Rough Draft, Only still up for Nostalgia and Re reads

(Authors note 2: I know these are annoying, so I'll try to make this my last. Midnight and Luna switch from Olde Canterlot speak to modern day because they combined minds. Both thought differently, and both are now equal parts of each other. So they talk in both. I like how it flows better, but not all the time. So I'm gonna keep writing that way. Okay, back to the tale.)

Midnights head was low, and he was crying. The tears flowed from him, and he didn't try to stop them. He was in Lunas sanctuary, with the same sad symphony playing, and leaning on Luna for support. Her wing was over him, protecting him like a mother hen would her chick.

"I cannot tell you how sorry I am Midnight. I regret what I have done, and the misery I have wrought." Midnight looked up at her, and shook his head. "No princess. You had no control. It was your hearts doing. That fickle beast that resides in our chest. While mine is full if loss, yours was full of a yearning. One more powerful than any thoughts. The blame is mine. I shouldn't have kissed you like that. It was a stupid decision."

He turned his head, and looked to the sky. It was a new moon. "Ah, sweet moon. Even you leave me here to rot in my misery. Only your mistress will hold me tonight, and your black face reflects my heart." Midnight stepped away from Luna. "Thank you Luna. For letting me pour my feelings onto you. But I have one last favor to ask. Can you teleport me to Ponyville? I need to get there as soon as I can."

She nodded. "That I will. But first, let me thank you. Knowing that there's somepony out there who, understands me, is an enormous weight from my shoulders." He nodded in return. Her horn shimmered with a blue-black aura. Midnight was engulfed in it, then with a flash, he was gone.

*****

Twilight wanted it to end. She wanted no part of this cold, weary life anymore. First, she goes so long without love. Living her life alone and content, but not happy. Then, almost as soon as love finds her, it gets torn away like some cruel joke. All she had the willpower to do was sit, surrounded by the darkness of an abandoned room in the castle, and sob. But her thoughts betrayed her. All she could see were images of him. The pony who's name she couldn't mention, or else risk losing what little sanity he'd left her with. But those pictures were horribly twisted, his face turned to evil grins instead of loving smiles.

She cringed away, but she couldn't escape what her own head put in front of her. With a scream, a wave of magic erupted around her, passing through everything, but putting off light. And what should it reveal, but a scroll. An ancient one at that. She could always lose herself in a good read. She walked over, but realized it was in some ancient language. Letting a small smile escape, happy to have something to do, she sat down, and began working.

*****

Midnight landed heavily, but rose without hesitation. Stumbling a bit, he worked his way towards his cottage. As he arrived inside, he began looking through his collection of songs. He needed the perfect words. Lyrics full of meaning, something he could use to show how he truly felt about Twilight. To prove to her that it was her magenta eyes he wanted to look into, not Lunas blue ones.

He searched and searched, until he came upon a short, sad melody. Reading it, he nodded. It would need a few changes, but it was perfect. He sat down at his desk, pushed aside the quills he'd set there, and chose one. Humming a tune to get his magic flowing, he began to revise the piece, word by word.

*****

Midnight was back in Canterlot castle. He was bowing before Princess Celestia, with Luna at his side. She however, was standing tall under the onslaught of anger pouting from Celestia.

"How could you have been so thoughtless sister? After knowing of their love, and the effects of the magic, you did it anyway! As though you were deliberatly trying to break her heart. And you!" She turned the blast on Midnight. "She loved you with every fiber of her being. And you threw that away, threw her away, like some old toy you didn't want. What happened? Did you lose interest? Or was a princess just a better option?"

At this last remark, Luna gasped angrily, and Midnight slowly raised his head. There were lines from tears on his face, brought on by reminders of the pain he'd caused. But it was his eyes that silenced Celestia. They appeared to be gone. In their place were two black, glowing orbs. The expression around the eyes was one of near loathing. Knowing what he had to do, Midnight slowly let the magic engulf him, until he was floating in the air, his fiery mane billowing around him like an inferno. He spoke, but it was no longer his voice. It echoed with power, determination, and pure raw emotion.

