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// Epilogue 
// Story: Doomsday 
// by SilentWanderer 
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The Black Wing arrived at Equestria City.

It was a beautiful morning at Equestria City. The sky covering the ecumenopolis glowed with a bright sun. Many ponies wandered about, feeling safe in the uninterrupted peace that they had been enjoying for almost a thousand years.

Celestia and Luna landed in front of the vehicle, which extended its ramp.

“Welcome back, Twilight Sparkle!”

The Administrator looked around.

In the distance, she could see the many tall crystal buildings that she had built. Between them, instead of a solid hard crystal floor, there were large forests, plains, rivers, and mountains. There was no dome above the city. In the sky, pegasi herded the clouds.

“In this timeline, Rainbow Dash did not have to sacrifice herself,” explained Celestia. “Equestria is filled with harmony.”

“It will take some time to get used to this.” The Administrator removed her cybernetic glasses, having failed to synchronize them to the city's systems.

“It will take less time than you believe,” explained Celestia. “When you and your past self used the Elements of Harmony, the split timelines healed and merged. You six will soon remember your lives in this new timeline. And since you were briefly outside time with the Black Wing, you six will also keep the memories of the other timeline. It might be a bit confusing at first, to have two sets of memories, but I believe that you all will adapt to it quickly.”

Celestia took the six to a walk around the new Equestria City, and told them many stories of this new world. Little by little, Twilight remembered her new past.

She now understood better why her past self had opposed her. She was her past self, and remembered what she saw in the mirror that fateful day.

“Celestia?”

“Yes?”

“I am sorry. For what I did to you in the other timeline.”

Celestia chuckled.

“It is all right, Twilight Sparkle. I do not have the memories of that timeline. Although you did tell me what your future self told you about that.”

The sun was setting. As Luna raised the moon, the six tired time-traveling ponies, seated around Celestia, fell into a blissful sleep.