There's not much more to say at this point. Soon afterward I found myself back at my small tent. Pinkie awoke from beside me. She looked happy. Against everything that had happened to her, she continued to smile. I guess laughter really is a virtue.

It didn't take long for the princess to find me. My spell did have a momentous effect on Equestria. I was startled to see the royal guards storm into my dwelling, followed by the princess's faithful student Twilight Sparkle. I was never on the princess's good side, so circumstances like this had happened many times before.

Usually when I was confronted by her guards, I would cast a distracting spell, or simply teleport away. But I had no will to escape this time. Even if I did, I knew that Twilight would have a protection spell around my tent to prevent me from escaping. The guards forced me to the ground, placing a special collar around my neck countering my magic.

I had no intent to use it. I knew very well what I had done. I knew that if I were free, I would only repeat the damage I had done. If I did, I possibly could not have stopped it again. It was time to stop running. As the guards escorted me out of my shoppe, I looked back to see Pinkie holding Twilight close to her, obviously happy to she her alive again.

The trial was short and just. I had been trialed for the use of black magic, the destruction of countless ponies' lives, and the interference of an Element of Harmony. Because of my willingness to be imprisoned, the princess saw one of her 'banishments' to be inessential. Instead, she merely sent me to the castle's lower dungeon, under the watchful eye of her and her sister.

This is where I have resided; in the dark depths under the glorious city of Canterlot. Most days I would stare out into the sky, reflecting on the pain I had given to many innocent ponies. I would stare down at the land, no longer feeling above it, but as it above me.

Not all of my days were spent wallowing in my self loathing. Once a month, I received a special visitor. It always warmed my heart to see her bouncing in the door. She always sat in the same spot behind the bars. We would spend the next hour or so talking and laughing with one another. She would tell me about her friends and what crazy adventure they had been through during the month.

I still don't understand that mare. I had almost ruined her life and destroyed Equestria, but she still calls herself my friend. I never deserved to have a friend, and I reminded her of that frequently. If the same events had happened to another, they would have gladly watch me rot away in this cell. But not her. She has given me forgiveness that no other pony would be sane to give.

I thank her for that. I really did enjoy her visits. It let me remember that there are good things in this life that overshadow the bad. For a long time, I had been lost in anger, in covetousness. She decided to stop and help me towards the light when others would disregard my existence.

I sit here now with nothing more to lose. She had given me the forgiveness that I never deserved and a friend I could have only wished for. I had spent nearly two thousand years causing pain, when in truth, I was running from my own. My skin has started to shrivel. My age had been accelerating everyday.

Normally, I would cast an age spell the moment I caught a trace of a wrinkle. But now, I think it's time to stop running. I have greatly surpassed my time, and it was time to go. Upon my request, the princess had allowed me to be free of my imprisonment. To allow me one day before my inevitable demise.

Just one more day in this existence. I never expected to see myself so close to death. My entire life I had fled from it, but now I welcome it's eternal embrace. But before I can allow myself to pass on, there is still one thing that I must do. Tomorrow is when Celestia will allow me my freedom from this prison.

What I have decided to do is travel to Ponyville. I have spoken about this to Pinkie. She said it was wonderful that I could spend my last day there with her. I could see an enthusiastic smile spread across her face, and I could tell she was already planning a party in her head. She was excited to have me come to her home and see her friends.

I am glad that all the pain I have caused her has slipped away. In truth, because the spell failed, those events really never happened. Only I and Pinkie had the memories of that horrible existence. To any other pony, those events never transpired.

I'm glad I can spend my final day with some pony who I can call a friend. I guess it truly is better to die happy, then live in fear. As of now, I'm going to need my rest. You've probably never been to one of Pinkie's parties, but from what I understand, it will be fantastic.

Author's Note

Here is the last installment of 'turn left'. Thank you all who have followed through the story and left wonderful reviews of it. I will return soon with some newer works.