White and Purple

by DoctorDerpy

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rarity, Romance, Twilight Sparkle, Alternate Universe
Length: 4143

Two colours, interwoven in dreams.

Darkness envelops Equestria. No one could have stopped Nightmare Moon from taking over, and with no Celestia and no hope at all the world is in a grim place. Unbeknownst to the new Empress, two colours bring a new light in her precious land of darkness.

A poem in ten parts, this story was created for Monochromatic's Rari/Twi fanfic contest, and funnily enough inspired by their work, The Enchanted Library.

Cover art was drawn by the amazing Multiversecruise.

Published 2017-05-26 07:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-05-26 07:00:01 UTC

A Poem

WHITE AND PURPLE
By DoctorDerpy

I dedicate this poem to,
The Rari/Twi ship queen.
I thank you for that fic you do,
And cute stuff in between.

I.
WHITE - was what she saw that night,
Shimmering bright it seemed.
Her ride inside a tide of light,
Glittering while she dreamed.

She rode in the surrounding glow,
It spread from hoof to horn.
A single thought flew through the flow
And struck the unicorn.

As no one was at all in sight,
Her gasp went quite unheard.
‘The white is me, I am the white!
This all is quite absurd.’

So intense was her pondering,
She almost missed the view.
Another colour wondering,
A pretty purple hue.

Interest piqued as she flew close
The lilac in the black.
She almost got there but then froze,
She felt it looking back-

From there she woke up, with a start,
Her breaths came sharp and short
In response to a drumming heart.
She welcomed the rapport.

Moonlight rays sneaked past the curtain.
She went to start the day.
What was dreamt, she felt uncertain,
Come breakfast, gone away.

Weary eyed, her sister entered,
A simple greeting said.
Unsaid words sought to be ventured,
But silence came instead.

And this was how it often was;
Her sister filled with gloom,
And friends and family because,
She escaped from the moon...

It didn’t used to be this way;
All deadened, darkened, dim.
But since the sun had gone away,
The world was sorely grim.

It started on the thousandth year;
The Sun Celebration.
That's when the Nightmare first appeared,
Made her proclamation.

“My beloved subjects,” she said,
Sneering her endeavour.
“From this moment forth” she pledged.
'Night will last forever!”

In a whirl of wind and darkness,
The nightmare then begun,
One fell swoop, a move so heartless;
She stole away the sun.

Locked away their gentle ruler,
Her students too were slew,
Killed those who dared to duel her.
That wicked Nightmare Moon.

II.
Her dream began with naught in sight,
Then came into being
The familiar shine of purest white,
She remembered seeing.

And also that same sensation
She'd gotten from last night,
Where throughout the full duration
She'd felt the sense of flight.

In a second it all came back;
Memories in a blur.
She pictured purple through the black;
She pictured she and her.

“Wait ‘her’” she thought, “It can’t be true
All I saw was colour.
But I’m a hue, could she be too?
Could there be another?”

With but a thought, she flew ahead;
She searched the void in vain.
“Perhaps I’ll try next night instead,
I’ll search this whole domain!”

But just before the sleeper woke,
A dulcet tone she heard,
“Hello, is someone there?” it spoke.
Too late, her body stirred.

She quickly sat up, thinking hard,
“That dream had felt so real!”
The thoughts continued to bombard,
“What is that warmth I feel?”

Her next day went by in a flash,
Too thrilled beyond belief.
She tailored outfits in a dash;
Her wish; the day was brief.

But before she could fall asleep
And see that light once more,
She had to purchase by the heap
From many stands and stores.

She first came to an apple stand,
Whose fruit would make a snack.
She smiled to see the stall was manned,
By her friend Applejack.

“Hello dear, how are you today?”
She greeted her kindly.
“Did the spells I found help make,
Your farm look more lively?”

“Hey there Rares, yeah they helped jus' fine,
As you can plainly see,
I downed the prices on the sign
To lower that here fee.”

“My what honesty!” she replied,
As she chose her fill,
Paid for the pick that she’d eyed.
Coins went in the till.

So, scrumptious snacks were bought and sold,
And she continued on.
To many other stores she strolled,
Till all her bits were gone.

When she was done, she ran back home,
Wind rushing through her fur.
Then closed the blinds; no moon should roam,
While she searched for her

III.
“Third time’s the charm,” White had muttered,
And then she fell asleep.
Spying a shine, her heart had fluttered,
Until she heard her weep.

