Trinity of Time: Fate and Change

by SulliedInk

Scene 3 Act 1 Part 1 (Disconnection)

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"Listen to my voice..." Huh? Who's there? "I know you have many questions, but please..." Wha... How... Can you read my mind? "I'm trying to communicate with you from the other side." Other side... Are you... dead? "... I prefer not to think about it this way... It has been far too long since there was an Element of Harmony." Element of Harmony?! I... I thought they were only legends! "No, they were real for a time. After that, things changed. All this should not have ever happened. Those blasphemous plans should have remained no more than radical ideas, concealed far beyond the reaches of equestrian hooves. All of this... I can't believe it was one of us that ended us." What do you mean?! I'm so confused. My head still hurts...

At last, I gathered enough strength to try and open my eyes. I was in some sort of room. "You are inside the Element of Magic." What?! "Because of her... She was not worthy of me, and I should have known. The stench of lavender has poisoned the purity behind such a beautiful, priceless gem." What are you talking about? "If she had not written down her wild fantasies, then you wouldn't have to live like this. You wouldn't feel the rage and betrayal of ignoring countless centuries of history. You wouldn't have these despicable wings of steel. You, and everypony else would be normal; just the way you always wanted it to be."

I immediately understood the meaning behind her words; she was talking about the Declaration of Liberty and Equality of Equestria. It was written centuries ago, and signed by the greedy, selfish, and jealous citizens of our society. They were tired of oppression, and soon gathered large armed followings on permanent standby, in hopes of crushing any and all resistance. When I look back at their actions now, I see nothing but irrational demands, complete and utter heresy against nature's gift of life, all of which stem from the horrid interpretation of a single literary work, which long ago captured the attention of millions. Wait... Literary work...

"Her name. Tell me her name!" I demanded. The bright silhouette emitted no response. Finally, the spirit answered, her essence swaying to an absent breeze. "She is not worthy of a name anymore. However, at one point in time, I believe mortals referred to this mare as Lavender." Strange... This name seems so familiar. "She was rightfully, and properly judged just years after writing her one-hit wonder. We made sure she suffered for her sins." I jumped up startled, my eyes expressing a mixture of horror and surprise.

"What did you ponies do to her?!" I saw a smirk appear on her featureless face. "What did you do?!" A familiar voice was heard afar. "And to think she wanted to follow in my footsteps. How pitiful... Truly, it was only appropriate for a distraught sinner like her to die at the hooves of the one she admired." At first, the spirit and the voice chuckled. However, just moments later, they burst out in a dreadful, and maniacal laughter. I tried running, but of no use. I looked down at myself, and saw nothing. And then, there was no sound. After that, I couldn't feel the solid ground beneath me. Then, the images I saw fragmented before my very eyes, each frame recreating itself into a bloody, distorted mosaic. The creature-like thing came at me, its large, steel jaws clenching over my being. I stood powerless against the beast, and I watched it close its jaws over my body, or where it should have been at least.

I woke up suddenly, panting, still running for my dear life, all covered in sweat and tears.

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