Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence

Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence

By Dilectus Noctis

Special thanks to my proofreaders/editors: chasethebrony and Rainbowsoldier94

Disclaimer: I do not own the My Little Pony Friendship is Magic franchise, Hasbro does. The song Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence belongs to Dream Theater.

OVERTURE

The morning came as always, the sky was clear, providing a good day to be outside enjoying the cool wind of spring with your beloved ones or even alone.

But to one pony, this day was just like any other. A day not to be celebrated in any way, just another 24 hours to suffer through. This mare was lying on its couch, carelessly watching the hours pass by.

Her thoughts were scattered and unfocused. She had lived everything that society said a mare would ever need. She had kids, a husband that cared for her, she supposedly had everything.

After the time passed on, she grew tired of having her thoughts flitter from memory to memory. All the different subjects and stresses of times past began to weigh heavily on her heart yet again.

So, she walked to her desk and began to set out the instruments to ease her mind. She removed a quill, an ink bottle and several pieces of paper and sat down at her writing table.

She held the quill with her magic and dove it in the ink, trying to create the first sentences in her head but nothing seemed to outstand in her hazy mind. It was as if the words that she had just decided to put down into the paper had disappeared, leaving no traces to her.

‘Come on… I know I can do it’

Then the words began to flow.

I don’t know exactly why I am writing, and I don’t know if anypony will actually read this anyways. Either way, I need to get these thoughts off my mind. They weigh down my spirit and I don't know how much more I can take...

First of all, my name is Rarity. Ponies describe me as a white coated, purple-maned unicorn. I have three diamonds as my cutie mark, though I gave up on those dreams long ago.

I also used to be a tailor, and even one of the legendary Elements of Harmony. But like all good things, it all came to an end years ago. I can’t deny that I had some good times throughout my life. I had some wonderful friends… but one by one they went away, faded into only memories. No, they’re not dead... they’re just somewhere else, far away from me and my life…

Rarity finished the last sentence with a melancholy sigh. She looked through the open window at the beautiful day outside. To any other pony it would be absolutely perfect, but not to her.

She sighed and looked back on her writing. The words were plainly filled with sorrow and tinged with regret. The ellipsis at the end of her last sentence almost begging for her to continue writing.

‘Why am I doing this anyway?’ she thought while vacantly staring at the off-white ceiling wondering if it was going to give her any answers.

She looked back to the paper, trying to sort her feelings to be able to continue her writing.

“Yes, now I think know why I am writing this. Maybe it’s just better to write all of you down onto this paper, so that I don’t have to keep it in my mind any longer…” she whispered to herself.

Rarity had reached the point of no return; once she wrote down these memories, maybe her family could begin to understand what was wrong with her. After all her years of happiness and hardships, what’s better to give to your family than your own memories?

And so she began to write once more...