Failure

As darkness wraps around my body, my hooves shimmering in the light. Heh. Funny how the space between dimensions work. Pretty much anything can happen, light and dark combining, chaos and order cooperating... It would have been a perfect blend - the good and the bad combining to create perfect harmony. A kind of Neo-Space if you will, hell would I know what that means - if the author wants to make obscure references, let him. The darkness held my body warmly while the light played with my feet. My wings and horn, both chipped and cracked in that special kind of way that makes you go insane. What did I make of this dark abyss where light and dark, chaos and order, love and hate blend? The hell should I know? I'm a fictional pony for god's sake! But as I fell deeper and deeper, my breath tightening as dark smoke entered my lungs, I know this is the end.

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I am Twilight Sparkle ... and I failed.

Author's Note

You actually read the author's notes?