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PostPosted: Wed Dec 31, 2025 3:26 pm


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Welcome to the Story Contest!


Light - a fan of all things bright and beautiful; a mare that exists to spread optimism and joy.
Darkness - a fan of shadows and the full moon; a mare that seems to bring misery and pain along with her to every destination.

And yet... these two are the best of friends. How did this come to be?

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Start: NOW!
End: January 10th @ midnight EST

RULES:
1. Tell a story about the two unlikely friends. How did they get here?
2. This is a judged contest and will be judged on Jan 11.
3. Don't use AI to write your story, if we see this happening you'll be disqualified from all future writing events.
4. No proxies, you must enter for yourself.

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PostPosted: Thu Jan 01, 2026 11:36 am


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Light, Darkness
Story: They met under the moon. It was full and the night was cloudless. A recent snowfall had covered the land with fresh powder. And the world felt as though it had entered a slumber after the recent solstice.

Light stood at the lake, hoof poised to break through the thin ice at the shoreline, when a snapping branch startled her. She bounced, turning towards the sound, as she lowered her head and readied herself to defend.

Another mare stood at the woods, painted like a winter sky. The shadows of bare trees had fallen upon the mare's coat, but, no. As the mare moved, so did the shadows. It was her skin that reached up and out.

"Oh, sure, point your horn at me," Darkness retorted with a snort. She shook her head, the silver locks flying and then falling down around her face.

"I," the unicorn started, jerking her head up in surprise, "I didn't mean to offend!"

Darkness laughed, "No one usually does, now, do they?"

Light blinked, taken aback, "I was startled. I thought it might be a predator. I only wanted to defend myself."

"I didn't say I wasn't a predator, though. You only assumed," the voice replied, low, but not threatening. The mare took a step forward.

"But, you're like me? You wouldn't . . . "

Darkness sighed, rolling her eyes, "I'm not here to harm you. That doesn't mean you should assume that's the case. It's dangerous out here, even for Hoi such as us." And then softer, almost a whisper, "Especially with me around."

Confusion swirled in Light's eyes as she looked at the other mare, "What do you mean? With you around?"

The mare didn't reply. She walked to the shoreline and then smashed a hoof into the thin ice. She dipped her head to drink the cold water. Then lifted her head.

"I am a magnet for darkness. Pain and misery lurk in my shadow. I can only assume that I am cursed," Darkness explained, voice soft and bitter. "I avoid everyone, if I can, but, I was too tired to go around to the other side tonight."

Light frowned, "You're welcome here. Surely, you can't be trouble, and we all deserve to have company, to have friends." She tried to say it gently, but the idea had blossomed like a strike of lightning in its speed and she couldn't quite keep the enthusiasm out.

"No," Darkness returned, "everyone who has ever met me has suffered. I don't want to cause it anymore. I don't want to hurt others. I would rather cry tears of loneliness than of," her voice, growing louder, suddenly stopped. She'd said far, far too much.

Without another word, and much faster than thought, she turned and ran back into the wood. She ran and ran. She snapped branches. She caught her pelt and legs on thorns. It was only when her lungs burned and her body protested that she came to a stop.

"You can't ran off like that," a voice panted behind her and Darkness startled, turning and slipping in the snow until was flat out on her side.

Light gasped, "Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't meant to startle you! It's just, you ran off so fast and I, I just wanted to make sure you were okay!" The mare's words tripped out fast, unwieldly, as she tried to catch her breath and apologize.

Darkness hissed, "What are you doing? I just told you that I'm cursed!"

"Well, maybe I'm blessed! Maybe I am meant to bring joy to your life!" Light retorted.

"It doesn't work like that!"

"Says who!?" Light shouted, disturbing an owl who hooted in annoyance. "I don't believe you're bad luck. I think you just need some brightness in your life!"

Darkness sighed, dropping her head into the snow. This was exhausting. Why couldn't the mare just listen to her?

Light also sighed, dropping down to lie in the snow.

"Look, what if I promise to leave you alone if I'm ever miserable or hurt by your company?"

"Or you could just leave me alone now?"

"But you seem so sad. I don't want to leave you sad. Please?"

Darkness closed her eyes, "You're not going to give up on this, are you?"

"No," Light smiled, "no, I'm not."

"Fine. You can stay, but only until you see that I'm cursed."

