• Published 10th Aug 2019
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The Scream - Equimorto

Death wasn't part of Twilight's plans for the weekend. Twilight was part of Death's plans for the weekend. Neither had foreseen someone else arranging a compromise.

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On a Winter's Night

The first thing Twilight knew when she woke up was that she was dead.

It was a cold winter night, and the moonlight entered the room through the window, casting its silver glow over the wooden surface of the library. The stars shone outside, and a gentle breeze blew through the streets, ruffling the leaves of Twilight's house. It hadn't snowed yet, but it would soon, or so the weather team had said.

The second thing Twilight knew was that she was alive.

Her body was, at least. Breathing, still warm, no signs of harm. A perfectly normal unicorn, peacefully sleeping, curled up in her blanket. She looked over herself, and brought a hoof to her body's temple, still feeling a pulse there.

Leaving herself behind, she got off from the bed, and drifted down the stairs, her steps soundless. She didn't breathe, but she didn't feel the need to. Her eyes could see perfectly well, even in the darkness. To be more precise, she couldn't actually see, she could however feel. An odd knowledge of the world around her, a certainty of the way it was shaped.

There was an odd sense of emptiness in her. She was dead, and the Twilight she'd left behind wasn't her. A heart attack, she knew it like she knew her name. Like she knew someone was waiting for her, just outside the door. Why Twilight had survived, though, she had no idea. But she knew the scream would give her an answer.

She knew it was called the scream, though not how she knew it. It was evident why. She could hear it, hissing into her ears. It came from far away, muffled and distant, but somehow it was always there. No matter how loud the world around her, no matter how she tried to seal her ears, it was right there, right next to her, yet still so far away. It had always been there. Every day and night, from the day she'd been born. How had she never noticed it?

No matter. Now she knew. And the other Twilight didn't know, she slept undisturbed upstairs. And soon she'd get her answers, just behind that door. The wind blew in the streets, and ponies slept in their homes, but there was something else there, waiting only for her to welcome it in.

But there she stood. In the centre of her library, the door right in front of her, the scream right behind it, just a few steps away. She didn't want to open that door. She was afraid, and she didn't know of what.

But she didn't have a choice.

And so the door opened, and so she saw it. It stood there, waiting only to welcome her in, and her soul fell into despair at the sight. It vaguely looked like a pony. And she knew it was her. Or, at least, it had been, at one point. At many points, perhaps. Many her. Her many deaths. Clearly, not all as kind to her appearance as a heart attack.

It was screaming, clearly. In pain, seemingly. It held up its foreleg, inviting her in with its claws.

And Twilight asked it what it was. She knew, but she didn't want to know. And she didn't want to hear it. But she'd asked, because she knew what would come next too, and she didn't want that.

And above its scream, the creature answered.

And Twilight felt pain, and fear, and tears swelling in her eyes. And hate, for whatever it was that had chosen to protect her. For whatever was there, at the end of her destiny, pulling her on with its strings.

And Twilight wished to scream, though she did not wish to join the creature.

And the scream held up its claws, and asked Twilight to join it.

And Twilight wished to refuse. And Twilight lifted her hoof, and touched the creature that was the many deaths she had been spared.

And Twilight broke her neck after falling from a chair.

And Twilight drowned in the lake she'd sneaked away to swim in during a vacation.

And Twilight's heart stopped on a cold winter night.

And Twilight's head shattered under a falling rock.

And Twilight froze to death after getting lost in the snow.

And Twilight was bit by the snake and killed by its poison.

And Twilight choked on a piece of the toy she'd swallowed.

And Twilight bled out from her wound and passed away.

And Twilight's body crashed on the ground after a fall from the clouds, leaving behind a red stain on the fields.

And Twilight came stillborn into the world, accompanied by the cries of her parents.

And Twilight was crushed by cold stone after mistakenly teleporting inside a mountain.

And Twilight burned under the dragon's fire.

And Twilight's body was torn apart by timberwolves.

And Twilight fell in the lake, as the ice under her hooves shattered, and the weight of her saddlebags carried her down below.

And Twilight was crushed under the hydra's legs.

And Twilight's body was torn in half by the cragadile's jaws.

And Twilight's chest was hit by the spell she'd attempted to dodge, and her heart blew up inside her.

And Twilight's lungs filled with ash as she struggled to crawl away from the fire.

And Twilight fell to the ground, as her hooves gave out before her, her body too weak to carry on.

And Twilight choked on her own tongue, as her body seized up and her throat, mouth, face, cheeks and other parts of her head became swollen.

And Twilight fell on a piece of glass that slashed her throat.

