> writings in the mountain > by Thomasfactoryuntold > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Writings on the mountain (edited) > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have figured it out, I have figured it all out. My depression and fear of the unknown has lead me to write this suicide note down, for that night I shall be no more. I cannot let her win, i’m like an insignificant ant to it’s oun collany, I am like a victim suffering from domestic abuse of an alcoholic father, I am like a homeless filly beaten; with no money; and with nopony to help me. My heart was filled with sorrow, sinking to doubt and with no desire to live on. my tears are coming out of its own dam of self control of emotions. I asked myself, how will I live on now if we are all doomed to die when they all wake up. I’ve seen the writings in the mountains, how it prophesied such horrible stories, of sutch threshold that the end is near. My mind is putting together the events of the the writings, The disappearance of pinkamena diane pie and the news I have heard from her, insideroth’s epidemic of an unknown plague that my other half sister moved to, the cursed waning moon shines upon my window cold and alone in the night. The family I knew were gone, and soon I will be next to die before limestone pie ever is in the near future. My name is marble pie, I was the youngest and the most insignificant of my own bloodline, my crippling shyness has got the better of me in my filly hood life, and even now. I asked myself about this, is it the truth i’m seeing, or have I gone mad. Whatever the case might be, were doomed. To be honest, I am not sure what we were doomed in mind, i’m using doom in the sense that you cannot avoid it. It makes no difference anyways, Equestria is coming to an end. Maybe if I can write down what happened to me after the disappearance of pinkamena diane pie, it would keep my life a little longer and tell you the whole thing. It started two days ago, back when I was back at the rock farm, I was farming the rocks like I always do when I was working in my farming business, I could easily guess what I wasn’t able to do, such as speaking witch i am ok with, despite my disagreement. Limestone does not agree with it either but she went with it. her grumpiness and anger issues did not get the best of her, but she cared extremely deeply for holder's boulder, her mind, and even her parents. Although she was strong and i was the weakest, we always work something out in any situation. The day was Until after an hour of working, we heard our parents arguing and fighting about pinkie’s disappearance, and creatures that i have no clue what they are, such as dark ones, and outer gods. I felt my heart throbbing in my chest, my blood starts pumping in my veins, I felt fear. for I Was afraid of what will happen to pinkamena. I know that I have crippling shyness, but monsters are what I was afraid of. I do not want to know what they are. After the argument for 5 hours, Father put Limestone in charge of the rock Farm in case mother or father dies, or do not return back home where our family will feel the joy of harmony, or . But I can't stay here forever. I have to move on at some point, or at some time. I may find myself a peaceful town full of people that i can no longer be shy towards. I have not find the right time to move out, but i should leave this place soon, our the rock farm will no longer be my home. it has been 10 months since we last saw mother and father, and we never saw them, for I knew this was the last we had ever saw them. I am very patient, and am very content. Even if I had to work i am very calm in this situation. Limestone felt depressed on the other hoof, she had missed them, but she had stayed strong with her emotions. She whips away her tears with her hoof, trying her best to seal away her tears. I walked to her, and I sat with her in sympathy for her. she was very dear to me, and i would like to help her even in darkest of times, even through a mob of ponies full of harassment. I finally spoke after years of not speaking in the farm, but this time i was speaking to her. "Limestone, are you feeling alright?" "I don't know Marble. I don't know what will I do without them. They love me. They care about me. I love and care for them deeply." "What do you think we should do?" Limestone had a look of intense concentration on her face. she felt naive over what was going to happen to mother and father. I already knew that goin someplace dangerous was a terrible idea, i knew that it was a terrible idea to go to dangerous places in equestria, places ponies don't go, and yet dare not at go at the coming of ponies. "We need to find them. Where were they headed?" It took me a moment to respond, when i spoke to her again. "From what I can remember from the argument about Pinkie, they were going to a Mountain right beside of the town of Insideroth. I heard that there was an epidemic.” "Then that is where we are going." I was unsure if this was a good idea. Since Insideroth was in a state of quarantine as of late, I feared that the town might be haunted, full of ghouls and ghosts beyond my imagination. my fear kept me from disagreeing, i hope we would get out of this alive, i believe that we would survive from celestia knows what, from the pandemic of unknown cosmos. Several hours later, we had took the taxi to insideroth. The driver was not very keen to the idea that limestone had came up with. I have hidden my face behind the scarf around my neck to my head down, hidden from the face of the taxi driver, looking at us from the rear- view mirror, i'm unsure of what she was thinking or how dangerous and detestating this journey to the mountain can get. The sun begins to set as we made it to insideroth. It was once a beautiful place, full of gardens. Where everything has grown strong, happy and independent. But Independence will soon lead them to their desolation and doom, as the town has now become a wasteland, under quarantine as we drove by. "I don't know why you two are headed there, I've heard it's turned to a living Tartarus out there, and that there was a creature at the top of the mountain" I had no idea of how right he would be. as i looked at the top of the mountain, i was shocked to see the sliding of dust and rock falling from the top of the mountain hills, as if somepony or something has moved them out. It was getting dark and pitch black in the night, the stars and the moon shine above, as the snow blows bye us. As we made it to the mountain, it carried a foreboding cool air. The taxi wasn’t leaving, and it was fifty Below Zero in the night. I was confused by this odd and strange position, and asked about this. “in case of an emergency, if there is any danger in feel free to let me know. But i must warn you the face of the mountain is dangerous. This creature has killed those who had been at the top of that mountain.” I exhaled, relieved of what he was intended for our safety. I have turned my head to the driver