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To be a Breezie - Obsi



Trapped in the world of the breezies, Twilight has to learn how to be a breezie and help her clan make it through the winter. And like every time learning is involved, she is quite eager

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Chapter 21- The Truth of the Prophecy

A sudden yank tore me from my peaceful slumber. Red stars exploded before my closed eyes as my head rebounded from the ground.

“Twilight!” A voice shouted. “Wake up, we need to go!”

“Wha-” I mumbled, holding my head as I opened my eyes and immediately recoiled as bright yellow light jabbed into my ill-adjusted irises. A moment later, hooves grabbed my foreleg, pulling me to my hooves.

“Now, Twilight!” Kalypso’s voice tore through my veil of sleepiness.

“But-” I began, as my eyes finally adjusted to the brightness coming from Kalypso’s feelers. She stood slumped, unable to stand upright in the low ceiling of mine and Honeydew’s otherwise empty hut. “Where’s Honeydew?”

“I don’t know, no time!” Kalypso exclaimed, wringing her hooves before she suddenly grabbed mine and pulled me out the house. Blindsided by her rash action, I could only stumble behind her as she led me to two filled bags outside our hut, the same type we’d worn during our trip to the highbreeze-clan. “Put it on and follow me.” she ordered briskly.

“N-now hold on!” I protested. “What’s happening, where are we going?”

“There’s no time to explain, Twilight, I’ve seen it.” Kalypso said, shoving one of the bags into my hooves before attempting to drag me through the tunnels.

“Seen what?” I stemmed my hooves into the ground, forcing her to stop and meet my eyes, her two-colored eyes seemingly glowing under her disheveled mane.

“Your portal, Twilight. I know where it is.”

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Cold air beat against my face like a frigid wall as we stepped outside the final tunnel, Kalypso urging me onward with increasing haste.

I was still reeling from her revelation as we passed through the tunnel exit, nearly sending us tumbling into the snow as my legs locked up. “You saw the portal?”

“That’s what I said!” Kalypso huffed as she caught herself from falling, her heavy bag nearly toppling her over.

“How? When? Why now?”

Cursing under her breath, Kalypso let her eyes shift to the far-off trees. “It came to me in a dream just today, but don’t stop walking, Twilight. If we miss it, it’ll be for nothing!”

But despite the hurry in her voice, my hooves were locked in place as if they were shackled. “But… Honeydew, I need to tell him-”

“I’ll do it for you when I get back.” she sighed, before tugging me along, her feelers twitching as she searched for an updrift. “I’m sorry, Twilight, but we have to move now if you want to go home.”

I tried to object, but my voice died in my throat. A shiver went down my back, which had nothing to do with the temperature. Honeydew or Equestria? I’d known the choice was coming. In truth, it wasn’t much of a decision, I had duties, friends, my life waiting for me on the other side, but to face it so sudden- I wasn’t prepared for it yet! I swallowed, a crushing feeling in my chest. I’d never even had a chance to speak to him about it. To leave now held a sour taste, like I was somehow betraying him. Was I not just like Hippe? Would he resent me, just like he held a grudge for her?

“Twilight!” Kalypso urged again, grimacing as she tugged at my hooves. Breathing a long sigh, I reluctantly stepped away from the village entrance with mixed feelings. This place had offered me safety in this world when I needed it, shelter. Maybe even the prospect of a home, should I be stuck here. Forcing down the lump in my throat, I gave the entrance a long glance.

“Goodbye.” I whispered, my throat aching, as if the words had tried to resist being spoken.

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Kalypso had prepared us well for our journey. Our bags had been stuffed with high-calorie supplies, enough to last us even if we were delayed, yet light enough to allow us to travel quickly. To ward against the cold, she had brought the stick I’d used to light fires, as well as an emergency supply of sizzle grass.

The outside was the same frosty landscape we’d grown so wary of, yet the air wasn’t nearly as frigid as it had been on our last journey. In the light of the midday sun, it was little more than a mild discomfort. Me and Kalypso exchanged meaningful looks. We’d both seen this before and knew not to trust the change. “I do not think the winds of Fjermengard are gone.” Kalypso said, casting a harsh glance at a melting icicle.

