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The Questioner


I am simply who I am. No more, no less. Everything I am is open to interpretation. I can only hope you interpret me as I interpret myself. Whatever that interpretation is. Good day, and keep smiling!

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It's been one hundred and twenty-six years since Twilight Sparkle developed the Enhancement process from the ancient codices of Starswirl the Bearded. One hundred and twenty-six years of death, pain, and destruction as Twilight's abominations have gone horrendously mad, wreaking carnage beyond comprehension.

And now she's the only pony--only being--left.

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Written by suggestion of NaughtSought as a Thirty Minute fic.
Contains speculative, yet plausible science-fiction concepts.
One-shot.
Based on the following short story (The World's Shortest Horror Story):
"The last man on Earth sat in his room. There was a knock on the door."
--Anonymous

Chapters (1)
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Comments ( 12 )

And I wonder as to if the knock actually happened, or if Twilight was starting to go mad like the rest. Either way, a wonderful one-shot I will be favoriting for future reading. Until next time!

1837744
Thank you for the suggestion, but I'm afraid I won't be continuing this in the near future. Hell, I might just write some more 30-min challenges abput this, though. I'll take it into consideration, but it currently remains a one-shot.

Yay! You did it! I'm so happy!:twilightsmile:

1837886
So, was that Death? Knocking on Twilight's door?

I really liked it and I hope you make more.:twilightsmile:

1837935
Yes! I did! Mwahaha!
1838345
That's more in line with my interpretation of events than previous comments.
Now, I'm not going to make a canon end to this, because I want it to remain an allegorical warning, if you will, about the problems of rampant, thoughtess scientific advancement, but my personal interpretation is as follows:
The knock is Twilight's shattered, guilt-laden, dying mind seeking some sort of recompense, some... acknowledgement, both of her great mistake, and her grief at killing Shining. So it is, to me, actually all her old friends, Shining, and Celestia knocking.

reading this to these songs (in this order)
white satin
lost woods
and gold dust
made this story twenty times better
mostly gold dust though

Well... That was... Dark.

...I liked it! The details are visceral and descriptive, and the lack of dialogue and inner thoughts lends itself well to this story.


The road to hell is, as they say, paved with good intentions, and morality can only last as long as the capacity to recognize it does. Well written, my friend!

1918573
I can say nothing more than thanks.

Do you mind if I advertise this? It needs more attention.

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