Voice so quiet she almost missed
That tearful little cry.
Her heart did wrench and jerk and twist,
She surely thought she’d die.

She rushed, she sped towards the sound
A blaze of purest white.
“No one will cry while I’m around!”
Her words were flashing bright.

Up ahead a rich purple shone;
A gorgeous, shining star.
It was time, for two to be one,
No watching from afar!

She shot with speed in a great arc,
Fast as she was able.
With lady's grace, she found her mark,
Glomped the lilac angel.

Her first thought was; “Wow, this is warm.”
And next; “There’s so much fluff!”
She squeezed real tight around the form.
Oh, she couldn’t get enough!

The soft, warm shape let out a gasp,
Its eyes widened in shock.
It felt the firm squeeze of the grasp,
Released a little squawk.

The unicorn let go quite fast,
Abashed and blushing red.
“I am sorry!” she spoke, aghast.
“How rude of me!” she said.

But then the white paused as she saw,
The sight across from her.
At purple looking back in awe,
Two tear tracks in her fur.

White saw a pretty mare ahead,
Both gorgeous and with grace.
That warmth she felt began to spread,
From middle to her face.

Both hues looked at one another,
Floating in empty space.
White began to flush and stutter.
Heart beating double pace.

Purple began to giggle soft,
As she dismissed her woe.
Her eyes sparkled, her heart aloft,
And she began to glow.

She then took pity on the mare,
Who still had cat caught tongue.
“You brought me out of my despair…
For now,” she said, head hung.

As White still could not yet speak,
She floated up quite near.
Smiled soft, lifted a hoof to cheek,
And wiped away a tear.

The purple star looked back at her,
“Please don’t cry’ White implored.
“It hurts to see such pain occur,
It will not be ignored.”

And then Purple was hugged once more,
She let out a small squeak.
And inside she felt her heart soar.
“Thank you,” she said, voice meek.

It took some time, ‘til they parted,
And White then asked aloud;
“When was it that your dream started
Inside this darkened shroud?”

The purple angel shook her head,
And smiled then, shyly back.
“I’ve been here far too long,” she said
“So long that I’ve lost track.”

Winced as she saw the look on White,
The sharp look in her eye.
“The reason you are in this plight
May I please ask why?”

“I was forced into this dark void,
By way of wicked spell,
One that N-Nightmare Moon employed.
And so now here I dwell…”

She began to sob as she spoke,
“I’ve been alone so long!”
Something inside the white then broke,
She made herself be strong.

“I will free you, no matter what,
I will see you get out.
I swear I’ll give it all I've got!”
White claimed it clear and loud.

As she looked to those hopeful eyes,
Of her shining purple dear,
The brutal waking world did rise,
And made her disappear.

She saw the small grin Purple made,
It all felt like a dream.
And even as the mare did fade
She saw the happy beam.

IV.
She had not smiled for quite some time,
A week, a month, a year?.
The day was fine she felt divine,
Instead of fear was cheer.

Her large grin contrasting the crowd,
As she skipped throughout town
“What a nice day!” she said out loud.
But all she got was frown.

“Is that a happy face I see?”
Gasped a voice beside her.
She turned her head to see Pinkie,
Whose own smile was wider.

“Yes, that’s right, I’m feeling splendid!”
She said to her pink friend.
Around the market they wended,
Buying all odds and ends.

Pinkie pointed out her own shop,
Looking at it with pride;
The gingerbread shop with cherry top.
“Here, please come step inside.”

She was lead by the pink mare
To a table by the wall,
Where a stack of cupcakes were there,
And standing four foot tall.

“These are all free, they’re all on me”
Then shoved one down White’s throat.
She laughed and pranced away with glee,
Singing many a note.

White then looked down at the table,
Then glancing at the door.
She’d get home, soon she was able,
But first she wanted more.

In some time, she was home in bed,
At 8pm precise.
Her sister was interested
At why this happened twice.

“Oh I am just tired,” she’d replied,
As she climbed the staircase.
She felt the guilt because she’d lied,
But kept it off her face.

She saw the white glow of her coat,
And looked around in glee.
She saw the purple which did note,
Of where she had to be.

Dashing fast, like a bird of prey,
She began to pick up speed.
Her friend let out a frightened neigh,
As she was scared indeed.

“You won’t always greet me,” she said,
“By hitting with a hug?”
White answered not, instead,
She gave a cheeky shrug.