And Twilight screamed.

And Twilight woke up, on a cold winter's morning, ready to go about her day. And though the scream followed her, she did not hear it, and she never would hear it until it was time for her to join it, and leave herself behind to march on towards her future.

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Comments ( 58 )

Holy... that was strangely beautiful... And an interesting idea. I give large props. Kyu~...

Holy ****...that was some Lovecraftian **** right there. Very creative and cryptic in all the right ways. I'm glad I read that.

Oh. Ohhhh! Faved! :pinkiegasp:

Sweet, delicious cocktail of darkness. :pinkiecrazy:

Wonderful! :pinkiecrazy:

...I’m not sure how to react to this. :twilightoops:

RoMS #8 · 1 week ago · · ·

Pretty nice rendition of what could be the other side of the coin called: quantum suicide.
I like it! :twilightsmile:

Nice use of repetition to add gravity to the prose.

Alondro #10 · 1 week ago · · 16 ·

So Twilight is the most accident-prone pony in the world... but 'Fate' has decided there must be Twilight, so it keeps making a 'new' Twilight... despite merely repairing her body at the cellular level being a far more practical solution.

I mean, just make her Wolverine, and she'll be almost indestructible.

Fates are stupid.

I loved this! Its so well written!

There is nothing worse.
There is nothing better.
Than missed opportunities.
Than opportunities gained.
Q: “*That* is the exploration that awaits you. Not mapping stars and studying nebulae, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence.”

SRY #13 · 1 week ago · · ·

:twilightsmile:to :trollestia:: "So do Alicorns die?"
:trollestia:: Yes, but No.
:facehoof:: Wut?

Seems more like each Twilight is just as real as the last, each dead Twilight is a shard of her soul, the "Scream" collects the shards and follows Twilight around, but exists on the spirit plane. If her Alicorn transformation came with immortality then "the Scream" would have stopped existing afterward, the missing pieces being reabsorbed into Twilight proper. Twilight seems to have gotten more mentaly stable after her Transformation, if having the "scream" following her produced spiritual stress, being a death spirit, then it's vanishing would remove the stressor. Since Alicorn Twi can't die fate doesn't need to keep bringing her back and leaving behind shards the death spirit collects.
Hee yea I know probably much more complex than the author meant.



I think you misunderstand the authors intent.
The Scream represents all the pain, suffering, and frankly death she's avoided and is the amalgamation of all the "twilight" was removed when she died.
She's dying on the spiritual level, but not physical. The guy who posted G.E.R is sort of on the money, in a weird unintended way.
Plus, the thing keeping her alive isn't that powerful, and doesn't seem to act directly as these "scream fragments" seem to all be impossible.
SOMEONE would have noticed any of them. if twilight died in a duel and just came back, she and her opponent would know.
Instead the scream is all the "what ifs" put together in one being of pure suffering.
Knowing you are dead would have to have taken a toll, and twilight only rejoined with it in the sense that she remembered the fragments through touch.

Interesting. Though I wonder why her heart would have given out. The other deaths are accidental, that one speaks more to poor health or genetic issues.

Because the author is inexperienced and heart attack was the first death hed thought of

Aburi #19 · 1 week ago · · 6 ·

I can't say that I enjoyed this. Probably because none of those deaths happened.

This is just every thing that could have gone wrong, in this case, a random heart attack in the middle of the night, gaining life and following her around.

So what happens when she really dies? Will she be forced to experience every pain that never happened? Is there a "scream" following everyone just waiting to impart endless torture on everyone for no apparent reason?

Dark and mysterious, and written in a way that invites readers' to take their own interpretations of the prose. Nicely done!

Alondro #21 · 1 week ago · · 2 ·

I would counter that it is very powerful. It's performing an action which takes quite a great deal of effort and energy. It's simply wasting its energy doing something far more impractical than basic repair.

Hm... not sure how I feel about this. The repetitions are a good stylistic tool, but the actual content left me uninterested. The idea isn't something you see every day though.

Well yes and no. It's preventing the death's from ever happening. Power isn't universal and it doesn't seem to be just Omnipotent but instead has control over the weave of fate.
Then again, I've seen the type of comments you make and I doubt you'd allow much nuance in something you don't like

Alondro #24 · 1 week ago · · 5 ·

9776642 So it can control fate... but has to do so in such a bizarrely indirect manner... rather than just altering a few steps here and there.

Ugh, fate makes so little sense regardless. It's no surprise it was abandoned during the Age of Enlightenment... and no shock that's it's making a comeback now in the Age of Deterioration.

