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- >you've been in Equestria for a long time
- >time
- >it's a strange word, in a strange world
- >time doesn't go by in Equestria like it does back on Earth
- >magic is a hell of a drug
- >for you, time was fluid
- >effects preceded cause, things often looped or changed
- >it was confusing
- >you would have a conversation with a pony, only to realize that it never happened in this time
- >or that the pony had been dead for years, and you had been talking to him or her in a temporal distortion
- >you felt out of place
- >out of time
- >so you sat in the library, and became its statue
- >you were to the library as books were to shelves
- >sitting in your rocking chair, away from the chaos that was Equestrian life
- >away from ponies that didn't understand you
- >Twilight dealt with you well enough
- >she remembered you from her stories
- >stories you wrote tomorrow, and that she read as a child
- >it felt like she was the only pony you could sit in silence with, and enjoy the memory of the conversation you were going to have the next day
- >she always had something for you
- >new books
- >new stories
- >she was your eyes in the outside world
- >Twilight would canter towards your corner, sit on the rug at your feet, look up into your eyes, and tell you stories
- >tales of friendship, of adventure, of the everyday life
- >tales of her
- >you sat, listening
- >you never wanted it to end
- >you never wanted to nod off, in your chair, only to wake up to the empty library
- >a library with no more life
- >no more stories
- >you never wanted your heart to break, as you remember the wrinkles around her empty eyes
- >how her mane turned gray, how her coat grew dull
- >how cold she was
- >you didn't want to see her, a fresh young filly, saying hello
- >telling you how it's her first day in Ponyville
- >you never wanted to say how you've been here, all along
- >because she asked, on her first day, how long you'd been
- "A thousand years, Twilight,"
- >her bright, twinkling eyes went wide
- "And a thousand more,"
- The end began.
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