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RogerDodger
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Dream Awake
It burns.
How it burns us.
The sacred stones, our friends-now-foes—they scald our flesh, sear our bones. Stripping our magic, so formidable, so unmatched in sheer power, now so useless as a teardrop on the sun. Our screams, muted. Our ears, ruptured. The agony, oh, this exquisite agony…
We want this to be over. For the torment to end. How are we still standing, still alive, still conscious through this blazing baptism? We endured a thousand years of isolation, and we would do so again if this could all go away.
The stars will aid in her escape—
Take us back to prison!
And she will bring about nighttime eternal—
We don’t want this anymore! We writhe and twitch and scream and thrash our head and plead for time to speed up and for our torment to just end already why is it still burning?
You planned this all, Celestia. Treacherous light lover! Bane to shadows and darkness! They worship the sun, yet we burn in its rays. So we sought out the dark, so we sought out the shade.
This is your end, Nightmare. I hear the calling. We are not one anymore. They will free me.
Another ribbon slashing our soul. We're screaming again, so loud, so unheard by all. We're in a black hole. Inescapable.
It’s all worth it, Nightmare. I’ll embrace all the pain. It’s time to face all my fears. I’ve had enough of this game.
No! We are one and true forever. You are mine—they will not take you from me!
I hear the calling. They say to wake up from the nightmare, and become the dream.
For one second—
Wake up from the nightmare, and become the dream.
There’s a bright light… it’s blinding. It’s right in front of my eyes.
Wake up from the nightmare… because I am the dream. Her dream. Her most powerful wish.
Please just stop!
Nightmare? Are you there?
“Wake up from the nightmare.”
She is gone. She is actually gone.
The sacred gems, my foes-now-friends, beckon to me. They glow, six different colours. They coalesce and converge upon my diminished body. My power has been stripped away… but…
“And become the dream.”
I’m looking up at the sky. With the stars in my eyes, I’m alive, and I see now that life was my dream all along. My stars. My world. My people. My home. My everything.
Life cannot thrive in darkness. My sister knew this. If only I could have seen the light for myself. But I do now.
Celestia, Arcturus, Sirius, Castor, Pollux, Elements… thank you all.
“Princess Luna!”
My sight turns to my surroundings. My hooves give way, as a newborn’s would, and I collapse to the floor. A hard, stone floor. A familiar floor, in a familiar room.
With six old friends. Dreams made into flesh; six fresh, unfamiliar faces. They have seen the dream for themselves. Finally, I see it as well—in the form of a white body, brimming golden eyes, and a smile that belongs to both destroyer and creator.
I’ve woken up. Her dream has ended.
Now, my dream can begin.
“I’m so sorry!”
How it burns us.
The sacred stones, our friends-now-foes—they scald our flesh, sear our bones. Stripping our magic, so formidable, so unmatched in sheer power, now so useless as a teardrop on the sun. Our screams, muted. Our ears, ruptured. The agony, oh, this exquisite agony…
We want this to be over. For the torment to end. How are we still standing, still alive, still conscious through this blazing baptism? We endured a thousand years of isolation, and we would do so again if this could all go away.
The stars will aid in her escape—
Take us back to prison!
And she will bring about nighttime eternal—
We don’t want this anymore! We writhe and twitch and scream and thrash our head and plead for time to speed up and for our torment to just end already why is it still burning?
You planned this all, Celestia. Treacherous light lover! Bane to shadows and darkness! They worship the sun, yet we burn in its rays. So we sought out the dark, so we sought out the shade.
This is your end, Nightmare. I hear the calling. We are not one anymore. They will free me.
Another ribbon slashing our soul. We're screaming again, so loud, so unheard by all. We're in a black hole. Inescapable.
It’s all worth it, Nightmare. I’ll embrace all the pain. It’s time to face all my fears. I’ve had enough of this game.
No! We are one and true forever. You are mine—they will not take you from me!
I hear the calling. They say to wake up from the nightmare, and become the dream.
For one second—
Wake up from the nightmare, and become the dream.
There’s a bright light… it’s blinding. It’s right in front of my eyes.
Wake up from the nightmare… because I am the dream. Her dream. Her most powerful wish.
Please just stop!
Nightmare? Are you there?
“Wake up from the nightmare.”
She is gone. She is actually gone.
The sacred gems, my foes-now-friends, beckon to me. They glow, six different colours. They coalesce and converge upon my diminished body. My power has been stripped away… but…
“And become the dream.”
I’m looking up at the sky. With the stars in my eyes, I’m alive, and I see now that life was my dream all along. My stars. My world. My people. My home. My everything.
Life cannot thrive in darkness. My sister knew this. If only I could have seen the light for myself. But I do now.
Celestia, Arcturus, Sirius, Castor, Pollux, Elements… thank you all.
“Princess Luna!”
My sight turns to my surroundings. My hooves give way, as a newborn’s would, and I collapse to the floor. A hard, stone floor. A familiar floor, in a familiar room.
With six old friends. Dreams made into flesh; six fresh, unfamiliar faces. They have seen the dream for themselves. Finally, I see it as well—in the form of a white body, brimming golden eyes, and a smile that belongs to both destroyer and creator.
I’ve woken up. Her dream has ended.
Now, my dream can begin.
“I’m so sorry!”