Mitternacht

Twilight regained consciousness. She still couldn't properly feel her body, and her vision was still blurred out. The scenery around her was extremely bright, and she could make out luminous dots moving around her. She tried to move, but something felt off about it. She had moved forward, but she hadn't felt any part of her body moving. Instead, it was as if she had shifted her position as a whole, like her body was paralyzed and it had been moved by magic instead. Her vision became clearer and she tried to move away as she realized the entirety of the space around her was engulfed in flames.

After the initial shock, however, she soon noticed the fire had no effect on her body. She tried to look at herself but was unable to see or move any part of her body. As she was tryingg to make sense of what was happening, another thing struck her attention. She hadn't noticed at first, as she had just recently experienced something similar, but she was still seeing the world in all direction, like her body was nothing but a continuous set of eyes on every side. She could properly see what was around her now, and started to observe the orbs of light moving through the fire and flames.

They looked similar to what stars look like in the night sky. They had various colors and dimensions, and moved around at different speeds, some proceding in a straight line while others following a looped series of movements. She moved closer to a small green one to get a better look at it, but as she reached near it another one, red coloured and many times her size, suddenly took a sharp turn in her direction and moved towards her faster than she could get away.

She expected there to be a collision between her body and the red one, instead the two passed through eachother. As they did, however, Twilight's mind was suddenly filled by a series of visions. She saw green fields and valleys rolling below her at incredible speed while she flew through the air, and gigantic caves filled with gems. She saw vast lands where the earth was scorched and rivers of molten rock ran across it, while the sky was oscured by dark ash clouds rising from volcanoes in the distance. She saw other things, some that weren't proper visions but rather a series of feelings she couldn't understand, but before she had the time to properly examine what she was experiencing the influx of information stopped, and she saw the red globe moving away from her.

The one she had come close to was now nowhere to be seen, so she instead neared a grey orb about her size moving up and down in a repeating pattern. She made contact with it and again memories from another life came to her vision. This time she saw a series of caves and tunnels below the surface of the earth, and deposits of precious stones hidden from the sunlight. But the vision was repetitive and she grew tired of it, so she moved away.

She now reached a large orange sphere stationating still in its position. She entered it and saw in her mind deep abysses where the light of the sun was barely visible, populated by fascinating creatures of bizarre shapes, their skin a pale white or in some cases even transparent, bioluminescent organs located on some of them. She saw herself hunting and fighting against enormous fish-like creatures. But soon most of what she was seeing became only a long empty series of travels through lifeless unending oceans, and she grew tired of these visions as well.

Next she approached a large pale body and entered it. This vision was different from the others. There was nothing to be seen, no colors or light. Instead, there were loud sounds, louder than they should have been, and smells of which she could tell position and distance from their intensity. And the perception of what was at the edges of her body was far magnified, and she could fell as she crawled on a smooth and featureless cold surface towards a large body she soon started to consume, a body of a being she knew belonged to the same species of that she was in. Disgusted she swiftly separated herself from the creature.

In the distance she saw a massive black globe moving downwards. It was dozens of times the size of the biggest one she had seen up until that point, and all the orbs that came in contact with it grew dark and then disappeared. Afraid to get any closer to the thing she instead opted to reach a sphere located in the opposite direction, blue colored and moving in an eight shaped loop.

She touched it and was pleasantly surprised by what she saw. She was now inside what she could clearly recognize as the body of a pony, although it happened to be a pegasus' rather than that of a unicorn she had been used to. She watched the familiar land of Equestria unravel below her as she flew in its skies. She recognized cities and landmarks, and even thought she saw faces of ponies she was familiar with at some points. She remained within this particular set of memories for longer than she had in all the others, enjoying the sight of the homeland she was so far from, and even witnessed important events like the return of Nightmare Moon from a different point of view than her own. The visions kept flowing onwards through cheerfull days, but suddenly something changed. The grass died, the sun paled, and the world in front of her eyes became a grey desolated wasteland. Twilight's heart was filled with horror. She couldn't belive it. She didn't want to. She flinged herself out of contact from the orb and contemplated the space around her.

She saw a lavander globe, slightly larger than her, and she felt drawn to it. Something about it seemed familiar, and so she neared it and once again made contact. As soon as her mind entered, however, she immediately regretted her decision. She was standing on a cliff overlooking the same barren world she had just left, nothing but a dead land as far as the eye could see. What unsettled her the most, however, wasn't what she saw but what she felt. Where the previous vision had been filled with sadness at the sight, this one has no such thing. Instead, she could feel rage and hate in this one, and worst of all a twisted sense of pride and satisfaction, as if she had obtained some sort of great victory. She tried to get out but was unable to do saw, and as she tried to scream she felt her mouth open only for laughter to be heard. It was a sick laugh, the sound of which she feared she knew, and the shock from such dark and twisted thoughts she felt running through that mind was too much for her to handle.