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                          Unnamed                          
                       -by Tzanthor-                       
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                          Arrival                          
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Arrival
The void is infinite. I see pure white light, smell nothing, I can still feel my body although there is no physical evidence that it still exists. I don’t know how long I have been here. There is no way to measure the time.
Suddenly a sound starts to appear, a quite chattering, getting louder.
‘but..princess if I don’t write you letters anymore, then how will you teach me?’ a voice speaks
‘Twilight, I want you to live your life! You have become so much more than you were when you were living here-‘ the voice cuts off, ‘there…there is a strange magical presence in the room…stand back’
The whiteness seems to clarify. The voice must be talking about me. Well it’s not wrong. Something strange is defiantly going on.
Suddenly I appear. The white recedes and I stare into a pair of bright pink eyes. They regard me with confusion.
‘Wh-what? Who are you?’ the mouth attached to the eyes says,
I look up at a four legged, honest to god pony with wings and horn and all, its mane blowing in invisible wind. A crown is perched upon its head, a large necklace around its neck. I force myself to form words;
‘I…you’re a…where the hell am I?’
I look around in confusion. The room is massive, large white columns and a high ceiling, with a broad crimson carpet running up to an elegant throne where the pony is seated. Behind me there is a smaller horned pony, a unicorn I suppose.
‘Well’ says the large white one to the small purple one, ‘Looks like we’ve found something for you to study.’