Consciousness.

My vision was coming to an end,and my body was shutting down. I was exhausted. I really hoped they heard me, because I didn't think I would have enough left in me to go on. As my eyes closed shut I faintly heard hooves charging to me. I slipped out of consciousness

I felt like i had Awoken from a deep slumber. But I didn't feel awake, I felt out of my body. I was a specter, a phantom of sorts. I looked down at my body, because I felt like I was floating. I truly was. My body was just lying there lifeless in a sort. I knew I wasn't dead, but I didn't know how Alive I was. How much time I had left. The slur of voices came ringing. They seemed panic, I think they heard me. Rushed hooves charged closer and closer to my body.

In a couple of seconds they arrived at the scene, mortified by my appearance. I looked like shit, and I could see that a lot of the wounds I had gotten from the accident were appearing on my body. They tried waking me, but I was well out of it. They tried to identify me, but they had no chance. I was nameless, a ghost in the system of sorts. The words they spoke to each other were almost undefinable. I tried making out what they were saying but It was damn near impossible.
Moments later one of the ponies who I still couldn't tell which one they were starting running away.
" No no no come back!" I screamed!

She didn't, and that put me back in my place. My place as a spectral pony. She couldn't hear me, I was in another world of sorts, a different place than she was. I looked back at the pony at my side. She was frantically trying to do whatever she could to wake me. I chuckled a little bit due to the other pony trying to wake me up. I knew I wouldn't be able to. But gladly I accepted her help.

I noticed she took a glance at my cutie mark. We both said what it was in unison, both questioning why.

"The vetruvian man?" We questioned.

The pony looked mortified and in a sense, excited. Now she just sat there waiting trying everything she could.She tried to use magic to wake me, but still nothing. She was giving up at trying to wake me but she tried one more spell, and it brought me to consciousness.

"Hello please wake up!" She yelled.

" I'm... I'm awake." I stammered.

"I'm here to help you the best as I can. Now your pulse is low, it seems like you lost a lot of blood." She explained.

"I dot think I can st...stay awake much longer." I spoke softly

"No you have to stay with me, you have to stay awa..." She spoke fading every word.

I lost consciousness again. Appearing out of my body was a natural thing I assumed due to the fact I was back out. I stared into the pony's sad eyes, as she figured I was In a lot of pain. I really was in human form, for but in the form I appeared in now, I felt nothing. Nothingness consumed me. I was just a ghost. We both waited, waited for something that she knew, and something that I was uninformed of.

Time elapsed, I wasn't sure how long, but in the place I was in it felt like an eternity. But out of no where I started to feel tired even in the spectral form I was in. My omniscient eyesight was becoming blurry. Was I true my dying right there. The pony knew that something was going wrong because she put her ear to my chest. Suddenly she sprang up and started yelling. The sounds faded a little but the sound of marching hooves took over. These hooves got closer and closer but I had no time left. No time it seemed. After all of the time that had elapsed, this is nearing the end. My sight worsened as the galloping came closer. My time has run down to its near end.
My vision was running dry, I couldn't make out much, trees became blurs, the pony became a figure. My hope was fading, soon to become a fragment broken off from my soul. I couldn't let something like this end me. Even if I was just a pony, I couldn't let something like this ruin me. I was once just a human, calm, normally peaceful (couple of times I've had to step up and fight) kind hearted, and wouldn't do anything wrong to the people I loved. The pony's were entirely the same way, except everypony cared for everypony no matter who you were.

Thinking about this all, it reminded me that we are similar in a way in the fact of kindness, friendship, love. We are the same. I wanted to be able to experience this, but I didn't have enough time. Time. It entered my mind. Every single thought I created had something to do with time. As I faded to my last seconds of consciousness I finally saw what had been galloping. Five ponies came to help in whatever way the could. But the time I was given had ran out.

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