Star In The Dark

The stars winked into existence above her as she walked through the darkening trees. The moon gleamed down with a shimmering light, touching upon all of the stones scattered around the ground. Her hoofbeats rang out through the forest with regularity as her appendages struck the ground.

Twilight Sparkle was cold.

She wasn't quite sure how long it had been. A day? A week? A year? Her wings twitched as she went down this line of thinking before quickly shutting it off. Despite having eternity, there was no time for regrets.

Twilight Sparkle was cold.

Her horn pulsed, and she grimaced, hoofbeats faltering for a moment. She looked upwards through the trees at the spire that rose from the center, and noting its glowing stream, she quickly snuffed out her light. The forest's trees no longer reflected her magic, and she shivered.

Twilight Sparkle was cold.

Above her, she felt a pulse, but she knew better than to watch. She kept her head down and her eyes clenched shut as the pulses traveled over the landscape and shuddered through her frame. She had turned off her energy, but there was only so much she could rid from her frail form.

Twilight Sparkle was cold.

She needed to keep balance. Her Star was to keep harmony, and she would do it until the end of her days.

Twilight Sparkle was cold.

If she had to give away her Star to do so, then so be it.