Fragments of Memories
By Starwin
Chapter 05 – Hallucinations
The chilly night air made Wild Heart shiver a little. She and Luna stood in silence before the enormous tree that contained the Ponyville Public Library. It looked much warmer inside, except, they hadn’t yet been invited in.
The young dragon continued to block the entry way, holding the door in one claw and the frame in the other. He stared at the two ponies with a strained expression of uncertainty. He clearly didn’t want them to come in, but he also appeared unwilling to send them away.
“Spike! Who’s at the door? Is it somepony coming to borrow books?” called a voice from somewhere inside. “Tell them we’re closed! No! We’re open!” The voice seemed to stir the dragon to life and his suspicious gaze fixed on Luna.
Spike’s lips stretched in a strange, unpleasant, sort of way. Wild Heart thought it was something between a smile and a frown, not really either, but both. He stepped outside and pulled the door closed behind him. The latch didn’t click and a narrow beam of yellow candlelight still shone through a crack at the edge, casting his small shape in half shadows.
“What are you planning to do to her this time?” snarled Spike at Luna. Wild Heart was taken aback by his sudden change in tone. From the letter she hadn’t imagined him like this at all, especially not towards a Princess!
“We, are here to speak with them,” answered Luna. Spike’s eyes snapped to Wild Heart, sizing her up. She didn’t know exactly what he was searching for but he finally looked back at Luna.
“The last time you and Celestia were here, you—” began Spike.
“I know what we did,” interrupted Luna, a note of warning in her voice that made Wild Heart feel uncomfortable. Luna had told her much about the pony they were coming to meet, but she hadn’t told her everything. And it seemed that perhaps Luna’s last visit had not ended on pleasant terms. “You do not need to remind me. Now, we are going to speak with Twilight Dash.”
“No,” refused Spike flatly. “The library is closed. You can come back tomorrow.” He moved to go back inside.
“We shall not!” shouted Luna. Her hoof slammed down into the ground and Wild Heart was sure she felt the earth shake a little. “We have not come at such an hour to be turned away like some common book borrowers.” Luna’s fur began to darken as her anger flared. Smoke-like shadows rolled off her body. “You cannot tell me what to do! Thou dost not command us!”
Spike stumbled backwards. His foot caught something on the dark ground and he toppled over with a wail of terror. The baby dragon scooted away as fast as he could, until his back collided with the solid wooden door and he could go no further.
“Luna!” cried Wild Heart. The Princess’s eyes widened in surprise. The frightening visage was washed away in an instant, leaving an upset looking Luna in its place. The royal mare shrunk backwards slightly, looking as if she wanted to turn and run.
“I’m… I am sorry…” apologized Luna. “I did not mean…”
“It’s fine,” whispered Wild Heart, placing a reassuring hoof on Luna’s shaking shoulder. “Calm down, everything’s okay.”
“What… what was that!” cried Spike in distress. He was still pressed against the door, an expression of horror fixed upon his face.
“That was a shadow of the past,” explained Wild Heart. Spike did not look like he believed her.
“That was Nightma…” began Spike.
“No,” interrupted Wild Heart. “It was not.” Wild Heart sighed. “It is… difficult to explain. And personal. And private.”
“Just who are you?” demanded Spike. Before Wild Heart could answer, the door Spike had been leaning against suddenly opened. With another cry of surprise, he toppled backwards.
“Spike,” asked the mare now standing in the doorway. “Why didn’t you answer us? And why are you laying on the ground?” She tilted her head slightly to the side in confusion as she stared at Spike sprawled out across the entryway.
Wild Heart wasn’t truly prepared for the reality of it. Luna had explained the strange situation of Twilight Dash. Yet, not until that moment, when the mismatched pony stood before her, did Wild Heart really see what Luna had meant. Wings, a horn, two different colored eyes, a contrasting mane and tail, and of course a different cutie mark on each flank. Wild Heart could see one pony that had not so long ago been two.
“Oh, hello,” said Twilight Dash with a genuine smile towards Wild Heart. “Did you come to—Princess! Princess? That doesn’t even make any… Oh, Princess Luna!” Twilight Dash bowed.
“Hello my friends,” answered Luna with a small smile. Wild Heart could see Luna relax slightly at the sight of her friend. “I am glad to see that you are up and about.”
