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// Day 9: Downer Ending 
// Story: The Journey 
// by RoboCom64 Zelos 
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Twilight's right eye slowly opened as she woke up. Her vision was a bit blurry. It got normal after a few blinks. Her eyes started running all over the tent in search of the foal. To her surprise the foal was quietly lying there without making a single noise. A big smile warmed her face. The foal starred at Twilight with her baby blue shining eyes. Twilight gave off a slopy smile in return.

Step after step Twilight started slowly getting up. Her whole body was still at pain. In a moment she was sitting right next to the foal. Twilight quickly started searching in her bags for some food. They were full of all the diffrent kind of snacks that she packed at Manehattan. She put a piece of apple on the plate. Using her hoof she mashed up the apple. Feeding it to the foal was a lot easier than Twilight thought. In a few moments there was nothing left on the plate.

This foal was everything that Twilight cared for at this moment. She was afraid to die now, when someone depends on her. Twilight had food for a few more days. She did not know where she was and how far was any city or town. Twilight bashed herself for not memorizing the road or taking the map with her. One thing that she knew she had to do is continue pushing through and hope that she will find a town or anypony before she runs out of food.

Twilight's Journal Day 9 Entry 1:
Today I gave a promise to myself. I will save this foal and get him to safety even if that is the last thing I do. To anyone who finds this journal I ask you please take it to the small town near Canterlot called Ponyville. There please tell that this journal belongs to Twilight Sparkle. Thank you in advance dear stranger. 

Twilight got up. She carefully picked up the foal and put him in her saddlebag. The foal gave off a quite giggle. After having some rest this night Twilight had enough energy to walk for now. She packed her tent and took off with the mind full of determination. 

Twilight sighed and looked around for a moment. If she only knew what direction was Manehattan she could get there in a day or few. Sadly she had no idea where she was and where was the closest city or village. She rubbed her eyes a little in hopes to get rid of blurryness. The foal was so quite that on a moment Twilight even forgot that she was carrying a little pony in her saddlebags. She decided to rely on her instincts and just go in the direction that felt right. 

Step by step Twilight continued her journey in hopes of saving the foal. She could not help but wiggle as the foal was giving off joyful laughter. Was it going to be one step or one hundred steps untill any sign of civilization. If Twilight only knew. With every inch she felt last fragments of energy leaving her body. Only by pure instinct and will she continued on. If not for the foal, dying now would be nice. Still a pony can die anytime, and the foal has life to live and things to experience. Twilight was not going to rob her of it.

The sky, the forest and just about everything in Twilight's eyes started mixing into a single barely recognisible mess. She continued slowly. Step by step, barely being able to not fall on the ground. The gentle laughter of the foal was the only thing that kept her connected with the reality. In one moment she felt it. That was it. She would have liked to continue. To save the foal. To continue walking, but her body refused. Her mind had some force left in it, but the body completely failed to follow her instructions, and just like that she fell on the ground. Slowly closing her eyes, as blood dripped from her mouth. The only one thing remained now and it were her thoughts.


It sure was nice...maybe it did not last that long, but I have had a good time...I think...there were much plans, but it seems some journeys are never meant to be truly finished. I wanted to visit Appleloosa, Crystal Kingdom and maybe even FIllydelphia or Las Pegasus...I am still glad that I decided to go on this journey. Even if it was just nine or eight days...these were nine or eight days that I felt in piece.

As Twilight's eyes deemed, everything started losing colour. The sound became shallow and in time ceased to exist. Her body lost any sensation. She knew she was going to die any moment now. The only alive part of her was her mind.

"So that is what dying feels like...not as bad as they make it out to be" - were Twilight's last thoughts before her body gave in and her soul fade away.

In the silence, surrounded by trees, hugged by gentle breeze, there was a motionless body of a pony with a journal next to her, the pages of which were being fliped by the wind. A pony who's journey was short and over before you know it, but was worth taking nonetheless. Now only the laughter of the foal was remaining.





“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.” - Mark Twain