Broken Minds and Healing Hearts

Twilight sat alone in her cold dark cell. It wasn't always dark of course but it was currently night at least she assumed it was night and therefore all the lights were off and this far down in the dungeons no heating was available for prisoners no matter what their status used to be. She squeezed her wings against her as tightly as she could to conserve warmth and wrapped her arms around herself. She’d been in this cell for- she had lost count but the longer she stayed the colder it seemed to get. Perhaps they were trying to freeze her to death for her supposed crimes.

*Flashback*

“For the murder of no less than twelve innocent ponies you are hereby sentenced to two hundred years imprisonment,” The Princess of the Sun, Celestia said coldly. “Perhaps then you will see the error of your ways and be able to confess to your wrong doings.”

“Please,” cried the newly crowned princess. “I didn’t kill anyone. You have to believe me. You know me.”

*End Flashback*

A shiver ran down her spine. A meal was brought every once in a while. She had lost track of time rather quickly with nothing to do or occupy her mind with. No matter how many times someone brought food, every time she tried to talk to them they refused to answer. After a few meals were delivered and they hadn’t responded to her she had started refusing to eat. It hadn’t gotten her a response they simply took the food away. If she didn’t have the tray on the flap when they arrived then she didn’t get a meal until it was returned. She found herself getting hungry far less often and simply laid on the lumpy bed in the cell aimlessly waiting for time to pass.