“Huh? We are?” asked Twilight Dash in confusion. Her eyes suddenly widened. She looked down in surprise, then back behind her and finally to her guests standing at the front door. “Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! We… we did it… we walked… Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! We don’t even… Oh my gosh! Would we stop that?! Sorry.” The pony blushed a little in embarrassment as she rubbed her front hoof shyly.
All Wild Heart could do was stare and make sure her mouth wasn’t hanging open. This… this was going to be more challenging than she had thought.
“Do you mind if we come inside,” asked Luna, her tone implying that it was hardly a request.
“I guess,” mumbled Spike as he pushed himself up off his back.
“Oh! Oh! Of course!” exclaimed Twilight Dash her voice someplace between complete hysteria and sheer panic. “Please, come in Princess!” She stepped aside, wobbling slightly but staying upright.
Luna went in first, her head held high, yet with the slightest air of unease about her. Wild Heart thought it likely that the confrontation with Spike had unnerved her a little. Hopefully the Princess would be able to keep herself in check. Twilight Dash already seemed like more than a hoofful for the night.
Spike rolled back to his feet. He gave Wild Heart one last sizing glance, and then waddled inside to stand beside Twilight Dash. He seemed very protective of the mismatched mare, almost like a younger brother might be.
At last, Wild Heart stepped over the threshold herself and into the library tree. The structure hadn’t been hollowed out, but rather crafted into a building. There were doorways and bookshelves, stairs and a second floor. These things weren’t carved into the tree, they had been grown like that. It was very impressive.
“We’re actually glad you came by, Princess,” said Twilight Dash as she pushed the door closed behind Wild Heart. “It feels like all our friends have been staying away from us lately.”
“TD, we were just hanging out with your friends a few hours ago!” cried Spike. “You went out and flew and they all watched. And you had dinner with them!”
“Oh Spike, don’t be silly,” said Twilight Dash, as she motioned for them all to move towards a sitting area. Luna and Wild Heart made their way over to the couch and chairs, but Spike stayed behind, still standing next to Twilight Dash. “We like those ponies that came out to watch us today, but they’re no replacement for our friends.”
Twilight Dash moved to take a step forward, but the moment she lifted her hoof she began to lean dangerously to one side. Wild Heart felt her horn tense with the anticipation of casting a spell to catch the falling pony. However, there was no need.
It seemed that Spike had been anticipating this very thing. As Twilight Dash began to fall, Spike steadied her, and helped keep her upright. The mare smiled at him, and he smiled back.
“Thank you Spike,” said Twilight Dash as he helped her regain her balance. He then began an odd series of taps upon each of her legs. It took Wild Heart a moment to realize what was happening. He was helping guide her movements. Interesting.
“We still think it would have been a lot more fun if Fluttershy could have come to cheer us on,” said Twilight Dash a little sadly as Spike helped her across the room.
“But… but she did!” cried Spike desperately. “She was right there, shouting as loud as… well, as loud as Fluttershy!”
“Twilight Dash,” interjected Luna. “That is what we are here to talk with you about.” The pony came to a stop in front of them. While they had moved to a sitting area, no pony seemed inclined to actually sit.
Twilight Dash looked from Luna to Wild Heart and back to Luna, an expression of confusion upon her face.
“Just who are you anyhow?” asked Spike, pointing at Wild Heart. “And what do you want with TD!”
“Spike! It’s rude to point!” scolded Twilight Dash. “And hello! We’re standing right here!”
“Spike, Twilight Dash,” said Luna. “I would like to introduce you to a friend of mine. A pony that helped me… control… myself. Her name is Wild Heart, she is a doctor with the Canterlot Magical Emergency Medical Center. I have asked her to come and help you get better.”
“Another doctor?” asked Spike suspiciously. “TD already has one here in Ponyville. He was here just before you showed up.”
“Yes,” answered Wild Heart, finally stepping into the conversation. “And Doctor Red Cross believes that whatever is happening to… TD… is beyond his ability to help. That is why I’ve been asked to come here.”
“And what do you plan to do?” asked Spike a little bitterly. He moved in front of Twilight Dash, holding out his small arms as if he were a shield. “Are you here to take something else from them?”
“Spike!” said Twilight Dash and Luna at the same time, both… all?... of them sounding angry. Wild Heart however, smiled.
