The Sparkle In My Eye

by HIDEMYPAST

Chrysalis' Last Thoughts (Not part of the story, but can you read it anyway, and review it? Thanks.)

Chrysalis opened her eyes, and instantly closed them again. The light from the sun, lying high above, was blinding. Groaning, she pulled herself to her hooves. Peering through her eyelids, she noticed she was in a barren land. Sand covered everything, and by the way it flew off her coat when she shook herself, it had spread to even herself. Glancing down, she noted a red liquid was gathering around her hooves. She tried to take a step forward, but the minute she put pressure on a single hoof pain overwhelmed her. She tried to stay upright, but eventually gave in and sank downwards into the sand and darkness.

When Chrysalis awoke again, she noted more sand had pooled around her. Immobilizing her. Feeling weaker than the time she had gone three weeks without feeding, she slowly came to the conclusion that she was going to die.
For the first time in a millennium, she felt scared.
She didn't want to die. She wanted revenge first. Revenge against that forsaken Celestia! Revenge against those blasted..what did that dim-witted Princess call them again? Elements of Harmony? What a dumb name!
And the purple one. Twilight Sparkle - another idiotic name.
She wanted to see her die, slowly and painfully. She'd kill every last pony right in front of her, driving her insane. She'd been particularly concerned about the Princess - she'd save her to last.
Then, when she was the only one left...She'd leave her to rot.
She wouldn't kill her. Just leave her there. Maybe she'd set her loose on another race, strike fear in their hearts.
Smiling insanely as the scene played out in her head, she drifted into a fitful sleep.

This time, when she woke again, she opened her eyes to darkness and stinging pain. Squeezing her eyes shut, she realized she was buried completely in sand, and that only her muzzle, chest and horn were visible from afar. She tried to shake it off, but
her limbs had gone completely numb. She could barely feel her magic, but decided for one last spell.
Summoning an adequately sized stone tablet - once a simple task - nearly caused her to fall unconscious. She didn't give in though - she knew the minute she fell asleep, she'd never wake up again.
The stone finally materialized, she imagined she was writing. Her horn flaring, she began to inscribe a message onto the smooth surface of the tablet.

To whichever pitiful creature that finds this.
I'm not sorry. I never will be - why should I? They loved too much. If they were like us, they would've been prepared for attack. The ponies in attendance wouldn't have cowered in fear as their 'beloved ' princess fell to the floor defeated. They'd have charged while I was gloating.
But it's funny how, in the end, their downfall caused their success.
It defeated me. Queen of the creatures that feed off love.
Defeated by love.

Content with her work, Chrysalis performed a final spell. She flung the tablet away with enough force to collapse a building
Giving into her exhaustion, a final thought crossed her mind.

I hope that thing kills somebody. It'd look more menacing with blood on it.