"Time is my enemy, Space is my foe, I am both, near to neither, let's try again. These are my memories. When you've read them, read them again." A story of a soul lost in time and space.
"-must go on anyway, what other choice do I have? When trapped all you can do is keep trying or give up. And if you can't give up trying is all you can do.
These are some of my memories that I share with you. My hope in this moment of clarity is that someone can free me. For I am trapped in something I am doing.
I've tried to stop, but I can't. So I must go on anyway, what other choice do I have? When trapped all you can do is keep trying or give up. And if you can't give up trying is all you can do.
These are some of my memories that I share with you. My hope in this moment of clarity is that someone can free me. For I am trapped in something I am doing.
The air shrieked and light flared! All around me there is nothing but a cold light that cuts through my eyes and deeply into my soul. I scream, yet I hear nothing of it, only the wailing torture of the air around me. I feel nothing but pain, coursing, pulsing through me. Agony and plight.
Yet despite all the pain a thought forms: Something went wrong! Fix it! For your friend. So in defiance of pain and death; I sang.
-tasted just like home. A smile spread across my beak at the thought. Good times. I discard the apple core and continue my way through the orchard. The grass is clean of any miss care and the trees hold their rich bounty. The birds sing of tranquility. Peaceful is the only word that can describe this place and I imagine that calling it home must be the one of the true wonders of the world. I sigh in contentment before continuing onwards.
Something sounds in my ear but I pay it no heed. I’m heading towards a small hill that is crowned by a single tree. My intention is to rest under the shade and watch the sky while listening to the bird's song. I bump into something but ignore it. I try to pick away the sound from my ear using my right claw. Another sound, louder this time.
I climb the hill and lay down to rest on the soft grass. A gentle breeze struck my feathers. The birds sing. The sun is setting over the apple fields. It is beautiful. I see how the trees grow from simple saplings to proud pillars of nature. Day and night swiftly pass my eyes. A pony sits next to me and speaks of his family. The moon gains a face and loses it again. I awake to a chessboard field, only to have it change back into lush trees. Such a serene scene that can’t do anything but calm the mind.
“I like this dream,” I whisper to the old stallion that sits besides me. “It makes me feel happy.”
I picked up an apple and took a bite. It tasted just like home. A smile spread across my beak at the thought. Good times. I discard the apple core and continue my way through the orchard. The grass is clean of any misscare and the trees hold their rich bounty. The birds sing of tranquility. Peaceful is the only word that can describe this place and I imagine that calling it home must be the one of the true wonders of the world. I sigh in contentment before continuing onwards.
Something sounds in my ear but I pay it no heed. I’m heading towards a small hill that is crowned by a single tree. My intention is to rest under the shade and watch the sky while listening to the bird's song. I bump into something but ignore it. I try to pick away the sound from my ear using my right claw. Another sound, louder this time.
I climb the hill and lay down to rest on the soft grass. A gentle breeze struck my feathers. The birds sing. The sun is setting over the apple fields. It is beautiful. I see how the trees grow from simple saplings to proud pillars of nature. Day and night swiftly pass my eyes. A pony stands next to me and I speak to him of his family. The moon gains a face and loses it again. I awake to a chessboard field, only to have it change back into lush trees. Such a serene scene that can’t do anything but calm the mind.
“I like this dream,” I whisper to the young stallion that stands besides me. “It makes me feel happy.”
As I go to pick up an apple I’m interrupted by a rude awakening.
“...That’s it, time to wake up mister!”
I turn my head just in time to see the hoof come flying straight for my face.
-and as I walk by the side of the shining Sun and the watchful Moon, I can’t help but to smile to myself: To think that the Sun and Moon could be so close to each other was amusing to me for some reason. Shouldn’t they repel each other? I’m sure that they should. They always did when they were in the sky. But it didn’t really matter because they were walking beside me right now so it was obviously not so. Fate told me I should tell the Sun and Moon that she loved them when I meet them, but that was silly, they were beside me right now and she could tell them herself! But I tell the Sun and Moon that their mother just told me to tell them she loves them very much anyway, because I’m nice like that.
At my mention the Sun and Moon stop suddenly, seemingly for no reason and stare at me looking very confused. “Are you okay”, I ask. Maybe I have something on my beak. I swipe it off quickly, just in case.
