On the northeast edge of Ponyville...
Floating loftily above the green fields and babbling brooks...
A cloud home resided, blotting out a patch of stars.
Inside, the rooms were gray, quiet, desolate.
On the far east side, within the confines of a dark bedroom...
Rainbow Dash lay in bed, her traveling things tossed in a loose stream across the floor from the door to where she was reclined.
The mare curled up with her blankets, her head buried in a pillow.
Her muzzle hung twisted between elation and distress.
Applejack's voice rang in one ear, sobbing and ecstatic. Discord's voice lingered in the other, growing distant and fading.
Sunken between the two, Rainbow Dash collapsed...
And she wept.
Sometimes smiling... at other times grimacing...
In all cases growing lighter, fainter, number.
She wept and wept until there was no more shuddering, and then her body glided off into dull gray slumber.
Alone.