The two floated in empty space,
Unwilling to let go.
They relished in the warm embrace,
Creating a bright glow.

White let go quite reluctantly,
And loudly cleared her throat.
“You are looking quite abundantly,
Better than last we spoke.”

Purple looked away and then said,
“Yes I feel much better.”
Looking now at her instead,
“Thanks to a certain mare…”

White hid a grin then waved a hoof,
“Darling, you flatter me!”
She tried and failed to seem aloof;
Her blush was plain to see.

They both shone, as they floated near,
The White and Purple star.
“Say, I did not ask your name, dear.
For me that's quite bizarre.”

“Twilight Sparkle!” was her reply,
Straight backed, putting on airs.
To which White giggled, voice pitched high,
As she laughed at the mare.

“Well, what’s your name?” she asked the white.
“My name is Rarity”
“I’m glad you’re here,” mumbled Twilight,
With great sincerity.

Though it felt like no time at all,
Both mares had talked for ages.
White could feel that familiar call,
Of her first waking stages.

V.
With each new night their friendship grew,
Each dream they had a blast.
And as good things quite often do,
Each night flew by too fast.

Weeks of talks had passed them both by,
A month or two at least.
It took some time, ‘til she told why
She could not be released.

“Celestia, she was my friend,
Mentor to be exact.
And I knew how it all could end,
Instead, I did not act!”

“And on the thousandth year I knew,
That Nightmare Moon would rise.
I could have gone to stop her too,
And yet, I was not wise.”

“So now I’m trapped here in my mind,
Forever in this space.
I thought nopony could ever find,
Another in this place.”

They both then sought the other's gaze,
As they both drew nearer
Rarity’s mind and cheeks ablaze,
Feelings never clearer.

“And somehow though you found me here,
And somehow you broke through.”
She looked at her through happy tears
“I think that I love - ”

“Twilight Sparkle, now I can see,”
Boomed a voice so fierce,
“Another who is close to thee.”
And evil blue eyes pierced.

VI.
With a start, Rarity woke fast,
And to her great surprise,
When she felt her hoof brush past
The tears blurring her eyes.

She shook her head from side to side,
Trying to clear her mind.
What had happened, why had she cried?
And left her friend behind?

And in that time for it to take
For her to clear her head,
She saw a figure shiver and shake,
Down underneath her bed.

“Are you quite alright, Opal dear?”
She asked her frightened pet.
The feline looked around in fear,
For a non-existent threat.

The pony's concern slowly grew,
For her skittish feline.
She then decided what to do,
To make sure she was fine.

With a rush of her ablutions,
Make-up and food were done.
She was ready to find solutions,
She set off in a run.

And soon enough she reached the house,
Of a shy, yellow mare
Who was quieter than a mouse,
But quite the pet carer.

A few knocks and she answered slow.
“Yes?” she then stuttered.
“Fluttershy dear, it’s me hello!”
“Hi,” the pony uttered.

“My cat is acting odd, you see
I left her at my place.
I hoped that you would come with me,
And figure out her case.”

“Of course I would, please lead the way!”
Then gasped the yellow mare.
To Ponyville they walked away,
Knew not what they’d find there…

As they drew nearer to the town,
They could see something wrong.
Seemed that nopony was around,
Which made their worry strong.

Then they heard her before they saw,
Their wicked Empress speak.
“You foals who hide and then withdraw,
There’s someone whom I seek.”

“There is a pony in this place,
That dares to insult me.
Who somehow leaves their own dreamspace,
To talk with somepony.”

“This pony is my prisoner,
For what she's said and done.
If anyone here speaks to her,
You'd better learn to run.”

Two ponies hid inside a bush
As they listened out in fear,
Instead of the quiet of hush
They heard a noise zoom near.

A rainbow streak flew by with speed,
At their evil ruler.
The pony’s attack did not succeed,
It couldn’t have been less cooler.

A darkened tendril smacked her hard,
And she fell to the ground.
“With you I think I should discard,
But you’re fun to keep around.”

And Rainbow Dash stood up in rage,
And stared the Empress down.
“Just so we’re both on the same page,
You don’t deserve that crown.”

Nightmare Moon only laughed with glee,
“Oh you do make me laugh,”
She then stopped and glared abruptly,
“Next time you’ll be in half.”

