Temptations

It was neither demon from the plains of hell, nor an angel from the kingdom of heaven. It was tall and grand but at the same moment terrifying, the perverted image of a living being.

The entity opened its eyes, neither hate nor wickedness was visible in them. Turning towards Twilight it asked a single question.

"Who calls to me?"

It gazed down expecting an answer. Twilight was nearly frozen in fear but forced out her answer.

"I’m Twilight Sparkle. I’m the personal protégée of Princess Celestia, the countess of Canterlot and benevolent ruler of Equestria."

“I have no interest in your petty names and titles. They are boring me. Tell me who you really are” the apparition declared.

Twilight was confused and answered again “I’m Twilight Sparkle, Head of Canterlot University.”

The entity remained silent.

"I summoned you to obtain your enlightenment."

Finally the thing before her retorted.

"And why should I share it with you, Twilight?"

He spoke her name more like curse rather than a name. To her this seemed like it just hated names; this was stressed by the fact that the thing had never told her its name.

"Because we could learn from each other. Because we both strive for knowledge at the bottom of our souls."

The captivating abomination began to laugh like a madmare.

"Oh silly mortal, silly Twilight. No matter how high you think of yourself, you’re just as simple minded as the rest of your pony folks. You compare yourself with something like me.

I remain the same, untouched by the ever changing world. I soak every aspect of live. I spark love and hate, things you would never understand from your books. Some people see me as trickster or as jester but I’m neither of both.

I am the embodiment of chaos, where everything came from and someday everything will go."

With this last words spoken he vanished.

Exhausted and despaired Twilight laid down on the floor saying to herself.

"Where do I belong, rejected by both mortals and immortals. I want to belong to both. I want to join in the songs and laughter of the normal ponies but I also want to discern the truth behind this life."

With this in mind she drifted off into a sleep. In her dreams she stood in a field of light but the darkness was lurking on its edge, hungry and waiting.

Drenched in sweat Twilight awoke. It was just before the break of dawn.

She walked back over the old carpet, head hanging low full of dark thoughts, towards a shelf were a single goblet stood. In it she had prepared a drink with whom she would drift off in a dreamless sleep, for all eternity.