Spirit Waker

Within the mindset of the being once known as Twilight, a light flickered before bursting into being as a young looking alicorn of purple and magenta coloring. She seems startles by the sudden shift in her presence before nervously wondering if she had let Celstia consume her in her hate.

“No! No no no! I was so close! I gotta do something quick before.... Celestia..?”

Before Twilight was the form of Celstia, no longer bound to a ball of yellow light, but in the form of her prime. Pristine white and seemingly glowing with health. The stragestbpart of seeing her though was that she was bound and gagged like a hogtied, well, hog.

“Wait... If you're here than?”

Celestial rolls her eyes unable to answer the question in the first place.

“Hmmm. I know I should, but since I doubt either one of us are going anywhere, I prefer you like this for the meantime.”

Celestia glares daggers before attempting to wiggle herself free. Celestia would show her what for if it was the last thing she would do!

Twilight can't help but giggle at her futile attempts before sighing feeling more akin to peace for once. It might not be the way she wanted to end, but she was satisfied with the results that had been produced.