Forgotten Legacy

by Rose Quill

Chapter 1. Just a Dream

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I couldn’t see anything beyond the massive swirl of snow around me. I don’t remember how I got there.

I am coming, a voice said upon the wind that bit into my being.

I spun, tilting my head as I tried to spy the source of the voice, but all I could see was white. I walked around, trying to get some sort of vantage of where I was, hooves crunching into the snow. I bumped into a body in the blinding swirl and I saw a pony I didn’t recognize looking at the ground.

Suddenly I wasn’t in a blizzard, I was hovering above two young Unicorns standing over a large magical diagram drawn in chalk on a wooden floor. They looked at each other and nodded, pressing hooves to the circle and igniting their horns. The circle lit with an incredibly bright flash of blue and a cyclone of air, pulling at the two colts as they starting looking around in fear as the light turned red and ominous.

I am coming, the voice whispered again

I was suddenly back in the snowscape, but now dark stones had cropped up, jagged spires ripping the flesh of the land. I spun, trying to get a feel for the meaning of the transitions.

Another shift, showing me a dark cave, filled with luminescent quartz veins. I couldn’t place its location in my mind, and I had studied multiple maps of Equestria since my ascension.

All will be revealed, the voice called again as I found myself back in the snowscape, my mane blowing in the howling wind.

I tried to gallop away, but without landmarks, it seemed as though I was running in place, and the chilling wind soon stripped the air from my lungs. I slowed to a stop…

Inside a crystalline room, but not one I recognized. I saw a hooded pony lift a small chest from the back of a wagon and set it down, opening it to reveal a faint silver glow. I tried to see what was in the chest, but I was back in the snowscape, the jagged spires rising even larger into the sky.

I am coming, the voice said again.

“Who are you?” I whispered. The voice seemed familiar, as though a voice I had once heard in my youth, but I couldn’t place it.

Poor pony, it said. Blind, careless as the rest. It laughed, humorless and cold. You shall know soon enough.

I am coming, and I will restore the greatness that was destroyed.

The spires around me started to glow, and I realized they weren't made of rock.

They were crystal, black and jagged.

A form suddenly formed in front of me, clad in barding and helm. Eyes filled with venom glared out from the visor, and I felt a sudden flash of fear. I took a step back when I realized I was dwarfed by a Unicorn mare.

“Do you understand?” she snarled. “Can you comprehend my ire?” She reared to her full height, making me feel insignificant. “What I intend will return balance to the world, and if I must be more horrific than Nightmare Moon and more devastating than the Windigoes, I will be.”

I stumbled back, terror flaring in my being. The Unicorn was now hundreds of feet tall if I was any judge of scale. She took a step forward and the impact of her hoof shook the ground, causing me to fall.

She leered down at me, horn glowing red with wrath. “All of Equestria shall fall before the weight of my army, I shall cast down the Sisters and grind them beneath my hooves, then the other nations will follow. I will succeed where other’s failed.”

What chilled me was the fact that it was said so matter of fact. There were no delusions of grandeur, no megalomania, nothing displayed in novels or movies. Just a cold declaration, as though reading from a history book.

I was suddenly eye to eye with the gigantic Unicorn, her eyes blazing with wrath. “And you, little pony, will be the first to witness the return,” she said. I was suddenly flung higher into the air, now hovering between the crystal spires. I saw chains start to snake out and coil around my legs, tufts of fur being yanked out as they went.

Looking down, I could see Equestria spread out before me. Then, lightning struck the crystal spires and ran through the chains, ripping a scream from my mouth. As electrical energy ripped at my being, black crystal pillars began to erupt all over the land of my birth.

Soon, all this shall come to pass, the voice said as I was released from the chains and began to plummet toward the ground.

As the ground rushed up to greet me, I found I had trouble finding the energy to even worry about it. The swirling snow blinded me again, disguising how much time I had to impact. I closed my eyes, not wishing to see what awaited.


I rolled out of bed with a thump, waking me from the dream. I looked around taking in the sight of my room, the blankets twisted about my legs and wings, trapping me for a moment before I lit my horn and pulled them free. I heard the door open behind me and I heard Spike’s voice speak out.

“You ok, Twilight?” he asked. “I heard you scream.”

“I don’t know, Spike,” I whispered, wings still twitching in nervousness. “A nightmare like that should have had Luna stepping in to end it.” I jogged from the room, heading towards the library, passing a sleepy Starlight and Trixie in the hall.

“I don’t want to think it was a vision, but I can’t afford to be wrong,” I said as I pulled a rarely used seal from my desk. “Take a letter, Spike, copies to Cadence, Luna, and Sunset.”

And I proceeded to relay my dream experience to the dragon, seeing him gasp at points of the recollection, though his quill kept writing. He started to roll it up before I pulled it away and stamped it with my royal seal, marking it for royal eyes only.

Handing it back, he sent it in a burst of green fire. “Are you sure it’s not just a dream?” he asked.

“I hope so, Spike,” I said, wings still fluttering in my anxiousness.

“I hope so.”

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