Star In The Dark

Her hooves planted themselves in the dirt as she leaned forwards into the harsh wind. The earth folded around her hooves, and she leaned forwards. The pulse tore through her world, and even as she tried to calm, it shuddered up her forehooves.

Applejack was bending.

The darkened crack, looming above her, seemed to twist in the light, piercing into the moonlit air. She glared up at the menacing blackness, standing grounded in the earth.

Applejack was bending.

Her Star put up a defense against the pulse, but she knew that it wasn't going to be enough. She looked down as the flashes echoed across the landscape, lighting up both the trees and the forest. She shuddered as the feeling warped around her Star's defenses.

Applejack was bending.

It flowed into her, and she pulled her energy inwards in an attempt to stave off the storm. She wasn't sure, but she felt like she had to move, to go away from the awful feeling of consistency. She shut down such thoughts with a shudder.

Applejack was bending.

She had to stand alone. Her Star was the last line of defense, and she would hold that position until the blackness had overcome her.

Applejack was bending.

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