Wings folding slowly to her sides.
Solitude is a silly thing for her.
Wings, a dream, and grace.
Yet she remained the only who remained without a soul to care for.
Or rather, for her.
These clouds drift slowly, yet steadily...To everywhere and nowhere.
She chuckled at herself
When did I became Twilight?
Eyes cast over the edge. The height stares back.
Just friends. nopony else.
There she saw him.
And solitude began a relentless siege in her mind.
"Just friends...Nopony else.."
She repeated this senctence as she descended.
Her eyes on him.
It became hard to breathe, Solitude breached her mental gates.
"You know, I really like watching the night arrive. Like you do."
"Yes, I would watch the stars rise along their beloved moon."
"She has returned?"
"Yes, she has."
"Then. Take good care of her. Show her to friendship."
Silence ruled, the stoic defenders of her mind are driving the invadors back.
She re-composed herself.
"I just arrived here."