smiling thankfully at the good driver. "well thanks for the safety info." "No problem uh.. what is your name ma'am?" "Marble Pie" "C'mon Marble!" Limestone called to me, as she was already at fifty meters away from my standing at a ghastly gateway of mountain roadway, "I got to go, bye!" He waved goodbye. To this day I regret not simply leaving. Even after what i saw on the mountain my sister and i were in this day and age. we moved towards the path of the mountain, scure in a cosmic cause, and with fright i have beheld such writings in the mountain with horrifying artwork. And on every hoove i saw artwork and insane tellings of the woe of madness and undeserving cruel torment. Beautiful and bitter artwork and statues of monsters and outer gods from beyond the stars were scattered in the sides of the pathway we trotted through, monsters beyond any comprehension my cranium can take. And sutch dire lrmants issued forth, as they tell of the chaos and doom to all of equestria, Suffering till death and forever lost in cosmos."Limestone, we need to leave now!" As we made it to the mouth of the cave a the foot of the mountain, we have been reading the writings of my father’s trepidation "These writings.... it was all a prophecy." "there is no time for sightseeing, we need to find Ma and Pa." "Ma?...pa!?" "What does mother and father matter with the face of all of This!? what was even the point of this promise!?" "Ma and pa are like mentors to me, and I'm not leaving without them. We don't have time for-" "these Stars are from the Vantage points light years from our world! You saw the images of the infinite abysses, you saw that statue! The dark ones, the outer gods, the monster from the city of-" "What monster!?" Limestone interrupted, she did not understand what i was saying "look around you! We thought They're dead, but are not! They are here all over the walls! This was their Mountain, this was their town, this was their city, and we don't belong here! None of this is right! With strange eons even death may die!" Limestone confronted me, she had told me to keep my silence when i work< even through my toughest times. But here it was even worse than those things, A rage was building up inside me, burning in my chest and tingling my vision red, like a wild animal attacking its prey, as madness flows through my head, haunting me. my heart starts beating from frustration "You're losing your mind marblelina dairy pie! Listen to yourself, and you will-" "FOR ONCE YOU LISTEN TO ME!!!! Open your eyes limestone pie, WE WILL NEVER FIND MA AND PA!!!!!" To rage. it has kept her in silence, and she stood there, her mouth ajard from the outburst of insanity and ire. I finally argued with her after year of working without even agreeing with mother and father. I would have complained about the terrible rules about this mess for work, but this subject was about these eldritch horrors and the madness about the beings beyond my comprehension, and the divine terrors of cruel torment and harassment that no mortal being ever deserves. Not even the baddest of ponies ever deserve to have the madness this cruel. But somehow it meant nothing. "There history! This discovery! it invalidates everything we know And adore! Our history, our biology, none of it means anything anymore! We live under the blood sea of ignorance, abuse, stubbornness, and resentment to cosmos! Mother and father doesn't matter, he don’t matter. nothing matters, EQUESTRIA DOESN'T MATTER!!!!!!!!" A loud scream echoed across the landscape, that woke something up from the cave behind my back. I heard Some thumping of unnerving, forelock appendages, inside the cave. My heart changes from rage to utter horror of what i beheld i the sight of minor devine creature we both saw at the sight of lies. Great, grotesque legs, four of them, emerged at a slow, creeping pace from the mouth of the cave as I could only look on, my mouth loosely ajar in abject horror and the air long since fled from my lungs. Grey as the granite path upon which I stood, the stony texture of these hideous limbs reflected the silver sheen of the moonlight above, filling my shocked mind with the clarity that they bore a chitinous build, not unlike some insect I've often crushed beneath my foot without wit or care on many a calm midsummer day. Staring blankly at them, as all I could feel moving about me was the heart throbbing in my chest, I could only describe them as queerly spiderlike in their shape and girth. Was she Uln-Sothoth? Have i gone mad? The creature revealed itself to be a mare, but was muscular with a rocklike texture it’s eyes hear flowing like embers of magma without any pupils and irises, as limestone dragged me away from the horrifying stonelike arthropodic creature from which was assuming was Maudalina Daisy Pie, That creature had tentacles of pure burning embers of volcanic magma coming out of its snout, as they were body parts of her stomach acerbic. The monstrosity charged down towards us at the mountain, as we fled for our lives. Thankfully the taxi was still there, and we jumped in. The creature stopped at the gate and chased no further. It was unable to fit through the gate as it roared in a divine rage, resisting my kneeling at the monstrous sight of chitinous terror. The next day, I left Rock Farm, and went to live alone. I couldn't take anymore pain in this rock farm, from the forsaken sight from the mountain, i was sobbing endlessly from my sorrow of the mental abuse of images of divine eldritch abominations, and the writings in the mountain. My mind was shattered from what I could not comprehend, and even writing it now I am not sure if it is true. My hopelessness of living may have affected my life, i was even laughing hysterically sorrow at the madness and the unconcealed fate i will have in this suicidal thoughts and tremor over the my paranoia in the pitch black night with the luna’s moonlight shining through the window, of horrible devils of cosmic infinity. The outer gods. They want to rule this world in their own chaotic imagery of incomprehensible cosmic horror. They were forced into a deep slumber by Celestia, and now are returning to our world into madness, seeking divine vengeance. I imagine the day of the the end of our world to see the sky changing to a devilish red of hallucinations of grotesque eyes morphing and unmorphing in the sky above, The ground shaking with the sleeping outer gods rising from their graves, dark ones, and the dark ones including pinkie and maud making grotesque transformations into ore outer gods, freedom from good and evil, and can do as they please with the destruction, disharmony, and chaos from our insanity and spite. The end is nigh. I can see from the mountains that our world is in terrible danger, and most likely other worlds as well, I hear a noise from my town next door next to the window as of some immense thumping of chitinous legs of a giant insect shaking next to my doorway. She will not find me! Oh celestia! not her again! The window! The window!