She turned her back on the whole town,
And simply walked away.
The rainbow mare fumed on the ground,
Then sighed in some dismay.

VII.
She could not sleep a wink that night,
No matter how she tried.
She could not beat her severe fright,
She stared around red-eyed.

Those words of peril would not cease,
Roaming around her brain.
And in her mind she had no peace,
For fear of being slain.

When ‘morning’ came, she got up pale,
(More than normal, you see)
She made some breakfast cold and frail,
She knew she’d have to sleep...

Her sister came in looking dour.
“Hey,” she said voice low,
Then saw her sister and how her
Expression was so-so.

Her look became one of concern,
“Are you well?” she then asked.
She got a small smile in return,
And hug that came in fast.

After only a few hours passed,
She felt her eyelids fall.
And then she found herself aghast,
In the void she did dwell.

She panicked as she looked around,
For a quick way out.
Her poor heart stopped then when she found,
A certain purple snout.

As Twilight’s face was right up close,
Smirking and looking sly.
“I wondered when you’d choose to doze
And maybe come stop by.”

“Do you not remember last night?”
Rarity cried in fear.
“The Nightmare came, told us our plight,
She found out I was here!”

Twilight’s face then drained of colour,
As she yelped in shock.
She panicked, with brightness duller,
Her breathing ran amok.

“She must have cast a spell to cause
Memory to avoid-”
Her words were drowned out by what was,
A scream throughout the void.

And Rarity could quickly tell,
Who it was that screamed.
That voice belonged to Sweetie Belle,
Breaking through while she dreamed.

The two stars looked to the other,
And hugged just one more time.
Both bound, Interwoven colour,
Their largest, saddest shine.

Terrified of what she would find,
Rarity sped downstairs.
Her sister hanging in a bind,
in a room of broken wares.

“You're the one who somehow broke through,
So I've found you at last,”
The Nightmare’s grin then slowly grew,
At her face aghast.

She got a grip and stepped in firm,
“Leave my sister alone!”
The ropes grew tight, her sister squirmed,
And then her form was thrown.

She yelped in fear as she fell,
Thinking it was the end.
A surge of hooves caught Sweetie Belle,
At the door stood their friends.

Stood Applejack and Pinkie Pie,
(Who gave a little wave)
And Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy,
All standing tall and brave.

“Don't hurt our friend!” Rainbow exclaimed,
“Yeah!” yelled aloud the rest.
“You dare duel me? You will be tamed.”
The Nightmare thought them pest.

Five brave mares ran at the devil,
While Sweetie shuffled back.
The Nightmare crouched to their level,
As she welcomed the attack.

They fought with speed, they fought with strength,
They almost could have won.
But they couldn't fight for such great lengths,
In time they were all done.

Her friends lay sadly, breathing hard,
“We’re sorry,” they had said.
Though Rarity was hurt and charred,
She smiled at them instead.

“You foals fought brave, but stupid too,
For all of you here lack,
The power I have over you.”
And everything was black.

VIII.
Alone, alone, alone, alone.
That’s all she felt and knew,
In this timeless void on her own.
She now knew what Twilight went through.

She floated in a cloud of thought,
As dark and grim they were.
And when she tried to think of naught
Her thoughts went back to her.

Oh how she missed that shyful smile,
And cutest little blush.
She thought of that purple shine while
Sadness came in a rush.

She clamped her tearing eyes shut tight.
She screamed aloud in hurt.
Her glow began to shine bright white.
A sound made her alert.

A sound she wanted more than most,
Of someone she adored
And she sounded so very close,
Her mind and heart then soared.

But she opened her bleary eyes,
There was no purple sheen.
It was only tricks and lies;
Only black could be seen.

And then a pink light lit her side,
She gave a yelp of shock.
“Rarity!” a high voice cried.
What she saw made her gawk.

Pinkie Pie floated beside her,
Shining the brightest pink.
And hugged Rarity in a blur,
Faster than she could blink.

“How are you even here?” she asked.
Jaw dropping in surprise.
“I saw your white glow as I passed.
Couldn’t miss you if I tried.”

“And if you shine real bright right now,
We may well find the rest!”
Rarity slumped, “I don’t know how!”
She said, feeling depressed.

She felt a hoof placed on her side,
And pink then looked at white.
“If we work as one, we’ll collide
With all the other lights!”

A small smile came to Rarity.
She wiped away her tears.
She saw with higher clarity.
Her mind turned gears.

