Twilight's Regret

by moonblossom131

The Incident

Welcome to the world, Twilight!

I opened my eyes to see that I still had wings. I still had a horn. I still wore hoof-guards and a crown. My mattress was still larger and my room's walls were still stone and not wood. I still had a drape over my bed. I still had extra-fluffed pillows under my head.

Walking around, I hoped that it was still a dream. It was great for a decade, or so it would seem. Though my complexion was still vibrant as day, my friends were all old and my parents were decayed.

Princess of Magic! Princess of Magic! Its all I hear all day. All I can do is smile and "neigh!" They don't realize it now, but its their funeral soon. The princess they once worshiped stays alive while their life runs out like the liquid in bottles of perfume.

I started walking through the streets, saying "Hello" and "How do you do?" I used to love saying those words, but now I can barely pull through. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe it can change! All I need is to actually engage.

For a decade I've done nothing but smile and wave. Now its my turn to feel happy for just a day. I fly to the royal library, no more sneaking in windows for me, and find my favorite section, and find that one spell, no matter how hard it may be.

I finally find it, tied up with red ribbon. And I'm so happy I look like I'm smitten!

How Luna has daughters I will never understand. Will they live forever too? Or just wash away like sand?

Though I may look smitten, it could never be. The stallion I would find would just die looking a lot older than me. After all, this complexion never fades. At least Spike will be there to my aide!

Funny funny, that's how this spell feels. Last time it just tingled, but now its more real. Back to the place where it all began, if only I knew what lay ahead. But after its done, I won't just pout. I think I'll go lay down to sleep in my TREE HOUSE'S bed.

Now, now, here's the spell that I cast! What are the consequences? Why do I ask? The better question is why do I care? Do I look like I'm the type to just sit here and think while fiddling with my hair?

Don't judge me like that! I scold myself. I guess I'm just giddy to organize my bookshelf. Princess of Magic! still rings in my head. Oh, dear Lord, what have I done?

Its gone now. Its done. There's just soap on the streets. My normal time isn't normal at all, I need my star-covered sheets! Not this mess where there's no sun in the sky! Where buildings are upside-down, and strange shape-shifters cloud the skies!

This wasn't what I wanted. No, not at all! I should've thought this over, or at least listened to my conscience call! Though I pushed away the voice, deep down inside, I should've listened when it said this meant good bye.

I don't know how to fix this. Plus I've lost that spell. What to do now? What to say? My friends aren't even here at all!

The elements are what I need! We need them in these desperate times! But without me here, I wonder where they all are.

The Necklaces, I hope that the King of Chaos still hasn't got them! Or at least, my friends haven't again turned rotten!

Oh, Celestia! That spell! Where could it have gone? But now I tell myself, Twilight. Its over. And its done.

Author's Note:

Sorry its all poem-y. But this one will likely be a three-shot.