Light grinned, leaning down to rest her chin on the other mare's neck, "Then we'll be friends forever."

And they were. Light never seemed to suffer from Darkness's curse. Even as other blamed the hoi for misery or pain, Light stood by her side. And Darkness, eventually, came to relish Light's friendship. Even if she still waited for the chance that Light would one day become affected by the curse and leave.

But that was okay; Light had enough belief for both of them.

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PostPosted: Thu Jan 01, 2026 12:11 pm


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Light, Darkness
Story:

The pair had met a long time ago, in a rather funny way, when you look back on it.

Light had been standing on a hill, the light of the moon illuminating her pale pelt, making her glow like the moon itself.

Darkness had been travelling through the woods when the glow of the 'moon' had caught her eye. With much yearning she moved towards the light as she was so sure that the moon had been manifested upon their lands. She realized she was wrong as she grew nearer and the glowing light began to take shape in the form of a unicorn. "Goddess of the moon?" Perhaps the moon had taken a familiar form?

Light turned towards the mare with markings like the woods themselves on a starry night during midwinter and smiled brightly. "I apologize if you believe me to be such, I am not she. I appreciate the kind words though." Looking down she could see why the mare had thought as such.

"Oh... I should be going then." Her eyes dipped with sadness and she turned to leave but light stopped her.

"Perhaps you were brought here for a reason, I was just standing her, thinking it would be nice to have a companion to travel with. Do you think that you could bear my company? While I am not a goddess of the moon, perhaps my presence can bring you a sense of peace."

Darkness stopped in her steps and looked back towards the mare. "I'm not sure I make good enough company. I seem to be a harbinger of bad, I don't think that's someone you want to associate with."

"I find it hard to believe that you could bring such troubles with you. Let me travel with you a while and make that judgement for myself, if anything I can at least bring the 'light of the moon' on your travels."

Darkness found her presence enlightening and did very much like the way her coat glowed like the moon. "I'm sure you'll change your mind, but very well."

"It's done then, Lead and I shall follow you." Light said to her with a bright smile and the two walked away into the night.
PostPosted: Fri Jan 02, 2026 4:23 am


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Darkness, Light
Story:
Once upon a time, there were two mares. One was a unicorn and loved the day and light and all things beautiful and bright who worshipped Apollo, god of the sun. She brought joy to all who bore witness to her with her ethereal appearance. Meanwhile, the other mare stayed in the shadows of the densest part of the forest where sunlight rarely reached. She seemed to love the dark and shadows, but would come out on full moon nights to worship Artemis, goddess of the moon.

This dark mare had the power to use the sight of other creatures and control them to do her bidding. However, when she did so, the creatures she controlled bore excruciating pain and even when she ceased controlling them, their sight was stolen away from them forever, so everyone feared her. The two mares heard of each other but didn’t actually meet in person until one fateful solar eclipse when the moon and the sun crossed paths in the sky.

Now the unicorn was used to leaving other creatures, especially other hippoi, in awe and wonder of her beauty and being wherever she went. So when the dark mare not only did not stop and stare but continued walking and bumped right into her, she was shocked.

"How could you be so rude?" the unicorn asked, scoffing. "Can’t you see me standing here before you?”

“Apologies. I cannot,” the dark mare replied. And it was then that the unicorn noticed how pale and glazed over the dark mare’s pupils were and how they didn’t seem to follow her as other creatures’ did.

“Are you…blind?” the unicorn asked.

At that, the dark mare laughed. “Mostly. Except by the light of the full moon. But following the moon led me here today and I still cannot see. Apollo’s sunlight must be especially bright to be outshining his sister’s tonight.”

“It is still day, Dark One,” the unicorn informed her. “There is a solar eclipse. Artemis’ moon is blocking Apollo’s sun which is why you cannot see by her light. She is not reflecting it right now. Perhaps they are fighting.”

“Is that so?” the dark mare asked. “Thank you for telling me. Then I shall return to my woods.”

“Wait,” the unicorn spoke up. “You are the one who controls others, causes them pain, and steals their sight away, yes? I beg of you, please stop. Those who you control to do your bidding and to look through their eyes for a short time are forever crippled by your selfishness.”

