A Last Glimpse of my Dying Light

by The Mechanical Artist

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, Dark, Sad, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike
Length: 1480

Twilight Sparkle awakens from a twisted dream only to find reality shattering around her.

Sleeping can be hard. Sleeping forever, is harder. A sad story that delves more into the human soul rather than fictional and brings to light a very frightening question about death, possibly even your own.

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Published 2015-03-10 05:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-24 21:22:49 UTC

A last Glimpse of my Dying Light

A Last Glimpse of My Dying Light

Twilight felt the cool summer air drift slowly through the open window. The cricket song played gently to her ears as she lie perfectly relaxed on top of her sheets. It was rare that she felt so at ease. Most of her life was filled with a frenzied choking stress, but now was different. everything was perfect.

She wasn’t tired enough to sleep but for the moment she was fine with that. She was happy. Her mind swayed comfortably through the peaceful emptiness of her thoughts, touching down on some half memories and then, slowly, rising away again. In her relaxed thoughts she watched as the happiest moments of her life drifted by.
Images of all the ponies she ever loved or cared for, especially Celestia, who had been practically a mother to her.
After a while she began to get sleepy.

As her thoughts grew hazy she yawned. The sound of spikes rhythmic breathing lulled her deeper and deeper into dreams. She smiled. She felt she could sleep forever
As she slept she began to dream. Her dream started off happy. She was at a picnic with all of her friends, laughing, smiling, having a good time. As the day went on the sky started to grow dark. But with the fading sun came a feeling of sadness inside her. Even though she was with her friends, she felt alone and the feeling grew worse.

The sadness became a pain growing in her heart. eventually her friends started to leave. As each friend departed the pain heightened in intensity. When only one of her friends remained she begged her not to leave. They insisted that they had to go. No matter how much she begged them they still insisted on leaving.
Then she couldn’t breathe. She tried to call out for help, but there was no one left to save her. She started to feel faint, still trying to choke down air. She cried out for Princess Celestia but heard not response. Then she fell. She had a limited vision but she could barely see Princess Celestia rushing to help her. She tried to call out to her but her voice had deserted her. She was alone in the dark.

Twilight opened her eyes. She was awake but yet at the same time she felt she was still asleep. The nightmare had left her feeling shaky. The same magical calm enveloped the room as before but somehow this time it was still. She tried to roll over and fall asleep again but she just couldn’t. She felt like someone needed her. She sat up. Still the feeling persisted, telling her that somepony was calling her. She slid off the bed and walked across the room, being careful not to wake Spike. She made her way quietly across to the balcony and stepped outside. The stars shimmered brightly in the inky black sky illuminating the sleeping Ponyville in a cool blue light. As she watched blue and steel grey streaks started race across the night sky, a meteor shower.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” A voice drifted across the balcony drawing her back to earth. She turned. There was Princess Celestia, in all her grace and majesty sitting not twenty feet from her. Her flowing hair glinting in the moonlight. “Sister created it for some pony, some pony very special who passed away tonight.

Twilight halted. Any and all thoughts of a happy visit quickly faded. It wasn’t common for death to occur so unexpectedly, and if she had come to visit her at this time it must have been important. “Oh, who was it?” She wasn’t quite sure how to handle the situation.

Celestia took a deep breath. “She was my closest friend in the world. The most amazing young pony I ever knew. Beautiful too, In life and death.” She paused letting her sadness settle. Twilight sat down next to her. “She sounds like a very special pony.” She said, in an attempt to comfort her. “My personal student. Always so professional. She died far too young.”

Twilight looked up. A single tear was running down her cheek. She had never told her about any other personal students, but why, if she was so obviously attached to her, had never mentioned her. “I didn’t know you had other students like me.” She said. Celestia sighed and for the first time she looked at her. Her eyes were deep and sad, she had never seen her like this before. “Twilight.” she said but stopped. Something was wrong. She sounded lost for words. She could hear her breathing deepen with emotion. Celestia sat silent for what seemed like an eternity Then finally she spoke. “Twilight, I never had another personal student."

Twilight stared up at her. “W-what do you mean?” She asked, wondering what on earth she could mean. “I mean, if I’m your only student then that would mean that I was the one that had died, but I’m not dead
She waited with anticipation for Celestia to confirm this, but she didn’t answer. “I couldn’t be dead, right?”

Celestia stood silent, tears running down her face. Twilight started to panic. “Celestia! Tell me whats going on!” Celestia closed her eyes. Still unanswering. “Please Tell me, Im not dead? Please! Tears were on her face too now. Celestia lowered her head and nodded. “But, no, no I’m not ready yet, please, its too early, you must be able to do something!” She pleaded.

Celestia's face took on an even grimmer look. “Im sorry Twilight, theres nothing I can do, you don’t have much time left here as it is.” Twilight threw her arms around her, crying.
“Please! I didn’t even get t-to say goodbye.” She felt Celestias wings wrap around her, in an almost motherly embrace. She spoke softly to her, as though to soothe her passing.

“It is going to be a long journey and I do not know what will happen, nor of anything of the road that lies ahead, but please Twilight, when you leave this world and move on to whatever may be, remember who you are and that I will always love you.”

Twilight looked up into Celestias eyes and saw the bright burning light of the sun shining from her, So bright that the world around her grew dark by comparison. Soon they were sitting in pitch black.
Celestias words began to grow fainter as she felt a strong force urge her upwards. “And all of Equestria will remember you.”
Another light, even more powerful than Celestias was growing behind her. She slowly turned her head to see a shimmering crystal staircase behind her. Twilight turned back to Celestia, her lifelong friend and teacher.
This was it. The answer to the long journey of life, and she was standing at the end.
Her mind was racing, filled with questions and the emotional heartbreak of losing her own life. But no. This wasn’t how it was going to end. She was a student, and as per her role, she would study this new challenge just as she had the others.

“Listen” She said, tears still streaming from her eyes. “This is going to be hard on my friends, since I can’t tell them, could you say goodbye for me?” Celestia smiled at her and brushed the tears off her face with a single feather.

“Twilight, I will tell them, and for all eternity I will keep you in my heart as my favorite student, and closest friend.” Twilight smiled up at her now, a sad but satisfied smile.

“ Thank you, and not just for this, but for everything you did for me in my life.”
Then both ponies fell silent, simply cherishing their last few moments together. A bond stronger than any other stretching thin between them, but no matter where, nor when, would that bond ever break.
And as Twilight turned away from the world she had cherished so much and t’words a new one in the sky, she shined. Glowing with all of her last dying light. And as Celestia watched the skies where her faithful student had just departed, she saw a new star. A shimmering lavender light.

Celestia crossed across the balcony to the window.
Right before she closed the door she saw something in the dark. She took a closer look. Something was glinting in the room.
She crept closer to the bed and gasped.
There was spike, lying on the floor with a bloody knife in his hand.

Author's Note

Please feel free to give me feedback and I hope you enjoyed the fic! Also this is not the end of this story. So if you're still confused then I hope to shed some light on your confusion in the next chapter.