Forging Hope

ForgingHope

By Marching Thunder

Prologue

Dragon Lands

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Within a large cave, an old, stiff unicorn mare slowly worked towards a desk against the wall. Her head was still held high though, a sense of purpose clear in her movements as she went along. Her coat was a faded, slightly white lavender that still held a slight sheen in the low light. Her mane was faded as well, long past it's prime of dark indigo with a pink stripe, now it was a grayish blue with a white-pink stripe. On her flank though was her cutie mark, one six pointed star atop another then surrounded by five smaller six pointed star, still as vivid as the day it had appeared so many decades ago.

With a measured pace, one likely brought about by the passing of time, the mare withdrew a scroll, ink, and quill from the desk and began to write.

Dear Princess Celestia,

I am sending you what will likely be my last letter, and sadly I doubt I will still be here for your reply so thus I want to pass onto you and Luna everything I have learned along with what you might consider my legacy. Doctor Whooves has also been around a great deal more than usual and has hardly left me, leading me to believe he knows what is coming.

Thus I am sending you the attached box which I pray shall never see the light of your day or the darkness of Luna's night. However, I fear that it will eventually be needed and so I send it to you with the instructions to give it to the most appropriate unicorn you can find when the time comes, be they an Element bearer or not.

In connection with the former for reasons I will establish shortly, I urge you, Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna to begin strengthening the Elements of Harmony. Use any excess strength you two have to augment their power, urge them to take on a form where they can help protect their wielders and increase their strength.

Now I arrive at the heart of the matter concerning this letter. When I last wrote I had told of my explorations into the fields of scrying and predictions. With added knowledge from the dragons here in their lands I have made great and insightful leaps of knowledge about the coming decades and centuries. What I found was disturbing. I saw Equestria sliding into war in the far future. The war was against both dragons and griffins, though I saw members of both groups fighting alongside ponies.

What truly worried me was that as I scryed, I became aware that something was deeply wrong and there was some force within the visions I saw. At that point, whatever I was feeling within the visions began blocking my magic. All of my further attempts to scry into the future were blocked as well, I leave it to you, my Princess to realize what it means for something to block my magic.

In conclusion Princess Celestia, please do everything you can to prepare, quietly if you can for what I have seen.

Spike will deliver this letter and the box to you in person. I can't leave things up to chance, so I want them to go from my hooves, to his scales, to your hooves without chance of interception.

Your ever faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle

P.S.

Doctor Whooves will take me to Ponyvillie to join the rest when the time comes, and he'll let you know when it happens.

Thank you, for everything.

With the letter finished, Twilight sealed the scroll and laid several powerful enchantments on it and the box mentioned in the letter, ensuring only one of the two Princesses could open either of them.

Sighing tiredly, she took the two items in her magic and roused her dragon companion from his slumber. Once Spike was awake she gave him the letter and box and told him to deliver it personally to the Princesses and not to give up the items to anyone but Celestia or Luna, and only if something bad happened could he send them via Dragon Fire.

Spike was off, she watched him disappear as the sun descend closer and closer to the horizon. After the sun had finally set and she had taken the time to observe the entirety of the night sky including the beauty of the moon, Twilight retired to her bed inside and laid down to sleep.

And so she slept forever more.