Space

by TheTraxicEnd

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad, Romance
Length: 1013

Spike dreams of space and falls for it too.

Space.

It's all I ever wanted…

Spike dreams about space. However, as he dreams, his world collapses in the void, a place forever dark and forever distant. Will that change when he wakes up? Or Spike overcome the void?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-25 23:00:02 UTC

First Steps

Lone in the darkness of our beginnings, a dragon lay under a swinging white light, dangling from the ceiling above. The poor soul lay still, eyes clenched shut, and his green scales reflecting the emptiness of the void away. He stays there, whimpering while wishing for another tomorrow.

Darkness.

His eyes snap open. He hears someone scream; a distant memory.

If only I knew how to escape your grasp.

He brings himself to, staring at the darkness through two water-soaked lenses. He tilts his head, his gaze wandering in the dark.

If only I knew how to see the atrocities you commit.

He steps forward: one, two--step again--three, four. He sees nothing.

If only I knew how your presence could rock nations to the core.

Suddenly his foot steps through the ground he walks on: darkness. He slips through...

If only I knew how you, the void, kept on going.

...and his screams shatter the offending force, bringing light to the void.

Spike screams as he watches the stars whisk by. They surround him in sweet serenity.

No one, not even you, could figure out the space in this void.

He begins to feel nothing. He looks down to see the floor beyond him to be dark. Only the stars surround him now.

That's the ticket.

He smiles.

Space.

He reaches for a star.

It's all I've ever wanted.

The water drops from his lenses, shattering in time and forming its own space. He stares on, hugging the star close.

I want space, because it gives me the right distance in a place such as this.

In the distance is the library, floating on by. Spike sees it: an eager purple alicorn perched on its balcony.

Darkness, space; what a combination to behold.

She stares down at him. He sees her smile while the stars dance all around her, illuminating her face. The tree is high up, higher than the tallest tree in Equestria. It reaches for the heavens and the stars above.

The sheer thought of space began to fill my brain, giving me the most pleasant feeling that is equivalent to tasting the best gem shake ever created.

He remembered the taste on his tongue: sweet, delicate, a plentiful concoction of ruby, garnet, and emerald. He smiles and licks his lips while watching the library fade into the black.

Space.

His mouth is agape.

The word is just a stellar word, one I could make use of for hours and hours.

The shroud is lifted for a brief moment, a glimmer of light showing the library's fate.

Space.

He watches as it falls apart: wood splintering and snapping in every direction, the balcony collapsing with the alicorn's horn gracefully falling into the sea of black; the body is no where to be seen.

Before I die, I would like to experience space, and if I had to die for that experience, I surely would.

He dashes towards the library, screaming as loud as his heart would beat.

Space.

He falls to what appears to be the ground: green, long, soft to the touch, while there, across the way, is not so colorful terrain: a black shadow of a burning inferno that he loves to lay refuge in with his friends.

Please, oh please, I beg of you on my knees!

Tears streamline down his face as the fire engulfs the entire place he loves with his best friend trapped inside.

Space.

He feels her burns on his skin; pummeling through the door. Fire engulfs him too. Mentally--

Let me live in the light once again!

He sees it. The light smiles at him and it' s no longer dangling. It welcomes him to a seat on the rightful throne. It wants him to talk.

Space.

He couldn't find the words.

This is my only wish I have left!

It is smiling at him still, softly. He sees its indigo lips curl, its face willingly inviting him close.

Sp...

He walks towards it.

Please...

He holds it close.

Spa...

"Let me live with..."

The light brings him away, making the dark fade into space. He closes his eyes.

Space.

Spike wakes in his bed with a rush of adrenaline. His muscles are tense, his eyes are wide, a bead of sweat rushes down his face--the library had collapsed, his best friend had died, and everything felt so real. What had begotten of him?

Space.

After fighting with his sheets, he hops out his bed and walks towards the window, It is still a beautiful night.

Darkness.

"I hear my sister's student is having problems with a certain dragon."

If only I knew how to escape you.

Spike turns around and sees her, smiling. The light illuminates her face just right: those indigo lips curl again. "It was you?"

If only I knew how to see your atrocities.

She nods. That is all that is needed to be said.

If I knew how you worked others to their limits.

She comes close to him and nuzzles his cheek. "Tis' space, right?"

"Pardon?"

Space.

"Tis' my space, right?"

Spike shakes his head. "No, space has been like this for years." He points to the Northern Star. "He has been there for years..."

Those lips lay flat before sagging down in anguish. "I'm sorry that Twilight's dreams meshed with yours. I was trying to make sure they didn't bu--"

If I knew how you kept on going.

Spike held her with his claw, cupping her cheek. "Luna..."

A slight ear twitch and a subtle whimper is all he received.

Space.

"It's not your fault," he says, gently rubbing her cheek. "Space is hard to control."

"We... know that, Spike," Luna responds, putting her hoof to his claw. She watches him stop his rubbing, gaping at her in awe. She giggles. "Did I tell you to stop?"

"N-No..."

She smirks. "Don't be afraid of space!"

Space...

"Then can we explore it, together?" he asks.

The void...

"If only you close the space between us."

Space...

He smiles.

It's all I've *n*ever wanted.