Watchers of the Dark

"There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception." - Aldous Huxley

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The drops hit the ground.

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Too close from each other to be precise. They left their hold at the roof, and traveled always towards the deepness. Her ears had accustomed to that rhythmic sound a while ago, but this time was different. There was too much water coming down from the ceiling. Perhaps it was raining outside.

     No wonder. Clouds were feeling bad all morning, and since Sky had been moved out of their way now there wasn't anyone else to comfort them… So sad that Sky hadn't been there to help. More rain poured down. She hated that the weather weren't real in Equestria.

     But that was not the place or the time. She still had to… To… What was she doing, again? Oh, yeah! The mission. She had to stay focus. Be like a shadow. Like a shadow in the dark… She liked the dark. And the night as well. Not that there was something wrong with the day, just details of raising. Still, nothing in Equestria felt that natural. At least not from her perspective…

     Wait! That wasn't of any interest. Focus!

     She sighed. Perhaps it wasn't the best moment to do it, but she knew that there wouldn't be another one. Silently, as the noise of water falling around her improvised hut let her, she closed her eyes. Slowly, she faded the world around her. The constant murmur of the rain was steadily drawn back from her ears, and the soft caress of the dying light was taken away from her fur. And so, as reality around herself began to loose more and more sense, the other world began to appear.

     She suddenly felt it within her. A spark, so futile yet so immense that could sustain the world in its very futility without even flickering. Something that altered briefly the currents of existence she'd just came to be… Something that she'd never forget its touch from: the invasion of a black, darkened will.

     She frowned. In a realm where emotions and thoughts could be as visible as lighthouses this particularity was very well concealed. It may had slipped bigger consciences, but not hers. Hers was more cunning than all of them. Hers was hers after all…

     Yet what she witnessed was most preoccupying. Something was moving, something beyond the reach of everyone, and it was doing so undetected. A loose end, a variable like this could cause a havoc unprecedented in the order of things… And speaking of which.

     Something suddenly hit her conscience like a tidal wave, something that sparked a hundred waves more, stretching and stretching for a indefinite amount of infinity, crashing and moving everything in its path. Thoughts got shattered, dreams got split apart, and the very essence of beings was erased from existence for a moment before the path of that earthquake… and then rebuilt.

     She was tossed aside and thrown beyond her point of origin as the immeasurable energy was being casted from an unknown source before finding herself in the very place she begun. Something had been set in motion, something had been… revorned.

     She brushed those feelings aside. Something greater was happening now. The world began to convulse, and the ether around her figure suddenly became a thick mass of terror and corruption. In the space beyond her essence, an unidentified source was starting to move. An intelligence so long thought gone was sparkling into motion.

     Responding to the invocation, a mass so large that she couldn't see it all began to creep. At first passive and slow, but gaining form and weight as it moved towards its caller, and sliding through, pushing nightmares and more essences in its wake until it took its terrible shape. She pressed forward to watch closer, but the presence of the horror didn't allowed her to come close. She had to fight agains the chaos around her just to remain in the same place. If she could just get a little more detail…

     And then, just as it all had begun, the creature, as terribly as it had came to awareness, disappeared from the realm of essence. She watched in horror how its caller did it too. And nothing more. There was only echo…

     She woke up to the sound of hooves hitting the ground. Around her, brushwood and bushes were being trampled as a solid body opened path through the vegetation. The ground were sustaining a body as it swiftly moved over it, appearing and disappearing as it evolved through the landscape. The woods around her had watered her cover, and her hood, though clad up, was as wet as if she'd be running without it. It was no surprise to learn that all of her body was completely soaked. And neither was it to learn that she had been running all along.

     It always happened when she envisioned something. The energies around her had been so powerful lately that even she didn't knew when was she being dragged by them and when was, in fact, her own desire… Oh well, beggars can't be choosers.

     Something moved her forward. Calling from a distance with the imperious urge to accelerate until she crumbled. It was her frenzied stated, sure, but she couldn't deny that there was something else this time. Something had been set in motion, and even if the vision she had in the realm of magic had been from a moment to come it was so vivid that it may as well be happening now.

     The voice… Her memories hand't been at their best lately, but sure as heck she'd heard them before. Them? Maybe… From a time when she wasn't herself.

"The servants of End are moving" she whispered, though she never ordered her lips to move. "At last, after all these years…"

     She stopped where she was. The impulse that had been guiding her had just disappeared, and her legs were now stale in their place, paralyzed by an unknown will that definitely wasn't hers, leaving her stranded. Her voice spoke again.

"The old world is beginning to reawaken!"

     And that was it. Her senses suddenly returned to reality, and her mind began to assume control of her body. One by one, every nerve of her body reacted, and her muscles began to stretch, as if they were being put through a long sleep. It never felt completely good to return from a trance, but then again, it never felt complete bad also. It was just the sensation to embrace a single aspect of the world right after being the world itself. To become an entity completely and end being omniscient for a while-

     Something interrupted her thinking. In the distance, a noise that at first was muffled by the presence of the trees, but that began to become clear by every passing second. At first she couldn't make what it was, but after a second her memories instinctually recognized the sound of cart wheels rattling against the ground. Something was coming her way.

     Just a second later, shadows started to form, and a source of brightness began to move through the woods. She followed with her eyes for a minute until they began to turn in her direction, closing by at a great speed as well as the newfound sound of galloping hooves.

"Hey, nice road lights!" she said, her usually corky self returned…

     …Just before she realized that the vehicle was moving straightly at her, for she was standing in the middle of the road.

     The light immediately blinded her, and before a moment passed, her real hooves felt the ground beneath her. A source of motion tried to take her out of the way, but that was just inertia. Suddenly, just as the form of the two stallion-pulled cart, appeared before her she realized that it wasn't precisely her who had been standing in that place all along… Just another vision, of what was yet to come.

"Oh wait…"

     Just as her ears stopped working, and her head began to spin around with the rest of the world, she could hear the screams of both terror and surprise, and while her body was delivered to the wind to fly for the eternally long space of few yards, all the commotion and havoc that sprung from her appearance, just disappeared with the rest of her conscience.

     …Just one thing, one last sound breached her ears as she was embraced by the darkness.

"…Kurios!"

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