“You are protective of TD,” observed Wild Heart, her voice calm and reassuring. However, Spike’s face remained stern. He stood his ground between Twilight Dash and the guests. “You are a good, loyal friend to her—”
“Them,” corrected Spike.
“Pardon me, them,” said Wild Heart. “Things must have been very difficult as of late. I will not pretend I know what it’s been like for you. But I can tell you that I have experience with many ponies injured by magic. I have helped dozens recover against terrible odds.
“I promise you,” pledged Wild Heart. “All I am here to do, is help your friends in any way that I can.”
Spike’s harsh expression softened slightly but he did not move back.
“How are you going to help TD?” asked Spike at last.
“Partly with words,” answered Wild Heart, “and partly with magic. You see, I am an Aetherialist.” Spike stared at her obviously having no idea what she had just said.
“Oh!” said Twilight Dash in a moment of realization. However, just as quickly her expression changed to one of confusion. “What the heck is an Arthritis? No, an Aetherialist. Yeah, I have no idea what that is. An Aetherialist is a mind healer. Oh… I still don’t get it.”
“Allow me to explain,” offered Wild Heart with a small smile. “If you are injured, you go to a doctor that can tend to your injury and help you heal. If you are cursed by a spell, then you go to a magical doctor to reverse the spell.”
“Yeah,” mumbled Spike, rubbing his arm as if the mention of magical doctors had made him remember something unpleasant.
“But some injuries happen to the mind instead of the body,” continued Wild Heart, tapping her head with a hoof to emphasize her point. “In those cases you might need a psychologist to help you heal the injured mind. And sometimes spells can damage the mind too. That’s when somepony like me, an Aetherialist, can try and help heal the injury.”
“So why not just go to a psychologist?” asked Spike.
“Because they are best at treating disorders stemming from non magic origins,” answered Wild Heart. “When you introduce magic, things become more… difficult… to treat through traditional means. If you were stuck in a permanent levitation spell, what good are some bandages going to do? Maybe help tie you down so you don’t float away? The same thing is true here. The help that Twilight Dash needs is more than a psychologist can give.”
“So… so what are you going to do to us?” asked Twilight Dash.
“I would like to help you,” answered Wild Heart kindly. “But only if it’s what you want.”
Twilight Dash was silent for a long moment, then she started talking to herself in low whispers. Wild Heart couldn’t make out all the words, but it sounded like the mare was arguing about something. At last, the looked up at Wild Heart.
“So you’re going to what then? Split us apart?” asked the pony. Her tone and voice sounded a little different. “Dash, be nice! She said she was here to help. Yeah, lots of ponies say that.” Her eyes traveled to Luna.
“For the moment we’re just going to talk,” answered Wild Heart. She took a step closer, trying to catch the pony’s eye and draw her attention away fromLuna. “There is magic involved as well. But, as I’ve told so many others, I don’t undo spells, or fix curses. I heal.
“And the best way for me to do that,” continued Wild Heart, “is to know you. We will take it slow and see how you do. So, do you think you would like me to try and help you?.”
Twilight Dash turned away a second time and started talking to herself once more. This self discussion took much less time. After a minute or so, Twilight Dash turned back to the group and nodded.
“Alright,” answered Twilight Dash. “We don’t see any harm in just talking.”
“There might be more than talking,” said Wild Heart. “Depending on how you do with the questions, there is also a spell I would like to preform. It will help me know how to help you.”
“Uh, okay?” answered Twilight Dash, unsure how to respond.
“Perhaps… I should wait outside,” suggested Luna.
“No, I think it would be fine if you stayed,” said Wild Heart. “For support, and I may require your help later with the spell. I would like you here as well, Spike. I think a second perspective on events will be very helpful.” Wild Heart turned her attention back to Twilight Dash. “If you don’t mind them staying, of course.”
“No, it’s okay for them to stay,” answered Twilight Dash.
“Good. I would like to talk about you first,” began Wild Heart. “If you don’t want to answer any of my questions, you don’t have to. I won’t press any subject you aren’t ready to talk about yet. Are you okay with that?”
“Yeah… we think so,” said Twilight Dash.
“Let’s get started then, shall we?” said Wild Heart with a smile. “What is your name?”
“Twilight… …Dash,” replied the pony, looking a little caught off guard by the simple question.
“Good, good,” said Wild Heart. “What is your favorite color?”