Yeah I'm not a fate of fate or fatalistic literature myself I just think you misunderstood the story in your initial comment.
I like this story simply because it feels like this author is taking a step in the right direction for their writing style, but this personal story I gave a B-

Part of me dislikes this, because it doesn't appear to make sense in a number of ways. What happens when she actually dies, for example? It's just a bunch of what ifs, and nothing more. Sort of a paradox of existence, since none of it really can exist while twilight lives, and yet they exist in that they all very nearly happened. Nothing is shown as to the function of this scream, or how it has protected Twilight. Simply that it is, and is not.

And that right there is why I like it. For in it's most frustrating form, it has forced me to think, and that is what art in any form should do. Truly poor art is that which fades from memory without being noticed.

This is just begging for a second and third and fourth read. The tone is easily my favorite thing going on here--everything's colored that perfect shade of dark. Thanks for sharing!

Ok, what the fuck.

Equimorto is anything but inexperienced, lol.

I didn't mean inexperienced as a writer, I meant, in my ignorant assumption, a person. I'm sorry

I PMed him or her an apology


HELL NO! Najimari no Golden Wind!

As many people seem to be, I'm a bit stuck on this one. The concept is great. The level of creepiness is perfect and it does have the right tone for evoking the emotions the author likely wants us to feel. But with the way the site works, given that the story minimum is 1000 words, and this story hits that right on the mark, it makes me feel like the author just wrote up a bunch of different ways to die just so he could hit the word minimum. Some of these seem very unrealistic for Twilight, even though they're primarily accidents. Many of them are accidents that Twilight, in character, could and consciously would easily avoid.
This doesn't deserve a downvote, but I don't think I can upvote it, either.

Dam! That leaves a lasting inflection to think about. Going to have to see if I can work my mind around this. Would you be angry if I incorporated this idea into a DND one shot I am working on?

I really like the idea. That fate/destiny (or powerful being) has decided that Twilight must live but can't completely erase the deaths so an entity of suffering was created.

If you like horror you should check out the S.C.P universe. Something like this would fit rather well there.

Dont take this comment seriously its just a few funny thought based off the story.

Bet you celestias scream has alot of cake related deaths. Death by chocolate was probably a name someone came up with due to celestia dying after eating a chocolate cake. Alicorns aren't really immortal it's the screams keeping them around so they have enough of themselves to play poker on Friday nights. I call shenanigans how could twilight not have one sex related fatality by now. Cadance probably has atleast 3 by now and celestia and Luna atleast a few dozen between them.

So...The Elder God from the Legacy of Kain series is known as "the scream" now? Poor Yog-Sothoth. First his series dies, and now he's called "the scream".

I like the short little vignette :ajsmug:

I think what I take away from it is the idea that their are many "possible" ways we can die. Many versions of the past,present or future that COULD play out and they follow us like ghosts. Yet like ghosts they are fleeting for they are only "possibility" not "reality"

Last I checked the Elder God of Kain fame never had a name. It claimed to be the hub of the wheel of fate but never actually gave a moniker for itself. I used to joke about it because it meant that the late great Tony Jay had Elder God on his resume.

Hey! You over there! You obviously never experienced the glory that is the Legacy of Kain series, or you would appreciate fate far more!

Watched the first episode, I would watch more but the third voice annoys me to much to continue. Decent sense of humor though.

What the hell is... (one Internet search later)…. :ajbemused:

And of course it's a game series. Gee, why don't I look to Super Mario Bros for my philosophy too.

you're reading too far into it, as much as I want to say that it's fate that protects her in this story that isn't the case. In fact I'd say this story isn't about protection at all, this is survivors guilt. Before you try to write that off I'm not saying she survived some event that took the lives of others. This story is showing what happens in a mind too intelligent for it's own good as the sun goes down, and all that's left is that the incessant voice in the back of your head just wont shut up about all the ways you could've died today. Because in the end that's what all intelligent people fear, whether they admit it or not, the candle going out and not having done enough while it was lit.

Aw...alright. It's the seventh episode's intro that explains what I was talking about earlier.

Because you've obviously never seen this:

See? Philosophy can come from anywhere, you close-minded individual. So, before you condemn something, how about you actually do a bit more research on it? It's because of people like you that we have mass shootings like the one in El Paso, Texas and Dayton, Ohio. You make me violently ill.

Good to know, and apologies if I have given any offense in criticizing something you enjoy. I unfortunately am very audio focused and so their are certain sounds and pitches that tend to bother me way more than most people. As an example I wasn’t able to play Okami until I started taking medication to help calm my nerves as the repetition of the voice loops gave me problems.

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