Shifting Perspective: 2 (A Dream, Remembered.)

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Into the Fire

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”My Queen..” I intone, reverently; “You have a Mission for me?” I inquire, with a slight hint of a quiver of fear to my voice.

“Yes, Anna!” she points out; “I do have a mission for you, one I believe you should be qualified to perform!” she supplies.

“It will be done..” I proclaim; “I will carry out your will!” I conclude.

“I need you to infiltrate the Castle of Friendship in Ponyville, belonging to Twilight Sparkle!” she explains.

“Yes, my Queen!” I confirm.

“I need you to find what secrets lie hidden in her Castle..” she instructs me; “Search high and low, leave no stone unturned; find everything, before you return to the Hive and report your findings!” she explains.

“Yes, my Queen..” I respond; “your will be done!” I confirm.

“Tell no one..” she demands; “her Castle is easy to find, just follow the radiance of the Crystal Spire!” she points out.

“Next to the forest of Everfree, I will find Ponyville and the Castle of Friendship!” I declare.

“Now, make haste..” she urges; "begone, until you have the secrets I desire!” she concludes, making it utterly clear I am to leave.

On her Command; I scurry out of her presence, making haste to leave the Hive in quiet solitude. I stay low, out of site.

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Finding Ponyville had proving exceedingly easy, next to the forest of Everfree; just as she had told me. What had I been expecting? The forest of Everfree stands out, like a sore hoof, after all.

Finding the Castle of Friendship, at the outskirts of the village of Ponyville, had been just as easy. This isn’t due to the quality of the instructions she had given me, or the preciseness of her descriptions; there simply is no way of mistaking the forest of Everfree, the village of Ponyville or the Castle of Friendship. These are natural landmarks, as recognizable as the capital itself, at the peak of the mountain of Canter Horn.

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I had ended up, landing near the outskirts of the village, slowly trotting up to the monumental Crystalline Castle of Friendship. It had been a challenge, in a very different way; I could not be seen, or leave a sign of my presence. All per the instructions I had been given, and she had been exceedingly clear on this part. Whatever her reasons and reasoning, I had not asked her, for clarification.

I had simply taken the one instruction to heart, I made myself scares and left first chance I had been given.

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In the end, I trot up to the Castle. I stop, a few times; making sure I have my bearings, keeping out of the light without making myself conspicuous.

The castle is abandoned, or so it would appear.

I almost got lost, several times. I believe, I may even have gotten lost, once or twice. The castle is huge, inside; but this is not a changeling Hive, but a Pony Castle. Cold floors, and long halls like you could not believe.

And here I had thought, Changeling Hives were hard to navigate; obviously, I had been mistaken.

In this castle, one could be lost for days; none ever finding you, whatever you did in order to be found and escape.

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I inevitably did find the Throne Room, what had I been expecting. The Throne Room had wanted to be found, and guided me there with less than subtle means. Or, so it would seem to me.

Once I reach the Throne Room, I open the door and step in.

Only to find some Pony sitting in the throne. It isn’t Twilight Sparkle; even if I could have sworn it was her, if not for the one detail. She is translucent, even though I can clearly see her. She feels like a Spirit, a Ghost.

She is looking at me, as I step in; smiling at me, as if I had been a dear invited friend. Was I?

I am stunned, shocked and surprised. How else could I have reacted? I am baffled, lost for words.

“Greetings, dear Anna!” she exclaims, as she lays eyes upon me.

“Greetings..” I respond, no name or identity to tie to my greetings; yet, I had to greet her in the spirit she had just greeted me.

“I am the Spirit of Harmony..” she explains; “but alas, just call me Twilight!” she supplies; “It will make it all so much easier; I hate the stuffy formalities just as much as Princess Twilight Sparkle herself, too!” she concludes.

“Twilight?” I inquire.

“I could just as well reveal myself, to you at this point..” she points out; “it isn’t, as if you will be around to spill my beans!” she explains.

“Then you will spill my beans?” I inquire; “have me disappear, or die?” I surmise.

“Your mission has just become extended..” she explains; “but you will not be required to report to me, or your former Queen!” she explains.

“What?” I exclaim.

“I don’t need the information; you may come across, where you are about to end up..” she points out; “I care for but the one thing..” she supplies; “Harmony!” she pushes forth.

“So, I will be bringing Harmony; to where I will be ending up?” I inquire; “Or, is my disappearance bringing Harmony to the Ponies, or my (former) Hive?” I conclude.

“You found the secret..” she supplies; “and you will be genuinely loved, where you are going..” she explains; “as opposed, to where you were just departing from!” she concludes.

First now: I notice, realize; the room is growing brighter, as the radiance of the magic emanating from the table in the middle of the room. Soon; everything is blinding, glowing so bright it is hurting my eyes.

Everything is blinding white. The light is overwhelming. Everything is a bright purple, the colour of the Pony I had come to investigate.

The irony, of it all.

It’s stunning. Sickening.

The room is fading away, fading into nothing. I am being fazed out.

As the light is fading, I soon realize; I am no longer in the Castle. I am no longer in Ponyville.

I am in a for me, very unfamiliar location. (In the bed, belonging to a girl.. {A Human})

I panic, frantically scanning the room for a shape I can claim as my disguise.

The form, guise I claim for my own; the full-body Latex Cat-Suit, she is loving so highly.

The irony. It is staggering. My mind is reeling. Yet, there is no escape

I am a full-body Latex Cat-suit, resting on her bed. Where my head should have been, is comfortably resting on her pillow.

The next moment, she is stepping into the room; my fate is sealed, I can no longer escape.

Escape? Why would I want to escape? She is feeding me all the Love my form could possibly absorb. I can’t even prevent the Love from flooding me, as much as I may have wanted to.

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A New Day

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Pass: - "Faux Pas" Confirmed..