When it comes to taking risks, Twilight is definitely the type of pony you'd expect to think things through before coming to a decision- albeit a little TOO much. However, when it comes to some things like love, sometimes you only get one chance and one opportunity to take it.

For two hundred years, Twilight thought she had lost that one chance forever with the passing of a unicorn, a white one with a royal-purple mane.

For two hundred years, Twilight has mourned all of her friends as well as a risk not taken.

For two hundred years, Twilight never expected a second chance.

That is exactly what she got!

NOTE: This is a story I've been working on for YEARS, literally since BEFORE I joined back at the end of 2016. Rated teen because I'm a paranoid writer, and the only warning I have for you is: Rarilight/Raritwi. If it is not your OTP, or you simply do not fancy it, you may leave it be if you want. However, I encourage reading because I always appreciate feedback on my writing ability.