"Heed my words alicorn. I have listened to thine insults for long enough. I had waited for you to stop, to let me explain myself, and the idiocy I committed. But you never let that time come. And your final words, those sayin that I would abandon the love of my life, the reason that I haven't returned to the forest to let myself die, simply because some other mare had a higher station? It is an outrage that I will only stand because of your place in this world. But listen close, for I shall not repeat this. My only purpose here today was to show Twilight my love. To somehow, no matter what it took, let her know that I loved nopony but her. You can delay me from that purpose with your petty words, bit they will be your last!"

The white alicorn was speechless. It was like she'd been hit with a stone wall. The power radiating from thus unicorn was such that she'd never thought to see. It rivaled the Elements of Harmony. Knowing that she had to tread carefully, she lowered her head. "Please, accept my apologies Midnight. I thought your return here was only to consort with Luna. Now I know otherwise, and I approve. Please, go to Twilight, and tell her of this love. She needs that. I fear part of her broke that day. Shattered inside of her, letting her separate her emotions from her thoughts to avoid the pain."

Hearing this, Midnights face took on an expression of horror. All the power left him. He crashed to the floor in a heap. Not even bothering to reply to that dire news, he ran straight towards where he knew Twilight would be. He only hoped he could convince her.

*****

Twilight was bent over the scroll. She'd almost gotten to the end. It was a manuscript by Starswirl the Bearded, and it was about the effects of unicorns crossing their magic. She had read it frantically, hoping for a way to reverse its effects, to remove the pain the black unicorn had thrust upon her. She didn't hear the door open. But she did hear the voice that she fell in love with start singing. She paused, only to hear the words of the one who'd broken her heart.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.

In five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?

How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love

Seasons of love.
Seasons of love

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes!
Five hundred twenty-five thousand Journeys to plan.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a stallion or a mare?

In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried?
In bridges he burned
Or the way her love died?

It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember my love!
Remember my love!
Seasons of love!

Midnight finished the song. He looked into Twilights eyes, hoping against hope for some spark of the love he'd seen in them. All he saw was emptiness. They were the same beautiful eyes, bit there was no life there. Just a cold examination of what was in front of her.

"You don't love me." The words came from her mechanically, and pierced Midnights heart like four poisoned arrows. "It was all fake. Feelings brought on by the magic. You don't love me, and never will." He fell to his knees, pushed there by the force of her words. "Go now. I'm very busy working."

He rose, and stumbled out like he'd been kicked in the head by Big Macintosh. "She was right" he said out loud to himself. "I've broken her heart with my stupidity. And in turn, I've killed the only reason I didn't give up hope. There's no hope anymore. There's nothing." That revelation was spoken the same time his magic flared to life again, pushed on by his surging emotions. As he fell to his knees again, there was a flash, and he was gone.

*****

Midnights eyes opened. He was alone, on top of a cold mountain. Alone was good. He wanted no disturbance in this. He slowly began to hum out , letting his magic seep out of him. It was so strong from pent up emotion, that it rushed around in the air once free. Letting it surround him, but ignoring it, he sang.

I hurt myself today,
To see if I still feel,
I focus on the pain,
The only thing that's real.
The needle tears a hole,
The old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away,
But I remember everything.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away,
In the end.
And you could have it all.
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will makeyou hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liar's chair.
Full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know goes away,
In the end.
And you could have it all.
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.
If I could start again,
A million miles away,
I would keep myself,
I would find a way.

As the last word left his lips, his magic exploded out, like a wave from a Sonic Rainboom. But this wave was pure black, and where ever it crossed, time froze, and lost its color. The world turned to match the grays of his broken heart.

*****

Twilight finished translating the scroll. She magically read through her translation. What she read as she neared the end nearly caused her heart to stop. "No....nonononoo!!" The scroll flew out of her magics grasp, and she bolted from the room at top speed. Fluttering to three ground, the last paragraph of her translation faced up. "Contrary to the belief of most ponies, this magical love effect will only last for a short time, but not in every case. If the two ponies are really right for each other, the feeling will be strong as ever after a day or two. Otherwise, it will fade."

