I just admitted to the girl that I like that I loved her, and apologized if it made her uncomfortable and that I hoped it wouldn’t ruin our friendship… Then she brought up that we barely even know eachother as we met online (three years ago) … I must be such a freak. I don’t deserve someone like her. I don’t even know her name…
If you are seeing this, dear reader, then I am long since dead.
I lived in a world quite possibly much like your own. Peaceful, calm and so ill prepared... Should you think of proceeding any further, please take this missive to your lords and/or ladys in power, for should this go unheeded, your world will surely fall. Just as the civilizations before us, we failed to see the signs, and it doomed us all.
But before I can tell you how to stop such a foe, I must first tell you how I became aware of it in the first place, lest you be lead astray and waste precious time.
My name is Dusk Shine, and it all started one fateful night, days before my first encounter with the Nightmare.
At the time, my land was known as Equestria, a nation filled many with diverse races and magic abundant. It's name and culture may seem funny to some, considering it was mostly populated by humans, but other places probably were not home to magical talking ponies at one point, but when your rulers have lived for millenias at a time, you tend to believe in the strange stuff they have seen. But I digress...
There were three sub-races of human living there, each with their own unique powers and abilities, all of which are based on culture far preceding out own, a culture that had only just enough time to pass on it's knowledge to us before it vanished overnight...
The first are of 'Earth', rugged and strong. They are the most grounded of the three, with a deep connection to nature, giving them great strength and tenacity to boot.
The second race couldn't be any further from them, the 'Pegasi', with their ability to sprout wings and take flight at a moments notice. They can walk on and manipulate clouds with a simple touch and wield the weather in their hands.
The third race, of which I come from, are the 'Unicorns', who are born with a gem embedded in their foreheads, who size and shape resemble that of the fabled horned- Horses...
Unlike the other races, we can manipulated the magic around and within us to preform many magical feats, such as teleportation, enchantments, shields, and energy blasts, all with a few hand gestures, a few magic words, or so much as a thought if one is creative enough.
Naturally, our races disputed over which one was better, and harsh words eventually lead to all out war, a war that spanned for many years, spreading a great and terrible darkness and hatred across the land. Such pain and misery awoke a great and terrible threat, one that threatened to blanket the world in eternal rest. With no other option, the races banded together and beat back their new foe, forging a new treaty that lead to a time of peace and prosperity, but such evils in the world do not completely fade, they merely take on different forms. A Nightmare to behold, that great and abominable force came back again and again, each time wearing a new face, and even as a I write this, I fear it is drawing near...
It was a dark day in the Everfree Forest, more so than usual. The Tree of Harmony glowing weakly behind a lone human as her wings faded away, the girl's indigo hair hanging loosely over her face as she knelt over, barely hiding the bright glow of the lavender gem on her forehead. The young Alicorn, a rare sight to behold that had the power of all three races, clutched her gut as she nearly collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. She gave a sigh of relief as she looked around, "I think... I lost it..."
Turning her attention to the Tree, she gasped as the glow began to dim, almost flickering out, "No! Hang on girls, I won't let it end like this..."
Just as she reached out to touch it, a sickening laugh rang out, breaking he train of thought. Spinning around, she eyed it's source, her face turning from a look of concern to a dark scowl, "Twilight Sparkle... Still clinging to hope where there is none..."
A dark Mage chuckled softly as its ebony wings faded behind them, their midnight black ethereal hair pulling away to reveal a familiar face. A pale rose haired girl was in its grasp, struggling against the grip on her neck, whose gaze was quickly drawn to the Alicorn by the tree. She choked weakly, almost inaudibly, "T-twilight... Don't give up..."
The Mage smiled wickedly as their grip on the girl's neck tightened, "What's the matter Twilight? Too scared to say anything to your friend?"
The young Alicorn scowled as she sprouted wings as she took off in a sprint, quickly taking to the air at high speed, "Let her go Nightmare!"
It sighed as it tossed the girl at the rushing Alicorn, who was barely able to stop herself in time to catch her friend, "As you wish... She always was the kindest, but now she too will embrace sleep eternal, as will you and your other friends... It is inevitable."
Twilight looked down at her friend, concerned as she closed her eyes, going limp in her arms, "Flutters..."
"I grow tired of this..."
A bright light engulfed them as all as a small cry was heard, the voice of a child...
"Dusk! Come on, it's time to wake up. The Princess wants to see you."
A young man's eyes creaked open with a groan, his lavender gem glimmering slightly as he shook the sleep from his eyes. Sitting up, the blanket that covered him fell down exposing his chest, he gazed out the window at the rising sun and said, "Another dream about her... Twilight Sparkle..."