“Y-you know mother”, Moon stammers weakly. “Of course I do!” I answer, “She’s standing right over there with that stupid smile on her face -Stop that, it looks dumb!”
The Sun smiles sadly at her sister and the Moon falls out of her stupor and shakes her head. “Right, I’m forgetting who I’m talking to”, she says, which is silly since I am right there in front of her. “Could you please tell mother that we love her too.”
Okay, now It was getting ridiculous, did they have trouble seeing and hearing each other or what? “Really? She’s right there you know, you could tell her yourself, but fine, I’ll do it!” I say before turning to Fate and telling her that the Moon and Sun love her too. “But”, I add, “this is the last time I relay any messages between any of you, because seriously! You alicorns need to learn how to speak with each other without a middle link because this is ridiculous!” And with that I turn and continue down the corridor until-
“-azing, I’ve never seen anything like it! Your thaumic readings are off the chart and if there were a chart for temporal ripples you’d be off that one too! Add to that what I believe is a spatial anomaly centered on yourself and-”
“One moment sir. Ehem, Yes Twilight, it’s all very exciting but I’m terribly busy talking with the good mr. Laurence. I’m very interested in his exploits in Saddlerabia you see and you talking over him is quite frankly rude. I’ll be happy to continue our discourse later but right now I’m otherwise occupied, thank you very much!” I scold the excitable unicorn at my side before turning back to the raised eyebrow of the renowned earth pony. “My apologies sir, my friend here is terribly excitable, you were saying?”
His eyebrow still scrunched, eyes flicking to my side briefly, mr. Laurence graciously continued the explanation of what he’d done in Saddlerabia so far. At a pause in the conversation (where twilight tried to interject again, something I stopped with a glare) we both took a sip each from our water flasks, something required here in the stifling heat of Saddlerabia. “I’m happy to continue our talk,” Laurence says with a ponderous look, staring at the empty spot next to me in the sand where Twilight is impatiently waiting for my attention walking back and forth in her treehouse. “But, don’t you already know most of this? You did afterall tell me of these same exploits no less than a month ago.”
I pause at that. I did? No, impossible, this is the first time I’ve met him and I tell him as much. “Though,” I add at the unsubtle prodding of Twilight, “I have been told that I’m an temporal anomaly, whatever that means. Nonsense if you ask me. Now, how did you go about crossing the desert? It must have been a most dangerous affair-”
“I’m lost in time?” I realise finally, staring from Fate to Twilight to Laurence.
“That’s what I believe.” Says my friend Laurence. “You should listen to that twilight filly you’ve talked with, she seems to have an idea of what to do.” He doesn't see her? But… she’s right there?
“Yes! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” She says at the same time. “Well, not just time, space too, Saddlerabia is thousands of miles away from here, you have to be spatially entwined as well.”
“Indeed.” Fate agrees. With Twilight? No, with me, she didn’t hear twilight’s exclamation did she? “But I think I can fix that. If you allow me I can reweave your threads properly into the weave. You can finally live your life without repeating it and without forgetting it over and over. Would you like that?” She asks with a kind smile.
I… I did not know. I was scared. I did not know why, but I felt like I’d had this conversation before. Despite myself I nodded. Fate gave me a reassuring hug, before starting to weave her spells.
“Now, don’t you worry, I’ll figure out how to fix this.” Twilight said, looking over her notes and books. “We need something to act as an anchor in order to tie you down in space and time-”
“It’s alright.” I interrupted her. “Fate told me she’ll take care of it. She’ll reweave me into the weave, she’s doing it right now in fact.” I reassure with a nod to Fate.
But Twilight stops with wide, scared eyes. “NO! You gotta stop her, that won’t work, you need to be fastened into the weave and song both, stop he-”
I scream as Fate’s spell finishes and pain takes me.
The air shrieked and light flared! All around me there is nothing but a cold light that cuts through my eyes and deeply into my soul. I scream, yet I hear nothing of it, only the wailing torture of the air around me. I feel nothing but pain, coursing, pulsing through me. Agony and plight.
Yet despite all the pain a thought forms: Something went wrong! Fix it! For your friends. So in defiance of pain and death; I sang.
