Sunset

The darkness felt like it was getting darker, deeper into every crevice and into every heart. Ponies were giving up, too tired to fight anymore. They succumbed to the darkness, to become a slave or the darkness, a puppet. Exhaustion led to darkness, darkness led to death.

But Goldie and her team of battle surgeons and Nurses didn’t let that get to them. They stayed strong and fought the darkness, hoof on hoof.

They fought, not on the battlefields, but in a surgical tent. They fought not for a country.

But for a single pony, lying on a table, bleeding profusely as life was leaving her body.

It was the ponies job in that tent to save this strange ponies life, and help her fight the darkness that surrounded the tent, ready to close in and consume the pony and lead her to death.

Goldie worked hard, sweat coating her yellow coat, and soaking her magenta hair. Tool by tool was passed to her, helping her clamp blood vessels and ligate bones and repair muscles. The bleeding kept on, and Goldie would put her hooves onto the wound, preventing blood to get out. She pushed on the wound and put all her effort into stopping the flow of blood and fixing this pony. Tool by tool passed through her hooves, and she did everything. She pulled that pony from the darkness.

And soon, all the bleeding stopped, and the nub of was a wing used to be, was closed up and safe from infection. A unicorn nurse put a spell over the nub, one that would make sure nothing got into the wound.

That team of surgeons and nurses fought to pull a pony from the darkness, battling with scalpels, forceps, and clamps. And they won. _/(.c.)\_ (Hand-stand)

Goldenrod pulled off her partner's gloves, as her partner, a blank flanked unicorn named Silver Scope, used his blue magic to pull off Goldenrod’s. Even know it was battle, sterilizing and cleaning tactics tried to stay the same as ones at normal hospitals.

Silver Scope looked at Goldenrod and noticed something seemed off about her. Scope, the sweet colt he was, decided to ask Goldenrod what was eating at her.

“Mrs. Sugar. May I ask a question?” Silver Scope asked, trotting to Goldenrod’s side.

Goldenrod looked at him, and smiled a little, “Sure, Go ahead,”

“Ma'am, what’s… bothering you?” Silver Scope asked, a bit shyly. Goldenrod looked at him and smiled as a few tears fell down her golden face.

“I… I… lost him.” She said, trying to hide her face from Silver Scope. He put a hoof on her side, in a calming manner, and asked, “Who?”

“Brownie Button! That's who! The stallion of my life!” Goldenrod said, tears streaming down her face as she looked in the direction of Ponyville and yelled out her answer.

Silver Scope was shocked by Goldenrods loud, angry voice. He was used to Goldenrod’s normally sweet, but commanding voice. He backed up a little from the distressed mare. He took a breath, breathing in the dry, dusty air, and sighed.

“I don’t really know what I can do to help you, but,” Silver Scope smiled a little. Goldie smiled and knew what he was going to do.

“Darkness rises, from the crevices of the soul, blacker than miners coal.” Silver Scope sang, soulfully. Goldie noticed that the sky around them started to be a little bit darker.

A smile then spread across Scope’s face, and a small burst of light filled his eyes.

“But the sunshine in your heart takes down all the dark! You’ve at least got hope and joy, and peace fills your mind!” Scope sang, trotting around Goldie.

“But darkness rises, inside my soul…” Goldie said with a mourning tone. Scope looked at her and lifted her dipped head with his grey hoof.

“But in the light, in the dark, you will shine through it all.” Silver Scope sang to Goldie, who started to smile.

“Cause when it all falls down in the land, you’re the one who raises it back up!” Scope sang, as some sort of light seemed to fight thru the clouds, and revealed a patch of light. The light fell on Goldie who was standing open-mouthed at it all.

“The light of the heart is what lights up the sky!” Goldie sang, soaking in the sunshine. It felt like a breath of fresh air, seeming the colors around her again.

“Scoping out the light, in our hearts and of the sky, we’ll be fine, in the rain and shine!” Silver Scope sang. Just then, the light of the sky pinpointed on Silver Scopes blank flank, and it seemed to shimmer. The light then formed a shape, and then expanded off his flanks and turned back into the gap from the clouds. Goldie looked at his flank and gasped.

A silver and blue stethoscope was on his hip, with music notes at the end of it. It fit him perfectly.

“We’ll be fine! I’m the rain and the shine!” Both of the ponies sang happily as the light seemed to get wider and wider.

The light-filled everything, bringing new life to the camp. Nurses and other ponies came out of the tents and gasped at the light. An opening in the clouds seemed to span through the entire camp, illuminating everything.

“We’ll be fine! I’m the rain and the shine!”