When was it, that she shined brightest?
She thought back in her mind.
It seems she shined her light best
When her emotions inclined.

So she needed to concentrate,
Build up her emotion.
She thought of Twilight’s lonely fate,
The lake turned to ocean.

Her coat then lit up like the sun,
Her white eyes glowed, blinding.
“Pinkie, let us go now as one,
Our friends will need finding.”

They flew at a terrific speed,
Looking for more colours.
They both had, without words, agreed,
They would find the others.

They discovered the orange hue,
In no time at all;
Applejack said, as in they flew,
“No way I'd miss y'all.”

They found one after another,
Almost much too easy.
They now had just one more colour,
The thought made White queasy.

“We'll find her!” the other colours said.
While White silently prayed,
The most lovely thing was ahead;
A pretty purple shade.

IX.
Twilight had been so terrified,
Of her friend’s demise.
Hot, burning tears fell as she cried,
‘Til a light caught her eyes.

This bright light was like no other,
A shining white beacon,
It was joined by four more colours
which began to streak in.

They all flew in a stream of hue
towards the dim lilac.
As she stared her excitement grew,
At the mare looking back.

To say that Twilight was amazed;
Well that didn’t quite cut it.
The round of hugs had left her dazed,
Well worth it, she’d admit.

“These are my friends, from Ponyville
They’re stuck in here as well.”
Rarity’s voice gave her a thrill,
Her happiness had swelled.

She held her in a vicelike grip,
Never letting her go.
Teary eyes and trembling lip,
Her light began to glow.

And that was when the darkness cracked,
White freedom slipping through.
Twilight gasped “There must be an impact,
With so many of you!”

She thought for a sec then she said,
“Quick, everyone group hug!”
They looked quite interested,
Then joined with a shrug.

“Think of freedom!” she then shouted.
“Think banishing her!”
A large crack grew then sprouted,
The world began to blur.

X.
There was a brilliant flash of light,
Then six mares hit the ground.
Each had a look of such delight,
As they all looked around.

They were inside a forest now,
Surrounding them with trees.
“This is where I was, and thought how,
I'd save the day with ease.”

“Because girls I know a way,”
Twilight then went on,
“A way to bring about the day,
And sun where it belongs.”

They listened to her tell her tale,
Of gems that were forgot.
They all agreed they would prevail,
There's no way they would not.

And so it was our heroes faught,
The Everfree’s insides.
They came across just what they sought,
To finally turn the tides.

It took much strength, more virtues too,
To manage not to fail.
And they smote their foe through and through,
But you quite know this tale.

Everyone on the globe all froze,
At the wondrous sight;
The moon had set while the sun rose,
The world was filled with light.

The six ponies cried and cheered,
Along with the whole world.
Twilight wept as the princess appeared
And at her hooves she curled.

But The Princess embraced her friend,
weeping along as well.
“This was my fault, I did not send
You off before I fell.”

They celebrated for six days,
a party overdue.
Rarity friends joined in the craze,
(And Luna was there too!)

Two close ponies were sat alone,
Rarity and Twilight.
In a bedroom inside a home,
Basking in the sunlight.

“You tried to say, a week before,
Something when we were hue,”
White leaned in and smooched her more,
“I also love you too.”

THE END

Author's Note

Voila! There it is, the one work that makes me never want to try poetry again!

It got a bit tedious after a while, wanting to say so much but only having 4 lined stanzas and every sentence rhymed with the 3rd and 4th. But hopefully I'll read it in a few weeks and actually enjoy it once I get over how much time it took to find a rhyme for this or that line, and how to say something but not knowing how in the world it would fit in just 8 syllables, ah well. You can tell by the later parts that I was rushing because the rhymes are more forced, but I'm gonna say that this is a rough and that I'll keep working on it to have it flow better.

All in all, this is my first real foray into poetry so don't ask me why I did a duotrain, I just saw a few poems written like this and thought it would be cute to make a small story out of. But that story became a larger one, and then I only had a couple weeks to finish this crazy thing before the competition ended. Funny though, that even though my fic has 10 chapters it's still under 4000 words, so that'll fool anyone thinking this is just a little one-shot. HA.

Anyway, even though I seem to be complaining a lot, I did quite enjoy writing this poem. Having to keep the story confined within a poetic structure really made me have to think outside the box and be creative with how I worded things (even though it may not seem like it...).

I'm going to go sleep for a week now.