“Blue,” answered Twilight Dash, sounding a little surprised. “Really? You too? I didn’t know that.”
“Okay,” continued Wild Heart. “How long have you lived in this library for?”
“Fivyeardys,” answered Twilight Dash, their words coming out in a jumble. However, Wild Heart simply nodded. Not asking them to try again, she moved on.
“Where did you grow-up before you moved to Ponyville?” asked Wild Heart.
“Canterdale,” said Twilight Dash. She shook her head. “No, we mean, Cloudslot. I mean… What was the question again?”
“And what was my name?” asked Wild Heart. Twilight Dash looked at the pony for a long moment before answering. It was as if she believed Wild Heart’s name was written someplace on her body.
“Love… …Free?” guessed Twilight Dash, a note of uncertainty in her voice.
“Do you have any desire to fly?” asked Wild Heart. At the mention of flying, Twilight Dash’s wings twitched slightly, but she did not leave the ground.
“Yes,” answered Twilight Dash firmly.
“Do you want to fly?” asked Wild Heart.
“Isn’t that the same question?” interjected Spike. Wild Heart smiled at him but looked back to Twilight Dash expectantly.
“Maybe…” answered Twilight Dash. “Maybe? Of course we do! I don’t know, after today… do you really think we should try again? Um, hello! Wings! You bet we are going to try again! But I’m not sure we…”
“And how about magic?” interrupted Wild Heart. “Have you tried casting any spells yet?” Twilight Dash looked away and mumbled something that Wild Heart didn’t hear. “A bit louder, if you could.”
“No!” said Twilight Dash, her words icy and her expression dark. “We haven’t tried any magic.”
“No desire to or…” began Wild Heart.
“We haven’t!” shouted Twilight Dash, looking a little flustered. Both Spike and Luna jumped slightly, but Wild Heart remained still.
“Let’s go back to flying,” said Wild Heart calmly. The pony’s expression brightened slightly at the subject change. “Can you tell us about the flight you took today?”
“We… we don’t really remember it,” said Twilight Dash, glancing away uncomfortably. “Parts of it are more… there… than others. It was just flying. What is there to say about it?”
“What if I told you there was a way you could show us?” suggested Wild Heart. Twilight Dash looked perplexed by the suggestion. “As I said, an Aetherialist’s job is part talk and part magic. We are going to try some of the magic part. It may feel… odd at first. I don’t want you to panic. Just relax and stay calm. Can you do that?” Twilight Dash nodded slowly. “Excellent.”
The horn atop Wild Heart’s head began to radiate an eerie pink light. Waves of magic rippled outwards. As the spell reached Twilight Dash, her horn began to glow as well. The same thing was true for Luna.
“Part of the reason I asked Luna to stay is that this procedure, sometimes called the dive, requires at least three unicorns,” explained Wild Heart. “One to focus, one to guide, and one to project. Luna will focus, I will guide, and you will project.”
“But… we can’t,” protested Twilight Dash. “We… please don’t make us cast…”
“You misunderstand,” said Wild Heart. “I’m casting the spell. Your role will simply be to help the spell come to life.” The mixed up mare still looked very nervous. “If you do not want to, we can stop. But it may give me some valuable insight on best to help you.”
“No,” replied Twilight Dash at last. “I think we should keep going. But you can stop it whenever, right? Yes. I was asking her! Oh, well, I’m sure she can, can’t you?”
“Yes,” answered Wild Heart with a soft smile. “Any of us can end the spell at any time. You simply have to want it to stop, and it will.”
“Okay,” said Twilight Dash with a nod. “I think we are fine to continue, right? Yeah, I guess.”
“Prepare yourself,” instructed Wild Heart. “The early stages of the spell are… disorienting.”
A low humming filled the room as the pink waves of energy coming from Wild Hearts horn increased in frequency. The walls seemed to wash away, like they were a watercolor painting. Everything began to lose focus. The ponies shifted and moved, bending around themselves while they all stayed perfectly still.
“This is really weird!” exclaimed Spike. “Everything looks kinda funny. You all look like some kind of funhouse mirror.”
“The distortions are a normal part of the spell,” reassured Wild Heart. “Remember that it’s not real. Just stay calm and take deep breaths.”
