Last Immortals


                                            >Burns and blisters

                                            >Your own skin splitting

                                            >Your own blood boiling in your veins

                                            >Yet before these things can bother you they vanish

                                            >A trait you once savored and cherished

                                            >The ability that had saved you countless times and allowed you to save those you cared about in turn countless times

                                            >Your immortality

                                            >You remember a pony from long long ago tried explaining it to you in ways you could understand

                                            >Your forceful breach of the dimensional rift between your old world and here created a temporal lock

                                            >You were locked in the prime of life with no way to undo it

                                            >Everyday for what's felt like an eternity, you've remembered that kernel of knowledge

                                            >It's all you can remember about that pony

                                            >What was their name

                                            >What did they look like

                                            >You knew that once upon a time you knew their name

                                            >But not anymore

                                            >Your blood's boiling again

                                            >Of course, as soon as you notice it's gone

                                            >Forcefully pulling yourself out of your own head you lift your eyes to scan the horizon

                                            >Same as everywhere else

                                            >Barren flat earth, cracked and withered, the only noticeable landmarks being the collapsing crags in the distance

                                            >No plants grow, the heat's killed them all

                                            >No clouds offer any shade, the heat's completely eliminated all the water vapor in the air

                                            >Then you hear it again

                                            >The crackling of fire

                                            >You clamp your hands over your ears, desperately trying to block it out

                                            >But it's in your head now, the tongues of solar fire slithering into your brain

                                            >Reminding you of the reality you tried to escape in your mind

                                            >As your wracked nerves cause you to tremble, you turn your head

                                            >Despite being so far away, you could swear the sun was inches from your nose

                                            >The peaceful ball of light and warmth from a billion years ago is gone

                                            >Replaced by a mad titan of plasma and radiation

                                            >You could feel your retinas burning and reforming again

                                            >It means nothing anymore

                                            >Your body may have been time locked to remain the same way, but your mind wasn't

                                            >Mental adaptation has allowed you to no longer feel pain

                                            >A sweet surcease from the world, ultimately hollow

                                            >This is the way it's been for millions of years

                                            >No ponies, no-

                                            >There it was again, you knew that you knew about other species before

                                            >You met them, watched countless of their generations be born into the world and watched them turn to dust

                                            >Even the concept of time has turned to dust in your mind

                                            >There's no life here, no time, no dust

                                            >Just you

                                            >You and the only thing that's stopped you going mad

                                            "Not a thing! Pony! She's a pony! Alicorn!"

                                            >Smacking yourself a few times you try to resolidify that knowledge of her

                                            >Celestia

                                            >The first face you saw when you were first pulled here

                                            >She had been a steadfast constant in your life

                                            >Even more so when it was discovered you were immortal

                                            >You still remembered that day, at least fragments of it

                                            >Most of it was her

                                            >"Anon-"      "-onely is our li-"   "-uld stay if you wan-"

                                            >It was like trying to catch the spots in your vision

                                            >They were only there when you didn't pay attention

                                            >That's why you spent most of this past decade in your head

                                            >It helped you remember her

                                            >But you were sick of your own company after day one

                                            >You so dearly wanted to go back to her

                                            >Yet, ever the coward, you just fled faster and farther, until you were lost

                                            >But you were close again now

                                            >You could feel it

                                            >Feel her

                                            >The last immortal

                                            >Once more your eyes trace the horizon and there you see her

                                            >A single white dot painted against a barren landscape

                                            >Dragging your feet against the desert floor you slowly make your way over to her

                                            >After days, or months, or seconds passed, you weren't sure anymore, you finally arrive at her side

                                            >Her ivory coat as pristine as ever, her feathers still sharply pointed down

                                            >Even her mane's remained the same

                                            >The shimmering flow of ethereal light

                                            >It can still mesmerize you like it did when you first met her

                                            >You try to take a breath to calm your nerves

                                            >But you're reminded of the lack of atmosphere as your lungs ring hollow

                                            >With a brilliant burst of gold Celestia's horn bursts to life and cool air rushes your system

                                            >The rush of fresh cold air invades your system, and your decades starved, hollow body sucks in the air too rapidly

                                            >The air reactivates systems in your body you forgot about

                                            >The system overload feels like a hole's been blown in your chest, and it isn't healing

                                            >Collapsing to your hands and knees you sputter and cough and breathe trying to help your body correct itself

                                            >Eventually your body finds its equilibrium and you feel your strength returning

                                            >Taking one last gasp you chance a glance up at your oldest friend

                                            "Hey Ce-"

                                            >Your interrupted as over a ton of celestial white fur, soft downy feathers and ethereal hair envelops you

                                            >As you press your hands into her to stop you both from collapsing onto the ground you feel her shake and sob

                                            >Pushing her back to regain your balance, you do your best to wrap the entirety of your being around her

                                            "Hey Celestia"

                                            >You barely whisper it into her neck but the hitch of her breathe and new waves of tears tells you she heard

                                            >"You remember me"

                                            >Her voice is broken, unsure and trembling, nothing like you remember

                                            >You have no reply

                                            >Your cowardice, your failure, everything, and yet all she cares about is her name on your lips

                                            >At least she's still the same mare

                                            >The same mare who sacrificed everything she was to try and fight the sun

                                            >The same mare who failed but planted her hooves, gritted her teeth and kept fighting

                                            >The same mare who lost everyone as they used themselves to slow it down

                                            >The same mare you failed

                                            >You tried locking the sun in time, the same way as happened to you

                                            >But it was fruitless

                                            >Like that pony said all those eons ago

                                            >No way to undo it

                                            >If that wasn't enough, you ran

                                            >When all that was left was the two of you and the dust you lost your strength and ran

                                            >But she held you all the same, and you held her

                                            >And you were never letting go again