The Forgotten Bridge

Waking Up (Again)

Darkness. All Twilight Sparkle. Could see, was darkness. Coldness swept over her body and she shivered. Images tugged at her brain. The bridge, a world of fantasy, the the dagger. She winced. A dagger had pierced her left shoulder just before Lunar Nightmare escaped. She could feel the blood on her leg, numbness overcoming her left side. She lay silently on who knows what, sleeping and taking shallow breaths. She heard mumbling but couldn't make out what was being said.

Mydnyt Ryan

Celestia sat in the corner of the room, watching Twilight intently as a doctor stood over her, cleaning the wound. She watched as every moment the cloth touched the cut, that Twilight would twitch, making a faint noise each time. She hoped that Twilight would be alright. Celestia was brought back to reality as the doctor stood in front of her. "Well,' he said, looking at the reports. "The knife was poisoned with ancient viper venom. She is lucky the venom didn't take effect as quickly."

Celestia sighed and nodded. "Thank you, doctor. If there is anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask." The doctor nodded and Celestia exited the room Twilight was being treated for in. Twilight's friends were outside waiting. They looked up when the princess came out, and she nodded. They let go of the breath they had been holding. "She should be fine..."

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Twilight's breathing started back to normal as she countinuedmto sleep. Noises were no longer muffled and her left side was no longer numb. She shivered, however, thinking about all that has happened. The bridge was an illusion, the key to fantasy. Lunar, what had he said? Consider this a gift, for the world will start anew! She had heard those last words before the world went black. It had all happened so fast. Suddenly the door opened. Twilight opened her eyes to see the doctor. "Sorry to disturbed you, Miss Sparkle, but your friends would like to see you." She nodded and the doctor waved them in.

"Oh Twilight, we were so worried! You must be frightened." Rarity said.

"Well, yes, but I should be fine. If anything, I'm worried about you guys."

As the group continued talking, a stallion walked into the front room of the medical center. He had a light brown coat and a dark brown mane and tail. His cutie mark showed a quill and a scroll. His eyes were blue and burning with concern. He talked to the doctor and after the doctor pointed to the door, walked over and pushed it open. The conversation stopped. "Hello, Miss Sparkle," He aid, his accent sounding all most old equish. "I came to talk about a small matter with you."

Twilight blinked. "I'm sorry, but who are you?" She asked.

The stallion smiled. "My apologies, I am Johnathan Smith and I think we should talk about the bridge. The Forgotten Bridge.