“Hornonic resonance,” mumbled Twilight Dash a note of wonder in her voice as she looked curiously around the room. “What? It’s magic spread across multiple unicorns. Our horns act as amplifiers and—Actually, I wasn’t really that interested. I’m sort of wondering why the ceiling is melting though. Yeah, that is a little odd…”
Shapes and blurry images began to wander into existence around them. The indistinct blobs floated out of the walls before sliding into the floor, or simply turning inside-out and vanishing.
“This is a spell I have used to help others in the past,” explained Wild Heart. “It’s like having a waking dream, or maybe a vivid hallucination is a better description, except we are all experiencing the same thing.”
“And how exactly does this help?” demanded Spike.
“Right now, it is jumbled, and unfocused,” explained Wild Heart. “Twilight Dash’s thoughts are in turmoil. And there are four of us, all projecting at once. That makes things murky and hard to view, but when Luna and I quiet our minds…” The shimmering effect began to retreat and the library reemerged around them, books and all.
“Don’t worry,” continued Wild Heart, “you control the projections. You only have to show what you want us to see and you can stop them at any time. I want you to listen to my voice and try as hard as you can to bring the memories forward. Do you think you can do that?”
The pony both nodded and shook their head, moving around in a strange sort of circle.
“That usually means at least one of them thinks so,” interpreted Spike.
“Okay. I want you to think back to your flight,” instructed Wild Heart. “I want you to remember it, and project it. Let us see it.”
The air around them danced and flickered with light. Suddenly the library was gone. The floor beneath their hooves had become empty blue sky. Behind Twilight Dash was the ground, which was racing away, and a giant ring of color rippled out across the sky.
Spike, Luna and Wild Heart all stood exactly where they had been a moment ago in the library. Except, now they were floating out in the sky. The ground hadn’t appeared below them, but rather behind Twilight Dash, as though they were seeing events from her perspective.
“Good,” commended Wild Heart. “An excellent projection. I want you to tell us about your flight. But not starting here. Go back to the ground, before you took off.”
Everything flickered away. The sky vanished into black for a moment. When the world returned they were all standing back on the ground, with it firmly placed beneath their hooves this time.
There were four ponies standing around them in a sort of half circle. Three of the ponies were out of focus, blurry and indistinct. If Wild Heart stared at one too long it would vanish. She couldn’t even tell what color they were or grasp a single detail about them. The only pony she could see properly was an orange earth pony with a blond mane.
A second Spike also stood nearby, a few steps from where the real Spike was located. He waved a claw through himself.
“Okay, that’s kinda weird,” said Spike.
“Take us through what happened,” instructed Wild Heart. Twilight Dash nodded.
“We were standing here,” said Twilight Dash. As she spoke, parts of her became more prominent. Her lavender coat, her purple eye, the horn atop her head. Even her mane seemed less rainbow like and more dark purple. “Preparing to take off.”
“I said we should start easy,” continued Twilight Dash. While her voice remained the same, her features shifted. The rainbow hair returned, the wings became sharper and her coat shimmered blue. “Just a simple flap, just to test and make sure everything was working.”
Their wings flapped and the projected world suddenly zoomed away. They were back in the sky, up where they had started. The ground was once again falling away behind Twilight Dash, the waves of rainbow washing across the blue.
“But things weren’t going so well,” explained Twilight Dash. The lavender features returned to the forefront. “We couldn’t get control. Our body wouldn’t respond the way we wanted it to. We… we began to fall…”
The world started to tumble around them. Wild Heart felt herself sway with the disorientation. Spike put a claw to his mouth, looking like he might be sick. Luna seemed oddly unaffected.
“We were going to crash,” continued the lavender mare. “I couldn’t watch… I… couldn’t…”
This time, the features of Twilight didn’t just dull, she vanished entirely. Her horn shimmered away and wings sprouted from her sides. Blue fur rippled across her body. When the transformation was completed, it was only Dash that stood before them, recounting the events.
“Suddenly, everything felt right,” said the hornless powder blue pegasus. “I was in control of my wings, of my body. I could move, and fly just like I wanted…”
The room suddenly darkened. The sky and ground vanished. They stood in complete fathomless black. The pony before them changed again. The blue fur flashed lavender, the wings faded away and a horn appeared atop Twilight’s head.
“Then I remembered something,” said the wingless lavender unicorn. The pony shivered as she grimaced. The darkness pressed in even tighter, making her hard to see. “I don’t want to remember it. Please don’t make me talk about it.”
