Cold shivers up a lonely shadow as it crawls through the night. The sun had long sense set and the air is chilled from it’s absents. The silhouette wishes to just see her one last time. Selfish it may be, but it couldn’t help it self but to look just one more time. The shadow slips inside the tall standing castle, pulled by a need Itt finds what it wants. Who it wants.
The door appeared so large to it, the silhouette stared at the piece of wood that blocked it from its goal. It was terrified to see her, for she knew not of what or who it was. With pain in its chest it entered the room and a wave of bliss engulfed its being.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. It is now dusk, I stand here just a husk. There you lay, resting from you’re play. I am just a shadow you do not remember, and that, for good reason. I’ve made plenty of mistakes in my existence. But not you.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. To this day I still love you and miss you deeply. I love you so and wish I did not have to live without you. The look of your sleeping visage melts my very being. Makes me remember what my heart felt like while I still had one. I look at myself in the mirror you have with pictures of your friends sprayed about on it. Just a shadow.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. I do not come here to cause harm or bring bad tidings. I still remember how you felt. The way I would hold you, the way I would feel happy around you. The way I would love you. You would argue with me; how stubborn I was. I always thought I know what was right. I still regret what happened, but I knew there was no other choice. I had to go, I had to leave. Or things would be worse. Things would have been so much worse…
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. I did all I could, I tried my best and that still was not enough. I believe I failed and only delayed what is to come. Shatttered. Pieces. Fractions. I look at all of your friends, how all of you grew so close. That bond you share. Starlight is such a gem, a fine student for an amazing teacher.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. You know not of who I am, but I will sit here and watch you. I will do what I can, even if I must die. But I don’t want to leave. My obsession is what brought me here. A fire that burns inside of me, a fire that burns me asunder. That is why I came. I could not help but come. My obsession for you was too much. But, if I wish for you to be well.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. I remember you friends, how they love you so much. You are a piece of them that they cherish. You cherish them all, you work so hard for them. You the princess of friendship, stood against every trial without backing down. You save the world too many times to count. You rescued forgot hearos from a demise they thought they could not escape from. You have over come so much, yet your journey has been so short.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. I can hear the clock ticking, I will have to leave soon, but I wish not to. I wish not to leave your side again. I wish not to abandon you like I had before. I wish to stay here with you forever. But I know I must go. There is much work to be done. The others will be angry if I fade.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. Please Twilight I wish you remembered me, what we been through all that we did. The moments we shared, I still remember how we met. Or should I say, wish I remembered. As the days go on, I can feel my memory fading. But you I will never forget. Your memory will never forgo my mind. But I fear if we are not quick enough, we will fade.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. I must say goodbye, yet goodbye is so hard to say. I miss you Twilight. You’re a voice inside my head I can’t let escape. Please just let me remember you. Let me have that Twilight. Just one selfish act is all I ask. The memory of you is all I wish for.
Please don’t think ill of me Twilight. Sleep easy and rest well. You may be a princess to the world, but you’re my queen. A jewel to be praised and loved. Please be safe, please be safe.
The shadow leaves just as it came, silently slipping back into the darkness it left the sleeping princess to her lonesome. She began to mumble as if something had stirred her. Her ramble had aroused her faithful assistant, stirring him from his slumber. Confused he looked to see if anything was amiss.
He found a red feather and a sheet of paper in front of her door. He opened the folded piece of paper and saw it was blank. The quill was wet with ink, but nothing was written. He checks quickly on his friend and saw everything was fine. She was sleeping peacefully. Spink shrugged and headed back to bed.
Shattered is what we can become from the toils of our life. Piece by piece we pick ourselves back up and move on. Caring each piece with as much care as we can. But we can only hold onto so much. We lean on others and they become part of us. They give us strength and we help one another. Remember that it’s not a weakness to ask for help. But it take great strength to ask for help. I hope you get something from this reader. For a piece of me couldn’t help but wonder into a place it had once felt secure. Obsession can be dangerous, but you can learn to control it.
Piece acquired: Love
