Star In The Dark

Her hoof caught on a branch, and she tripped, falling onto the ground with a thump. Her horn, lit for the light, cast shadows over the landscape. A staff which had been clutched in her hooves fell with a clatter to the ground next to her.

Rarity was stumbling.

Her horn lit slightly brighter, and the staff drifted over to her hooves. She pushed herself upwards until she was once again standing tall. Her white coat shimmered slightly, even as the menacing spike into the sky loomed above her. As she looked up, the glowing river began to flow.

Rarity was stumbling.

She wasn't ready, but she prepared anyway. The horn on her head blinked for just a moment, and a pair of leaves slid down over her eyes, blocking out the natural glow. A pair of custom ear coverings came over her sensitive sound receivers. The light on her horn went out, and the darkness closed in around her. She shivered.

Rarity was stumbling.

The pulse hit her in the dark, slamming into her coverings. She grimaced, but stood firm, her Star pushing back the ever encroaching darkness.

Rarity was stumbling.

She had to give up her own. Her Star gave to those she knew, and she would help those others until her coat lost its whiteness and faded to grey.

Rarity was stumbling.

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