Entry Six: Hurt
Set After Chapter 19: Aftermath
Twilight came back to me.
She was hurt and badly injured, but she came back with all of the ponies she took with her.
I knew that she would return.
I think it is a good thing that I wasn’t able to project to the infirmary. When I saw Twilight bandaged up my runes nearly underwent a cascade collapse. I could not imagine what would have happened if I had seen her as she was when they first brought her in.
I suppose I should not be surprised that the monster was able to inflict so much harm on my Twilight. I swear, if I ever face that beast, I will bring the full fury of my wrath onto it.
That vow actually has meaning now.
Twilight is blind. At first I did not know how to act around her, but she is still Twilight. She has come up with a way to see after a fashion. She has always been clever, and it should be no surprise that she has found a way around her new handicap.
However, I am afraid her physical injuries are only the smallest part of the wounds she took away from her battle. Whatever happened to her in the palace of the two sisters was an emotional ordeal, and one she has not dealt with well. Since her return Twilight has been… withdrawn. She isn’t going to court or leaving her room for much of anything.
Her room is a wreck. Broken glass and splinters of wood are scattered across the floor, and she won’t let anypony put it back together. The last time I saw her, I caught sight of something smoldering in the fireplace. It was the cover of HER diary.
I’m not sure what that means.
Honestly, I am afraid to ask. Did Twilight learn something about Princess Celestia that she now hates her? Or does she simply not want any reminders? I’m too young with too little experience with the type of pain that Twilight is suffering to really understand.
If Twilight is planning on removing herself of reminders of the real Princess Celestia, I hope that does not expand to include me.
The thought... I think that thought hurts. Maybe I cannot comprehend the severity of Twilight's pain, but perhaps I can at least understand the realm in which it lies. It is unpleasant. I do not like these thoughts.
One possibly good thing has come of this.
Twilight is finally letting me help more. She has given me the gift of magic.
I do not know why she was so hesitant to do so before. Twilight would never explain her apprehension whenever I asked. I am ecstatic that I can finally be of use to her and do something more than simply comfort, but I am concerned. I do not want this fantastic gift to be tainted by regret. I do not know if Twilight is thinking clearly right now, and I do not know what has motivated her to this.
I will just need to make her proud.
It was beautiful. I have tapped into the beating heart of the planet and its power now surges through me. I feel so much greater than I was before, as if a part of me that I never realized was missing has come home. I am… complete.
Twilight has not yet told me her entire plan, but I can expand my own mind now. I do not need to be a burden to my precious Twilight. Whatever she desires of me, I can now provide.
She has given me a list of spells that I need to learn, and I see a pattern. Twilight expects me to see combat. If she wishes me to be a weapon then I will be her sword. If she wishes me to defend her ponies, then I shall be their shield.