A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

1401

‘Eight years.’
‘Yes. I mean...yes.’
Smith swallowed. ‘Do we know for certain? Isn’t there anything we can do to...?’
‘Not certain, no. There’s always possibility. But...I’ve done the maths.’
She closed her eyes. ‘So it’s pretty certain, then.’
Twilight swallowed. ‘Maybe I--’
‘Twilight Sparkle. You are many beautiful, wonderful things. Don’t make me remember you a liar.’
She hung her head. ‘I’m sorry,’ she whispered.
‘Well I’m not.’
‘If I hadn’t come here...’
‘None of that, now. I love you. Yeah, it’s gonna hurt, but that don’t mean I’m gonna stop loving you. Not for one second.’
Twilight Sparkle: 1409-???

Comments

[Bicyclette]

and the countdown begins, and argh. the sad certainty in Twilight's calculations, that bit of regret at the end, echoing that one conversation where Smith told her to "then leave". her telling Twilight she will never stop loving her.

i feel it, i feel this story's fingers digging deep into my heart. this is a plot element i've used before because it is near and dear to me and i feel just so grateful to see it done more beautifully than i ever could. it's everything i could ask for