I nodded gravely, taking great care to observe the landmarks of the area we passed through. By tartarus, I wanted to remember the way this time… if I could maybe find some pattern in the way the portal worked, I may be able to return, possibly to lend help before the winter was over! If the portal allowed it. If I could find some regularity in how the blasted thing worked! But from skimming over old research logs, I knew it usually only opened a couple times a year at best, sometimes only once. The chances for me to accurately predict the next time it would open, determine whether it lead here instead of Seabreeze’s village, for which I had virtually no data to extrapolate anything from… The odds of me doing all that before this winter ended were practically nonexistent.

All I could offer the clan was a, possibly stale, sandwich from my saddlebags, assuming I’d be able to chuck it through the portal if it closed. Which Kalypso wouldn’t be able to carry.

Grumbling to myself, I continued riding the winds. At least those seemed favorable, blowing with a force neither too strong nor too weak, allowing us to cover ground at a rapid pace without losing control over our direction. When we finally settled down for the night, we’d well passed the river, flying past over the single string of spiderweb Honeydew had once led me across. We didn’t even spare a glance at the webs littering both sides of the river. Kalypso had a knife to cut us loose should we get stuck, and no spider would remain active in this cold.

“If we are lucky, we will arrive at the portal by tomorrow.” Kalypso said as she dug out the small pit for our fire. The first words spoken in a few hours, I believed.

“Mhm.” I answered, placed a few pieces of bark into the small hole before readying my incendiary stick.

“Wait.” she suddenly called out. “You need to show me how to do that if I am to travel home without you.”

“Of course, of course.” I sighed. Without me. The thought still stung, but I hoped it didn’t show in my expression as I explained to the seer how she had to hold the stick, and what to consider when gathering firewood. Leaning back, I observed her first attempts, while my brows furrowed in thought. “Didn’t you once tell me that fire hurts the spirits of the sticks?”

The question caused her to look quite abashed as she looked up from her smoking wood. “That’s… well, it kind of made sense to me at the time.”

“So, it was an excuse?” I asked with a knowing smirk.

“I thought you were mad! Causing fires, claiming you could control them.” Calypso exclaimed.

“And yet, it turns out I can.”

She frowned at that statement. “It will still burn you against your will, should it have the chance, will it not?”

“Well-”

“Then you do not control it. You merely constrain it.” With a shake of her head, Kalypso blew over the small glimmers she’d finally created, before shoving them into the rest of the firewood. We then took turns blowing into the glimmers, shivering as we waited for it to grow into a pyre large enough to ward off the cold.

“Did your vision tell you how long the portal will remain open?” I whispered after a while

“No, only that we have to hurry.” she sighed. “But we are close. I am sure we will catch it.” the last sentence was clearly meant to encourage me, for which I returned a brief smile, before huddling closer to our campfire, which was finally large enough to melt the ice out of my coat.

“Are you sure I should go through it though?”

“Look, I wish you could stay, but we don’t have enough-”

“But what about your vision?” I blurted out. “The whole thing with you seeing winter, and me standing next to you, or maybe in front-” my face scrunched up in a moment of confusion before I shook my head. “The point is, you saw me there, all the time, like it was important. Doesn’t that mean that you need me here?” My eyes narrowing, I tried to seek out hers. But Kalypso’s eyes shifted away, her hoof tapping at the ground for a solid, silent minute.

“Twilight…” she began, her shoulders rising and lowering as she took a deep breath before her head rose and she looked into my eyes. “I never saw you.”

Author's Note:

Welcome back, Breezie fans, love that you're all coming back for the ride

First up, I apologize that this chapter became so short, but I hope you understand why I had to leave off at this point (actually, I'm not too hopeful, since I'm pretty sure you hate my cliffhangers as much as I adore them :derpytongue2: )

Fun fact, I originally planned for the last chapter to end with Calypso exclaiming that she saw the portal, but I decided to have a chapter end in a satisfying, not-stringing-you-along kind of way. So, props for me, I resisted the temptation. once. briefly.

See you next week.
The beach is nice over here :yay: