and analyze her situation. She lifted her head and squinted through the darkness for a good minute. When her eyes became heavy, she lowered her head in defeat. There was nothing that could be able to gaze through darkness that dark.

Noticed a pebble in front of her, she moved her limped hooves and toyed with it. There went the pebble to one side, then to the other, to the other, to the other... These boring, repetitive actions gave Twilight more time for ration thinking. Oh, how she hated being alone. What was she to do, stay in the forest forever? She couldn't handle that; The solitude would no doubt affect her within a week, not to mention how she'd more than likely die of hunger around that time, where her carcass would've been devoured by carnivores. She just wanted to go home!

"What home?" Twilight asked herself. Did she even have one? She furrowed her brow, struggling to remember anything that happened before. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember a thing. No friends, no family, no home... 

She had just noticed her hoof absentmindedly playing with a pebble and drew it back. A look of horror then flushed on her face. She didn't lose just her memories of any possible friends or acquaintances; She had absolutely no idea who she was.

Her entire foreleg was shaking. She hadn't a clue whether this was her hoof to begin with, or if she somehow changed in form. If it was the latter, what was her previous form, and how could've she arrived in the forest? Was it... her home?

Twilight felt herself hyperventilating as she could feel her brain forcing her body to shut down from the severity of what was dawning on her. She collapsed once again on the ground, her vision and senses blurring. Just then, a faint thought reached Twilight, crystal clear, though the thought had a voice, and it was a gentle, caring female voice she hadn't recognized in the slightest. Either wait, the voice had said one thing: "Remember."

The thought was right; She needed to remember. If she could remember at least something, she'd be fine for the moment. Twilight couldn't give up now, that was certain. She willed her body to stay active for just a bit more and she tried even harder to remember, her face straining from the effort. Something, anything that was even remotely relevant would do.

Green. Bright green flashed in her mind, and Twilight yelled in pain. She felt as if she were being burned alive. And then, for a split second, a malevolent face with an expression of pure evil flashed in her mind, sending chills down her spine and created her scream of pain into a scream of terror.

Birds, disrupted by the noise, flew off in flocks, leaving Twilight truly alone to suffer.