Time

It was September 16th, 2658. It was Twilight's birthday. But she had nobody to celebrate with. Not a single pony came to her crystal castle for cake, fun, game, or to give gifts. Twilight was not the pony she used to be. She was but an empty shell of her former self. She had stop counting birthdays, to her it was just a tragic reminder of her immortality. It felt as if only a day had past since her friends' deaths, yet it also felt as though it had been an eternity. The day of Applejack's death was the worst of them. It was day all her greatest fears had been realized

"Don't go. Please!" sobbed Twilight hopelessly.

"It's OK sugar cube.... Just please promise me you'll care for Apple Dumpling?" replied Applejack, Her voice somber and broken with age. beeeep sounded the machine as the nurses rushed in.

"we're so sorry..." One said, a look of sadness and pain in her dull eyes. The rest of the deaths came at about the same time. Now, not even Apple Dumpling could stand by her.

After Sombra had resurfaced, Twilight could do nothing but watch as Equestria had fell into a new era. One of great despair. Everybody went out to help. Except for one. Twilight. She didn't even have Spike. His dragon instinct fell over him without the rest of his friends. He had grown up and found a new life, far away, in a large cave without a care in the world. Sombra had taken over and restarted slavery, but this time it wasn't just the crystal ponies, it was anybody except Twilight. He thought it was much too risky. Now, she just sits on the cold crystal flooring, thinking, pondering, breaking, shattering.