“It’s alright,” said Wild Heart, trying to make her voice sound comforting. “I want you to go back to the start, back to the ground.” The pony nodded and as she did, her appearance returned to that of Twilight Dash.
They were once more back on the ground with the empty field of green grass stretching out to the infinite horizon. The blurry ponies were standing around them, staring without eyes. Spike eyed his doppelganger with apprehension, although the memory of Spike wasn’t paying him any attention.
“Can you tell us about these ponies?” asked Wild Heart, waving a hoof at the unseeable memories encircling them.
“Uh, that’s Applejack,” said Twilight Dash, pointing out the only solid pony.
“I sure am!” replied the memory.
“I don’t think she actually said that,” interjected Spike.
“It’s alright. That’s very good TD,” encouraged Wild Heart. “How about the others, do you recognize any of them?”
“That one is Spike,” said Twilight Dash pointing at the real Spike, instead of the memory, before shifting her hoof slightly to the right. “And… Spike… again…”
“Yeah, I’m a little confused by that one too,” said Spike, looking apprehensively at himself, who was looking back at him with uncertainty.
“What about this pony?” asked Wild Heart, indicating a colorless flickering shape beside Spike. “Do you know this pony’s name?”
“No,” said Twilight Dash. “We’ve never met them.”
“But you met them today,” said Wild Heart. “Surely you can tell me something about them? How tall they were? Mare or colt? What color their coat was? Unicorn, earth pony or pegasus?”
“I… We… don’t…” said Twilight Dash, shaking her head.
“Spike, what are your friend’s names again?” asked Wild Heart.
“Fluttershy,” began Spike. As he said the name, one of the indistinct outlines solidified into a butter yellow pegasus with a pink mane. Then as quickly as she had materialized, the memory pony dissolved again as Spike said the next name. “Pinkie Pie and Rarity.”
Each name he listed caused a different outline to shimmer into existence. But the effect lasted only a moment.
“Twilight Dash, can you tell us any of the names Spike just listed?” asked Wild Heart. Twilight Dash opened her mouth but closed it again, then shook her head, looking almost ashamed. “It’s okay. Just relax. We’re almost done.
“I want you to take us back up into the sky again,” requested Wild Heart. “Where we started. Can you do that?” Once more they were whisked high into the sky, with the sonic rainboom rapidly expanding. “Now, this time I want you to fly backwards.”
“What?” asked Twilight Dash. Everything froze around them. “But, we didn’t do that. How can we remember something we didn’t do?”
“I know. I just want you to pretend that you did it,” explained Wild Heart. “I want you to imagine what it might have been like.”
For a long moment nothing happened. Then, very slowly, things began to move backwards. The circular rainboom that had been speeding out across the sky began to shrink back in on itself. The ground was moving towards them. But everything stopped once again.
“We can’t,” said Twilight Dash closing our eyes. “We can’t imagine it.”
“It’s alright,” said Wild Heart. “You’re doing fine, just keep going, keep flying backwards.” The world inched a little more and stopped again.
“Something… something is wrong,” said Twilight Dash. “We don’t… we can’t… I…AHHHHHhhhhh!” Twilight Dash let out a terrible frightened scream. The projected world suddenly lurched violently. When it reformed they were no longer outside in the sky, nor standing on the field below. They were back in the library. Yet, a different section of it, nor were they were actually standing in reality.
“My friends have just arrived,” explained a low monotone voice.
“Twi… Twilight?” asked Spike in a raspy whisper.
Wild Heart looked at the pony standing across from her. The shape that Twilight Dash had taken was unlike any representation she had seen so far. This pony was taller, her wings slightly longer, and her horn a little more pointed. Both mane and tail were translucent rainbows, flowing in an invisible wind. Her eyes were no longer mismatched but glowed with rainbow colored light.
“Pink-Party wanted to throw a celebration for me,” continued the pony. As she spoke, four very solid ponies galloped into existence around them. “I think she was trying to cheer me up.”
“Can you tell us when this is?” asked Wild Heart, her voice sounding a little dry even to her.
“The library, a day or so ago,” said the tall pony.
“And can you tell me your name?” asked Wild Heart.
“My name,” repeated the pony, her swirling rainbow eyes locking on Luna. “Is Rainbow Sparkle.”