You look up left and right, there was no pony in sight.
You hear a voice another time, “Please.” She said, but that wasn’t a helping sign.
Then you spin and see something small, someone who cares, and someone who doesn’t want you to fall. A purple blue unicorn filled with fear, standing strong, and ignoring the tears.
She shouts out: "You’re giving up to soon, think about the sun and not the moon. Please believe me when I say, there must be another way."
Those words strike into your head, as those words keep on repeating, you keep hearing what she said. Every second you come closer when you wait, it won’t take much longer and then it would be too late.
You start to wonder as she may be right, but she could be wrong, but just look at the strength and her care, this is something which can't be ignored.
You take a deep breath and you flap your wings.
“I need more time, more time to think."
Regaining the height and again you begin. You hear her shouting, yet again.
"Please don't end it please don't go, I care about you, I don’t want you to go."
The voice sounds loud, you are able to hear it through the cloud.
“Is this a sign, to hover still? To remind myself the want and will?”
More ponies now arrive, as the shouting could be heard from a mile. They all wonder what, and why. Why she is shouting, why she would cry.
Her cutie mark showing a gold looking ring, the symbol of love, care and understanding. They walk up to her, try to calm her down, but she uses her magic, to push ponies away from her, making them fall to the ground.
She protects herself with a shield, not wanting to get interrupted or healed.
She wants to save a life, she wants her to survive. Not wanting to use magic to get this done. As words are stronger than anything or anyone.
Knowing who is below, you wonder how this will go. Seeing the ponies who care.
“Is this normal or is this rare?”
The tears come and stay, there is still something in the way.
Another time she shouts.
“Please don’t fall. Please come down.”
Again you hear that sound, it’s so weird and strong. You stop falling and you hover in the air. She sees that you stops, she knows that there is still a chance, there is still a shot. She speaks up in a love like tone.
“You are smart, wise and strong, you can win over your fears, and it’s something you should not ignore. You don’t have to die, not at this age, not at this time. Please hover down and take my hoof.”
While she raises her hoof as a form of proof.
Slowly you hover down, you start to listen to what she said. Tears still coming down, you just hope that this is something you won’t regret.
Yu touch the ground, but you want to be alone, you don’t want any pony to be around. A flow of magic takes you by surprise, a purple bubble appears around you blocking ponies from trying to get inside.
You see her standing, her horn glowing bright.
You start to walk into her direction, and you are relieved seeing the bubble not staying behind. Now standing still, who will say the first word, who has the will? Who will be strong?
Then she smiles, while she tries to remove the tears from her eyes. She sits on the ground and slowly looks around. Then she opens her mouth, but you can’t hear a single sound.
You look confused but don’t say a thing, she reopens her mouth and starts again.
“I knew that you could survive, I don’t wanted you to already say goodbye.”
She stops and smiles. Now it’s your turn to be wise, still recovering from the words, and it takes a couple of tries and a lot of effort, but you open your mouth and say.
“I couldn’t find a better way. Knowing the moments in your life, making a stand and throwing the knife.”
She asks your name, and you reply.
“My name is Derpy, may I ask yours now that you know mine?”
She shies back and looks away, not wanting to look and making you aware that she has nothing to say.
You walk to her, and stand by her side. At first she was afraid, but slowly she looks and smiles.
“Sherrill. That name would be mine.”
Her voice was beautiful, clear and understandable.
You clear the tears from your eyes, and now you are also the one who smiles.
She stands up keeping her horn shine. She asks you to follow. Without question or without anything to bother.
It’s been an hour or 2 and you haven’t said anything, and she hasn’t said anything to you.
You arrive at from the looks of it, her home. All the ponies are no longer here. She shows a gentle smile and leads you inside.
Slowly, you walk inside, hearing the door being closed behind your eyes.
You look behind to see, and you start to wonder what the purpose of this could be.
She grabs your hoof and she stands aside.
You start to get worried but you are extremely tired.
She looks at your wings then you’re main.
“I could never let such a beautiful pony feel stress or pain. Don’t worry Derpy, you need some sleep. You can stay here, until everything that hurts is gone.”
You look up and say.
“I can’t thank you enough, without you I would’ve died.”
She smiles back and gives you a light hug. You let out a yawn, and you seem to have trouble stand up tall.
“You must be tired after all this mess. I’ll quickly setup a bed for you, and then you can have your well-deserved rest.”