//------------------------------// // Distance - Derpator // Story: Pink Diamonds: A RariPie Prompt Tag Collab // by Starlight Shadow //------------------------------// ~By Derpator~ It ate at her, consuming her every thought. With each passing second, Rarity drew further away from her. And she could do nothing about it. A tear dripped from her eye. Her ears became heavy. Energy drained from her limbs within the blink of an eye, and she collapsed onto the ground with a loud thud. She lost control. The tears streamed out like a fountain. Seconds it had been—not even close to a full minute. The train was still audible, carrying hope with its sounds. Hooves began to caress her skin. She paid them no heed. “Pinkie, are you alright?” The voice belonged to Fluttershy; Pinkie could tell by the affection in the tone she carried. Alas, Pinkie did not reply. Her eyes were fixed solely on the gradually shrinking train while her vision faltered; her head flat on the wood, lifeless. She fought the pain; pain in her heart from her lovers’ departure. Just for two weeks, Rarity had said. They cuddled for hours and hours. Pinkie claimed the unicorn for herself with her limber lips, and she had no intention of letting Rarity slip away by her watch. They made passionate love that night. “My love, even while we may be apart, we are still bound by what brings us together. We may not be together physically, but our love remains.” They were lies, and Pinkie hadn’t realised the horror and anguish of that until now. Being apart... Being distant... No matter how far... It did hurt. It stung her. A spear pierced through her, and Rarity hurled it. It was a curse, tearing away at her flesh, slowly, painfully with laughter as it tormented her. Could she not give in, lie on that train platform for all of eternity, watching the Sun cycle pass her by until her lover returned to her? Could she delay the bliss that awaited her the day when Rarity came back? As Rarity faded away further in the distance, becoming nothing more than a speck, her vision filled with liquid of her own, nothingness took her. In that moment, everything collapsed. Never before had she wanted to sit in perpetual darkness and let chaos envelop her, corrupt her and her innocent heart. Perhaps, just this one time, she would let it consume her. What else did she have to lose?