Sentences of that paragraph burned through the Twilights head. "If the two ponies are right for each other.... A day or two." They'd been unconscious for a week! And they'd been happily together for days after that. They really were right for each other!

Skidding into the throne room, she froze. There was no color. Celestia and Luna were frozen mid hug. There was no sign of any breathing. Nothing. Even a butterfly, passing out the window, had paused its journey across the sky.

Twilight panicked, wondering what could've caused it. She thought back, and remembered the lifeless words she'd spoken to Midnight, and the prophecy the old unicorn had told. "Equestria isn't changed forever. I'm here. I'll fix the heart that I broke, and together we'll put our world back together."

Looking out the castle window, she saw a black sun, burning on the mountain that the dragon had taken residence in what felt like ages ago. Visualizing its face, she teleported there, knowing that it was her lovers power causing this, and that he was battling himself on top of that broken peak.

*****

Midnight felt and heard nothing. There was no light, no sound, not even gravity. His magic held him in the air, protected from the cruelties of the outside world. But something, or somepony, was trying to break that wall. Stabs of magic pushed at him, with occasional glimpses of the exterior. One such glimpse showed him he reason for his pain. Wincing at the image, he pulled the magic tighter. No more sight came through, but now sound.

It was her voice, faint, and coming in time with the pulses of magic. And one such pulse brought with it three words. Three words he had begged to every god to hear, but at the same time swore never to want them. The words broke his magic. Sent another explosion out across the land. All he had heard, was "I love you."

Turning, his eyes filled with tears, he looked away from the pony he was forbidden from. "Midnight, please, listen. I truly love you. The magic isn't making me say this. I was wrong! It wouldn't have kept is together so long if we didn't belong with each other."

He shook his head. "No Twilight. Never again. I won't love you, I won't love anyone. I don't have the power to do it. How can I, when my one mistake nearly made you lose all emotion? I can never take that rimmmph!"

She had silenced him with a kiss. " Shut up you melodramatic pony. I know you want love. I want your love. Don't make me force you to accept it. I don't care what you did. Trying to break your magic let me see your mind again. I know that you only love Luna as a comrade. A companion in suffering. Suffering that ends now."

She kissed him again, over and over, until he gave in and kissed back. He stood, and they just stood together, watching a blazing sun set into a purple night.
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(Really long authors note. Please read it though!! It's very very very important.

So. I've realised I want to write different kinds of clop now. Like humanization, AU, etc. But I really love the world I've created, or at least the feelings in it with TwiNight. So here's what I'm going to do. Remember that old unicorn who made the prophecy? About Midnight changing the world? Well guess what? He does.

He shatters it into millions of alternate realities with that pulse he sent out above. Time stopped in his plane of existence, but because it was thrown out of sync with the other universes running around, it broke into all those different realities.

Each of which is held within my TwiNightverse. There can be funny worlds with Trollestia, or just straight up cloppy worlds where feelings don't get in the way of sex. Worlds where everpony has become a human. Worlds where ponies war against each other, and love can only survive under gunfire and burning shrapnel.

I guess LTtD was more of an introduction for me. Don't worry, I will keep it going, but less periodically. Maybe once a week. But the other days will be filled with one shots of gamerLuna and Dashie, or any other weird combo. Maybe others series I put out with, probably at least one long running human clopfic. Especially a certain,melodic, three way ;).

If you think this is a bad idea, please, let me know. Any story that keeps with the storyline so far will be titled "Light Through the Dark:" and then whatever twist that is included in that reality. Thank you for your patience, and your time.

And if you could please, please spread the word. Not to be a whore for followers or anything, but its really hard to write 2.5 k words for a base of what appears to be 3-5 people. Don't get me wrong, you guys are awesome and all, but I want others to read what I put out, for more input, and more suggestions, and just more of all the amazing stuff you guys give me! That's what I need to really write well. That was the reason I started this. To become a better writer.

So thank you thank you thank you for sticking with me for this week. Damn, its only been a week?! Sheesh, and I'm already trying to make my own poniverse here. But I guess the internet will do that to you. Please, tell me what you think here, on my page, in a PM, whatever.)