The dark mare raised her head indignantly. “You would not ask me to cease using my power if you understood what it was like to live without sight as I do,” she said bitterly. “You merely revel and bask in your beauty. I used to be like you too, once; brilliant and shining and beautiful. I was so incredibly vain that the gods punished me by condemning me to eternal darkness. Apollo, agreeing with and following the whim and will of the other gods, blinded me.”

She looked back up at the moon eclipsing the sun. “It was only by the grace of Artemis, who took pity on me, that I was still able to see, but only by the light of the full moon, and only the outlines of shapes. That is why I follow the moon.” The dark mare turned away again. “But the moon does not always shine. So it is then I must rely on using and stealing the sight of others to see regardless of the cost.”

“You don’t have to, though!” the unicorn told her. “You could learn to hone your other senses and train yourself to live without seeing when the full moon isn’t out.”

“Would you prefer to live blindly, Vain One, if you had to rob others of their sight in order to see? You would never again be able to admire yourself properly without stealing that ability from another forever. Do you think you could pay such a heavy price for staying selfless?”

The unicorn was taken aback by the questions posed to her. But, after a few minutes of pondering, she nodded. “I could and would,” she declared a little shakily.

“Then prove it,” the dark mare answered. “Prove it to me and I will never again steal sight or control from another.”

The unicorn, not having expected to be asked this, hesitated. But then she nodded again and prayed to the sun god, Apollo, to blind her. She looked up and, as the moon had begun to move out of the pathway of the sun, stared directly into its light, burning her eyes and permanently damaging them.

The dark mare, shocked by the unicorn’s resolve, immediately prayed to the moon goddess, Artemis, to recover the unicorn’s sight as Apollo’s twin. Touched by the dark mare’s selfless request, Artemis answered her prayer. She could not completely recover the unicorn’s sight, but instead gave her a sort of night vision as the dark mare had, allowing her to see outlines by the light of the full moon.

The unicorn’s sclera turned black like the dark mare’s. She was grateful to the dark mare for her help, but she also mourned the loss of being able to ever truly see properly again. The dark mare, however, comforted her and assured her she would keep up her end of the deal to never again steal sight or control from another.

The two mares became fast friends, helping one another as they began to learn how to live blindly and in darkness except by the light of the full moon. Sometimes, on full moon nights, you can see them taking a stroll together, laughing and enjoying one another’s company, for though they lost their true sight, they each gained a true friend.

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 02, 2026 4:27 pm


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Light, Darkness
Story:

They were born under the same sky, though no one thought that mattered at the time.

On the night Light first drew breath, the world seemed to exhale with her. Dawn came early, painting the fields in pearlescent gold. She was a pure white unicorn foal, her coat catching the sun as though it loved her back. Flowers leaned toward her. Birds dared to sing too close. Wherever she toddled, the air felt lighter, kinder. Those who met her smiled without knowing why, and in time Light believed - earnestly, without arrogance - that the world wanted to be happy, and she was simply helping it remember how.

Darkness was born weeks later, beneath a swollen full moon that drowned the land in silver. The forest had been quiet that night, the kind of quiet that presses against the ears. Her coat was deep and dark, etched with shadowy markings like twisted branches creeping along her sides. Where she stepped, fires guttered low, laughter faltered, and old griefs surfaced unbidden. Animals shied away. Others whispered. Misfortune seemed to follow her like a faithful hound.

No one celebrated her arrival.

Darkness learned early that she was unwelcome. That when crops failed or storms came too hard, eyes would turn toward the tree-marked mare standing at the edge of the clearing. She did not curse the land - she revealed what was already broken - but few understood the difference. So she sought solace in the moon and the cool honesty of shadows, where nothing pretended to be whole.

They should never have met.

But fate, like the tide, does not care for shoulds.

~~

They met at the boundary between meadow and forest, where sunlight filtered through leaves and broke itself into fragile patterns. Light had wandered too far chasing the way sunbeams danced, giggling to herself as though the world were a private joke. Darkness had come to that same edge to breathe, to feel the comfort of cool earth beneath her hooves.

Light saw her first.

“Oh!” she said, bright as bells. “You’re beautiful.”

No one had ever said that to Darkness before.

Darkness braced herself for the familiar turn - fear, accusation, retreat - but it did not come. Light stepped closer, unafraid, her smile soft rather than blinding.

“You look like the night learned how to walk,” Light continued, eyes wide with wonder. “Do you like the moon?”

Darkness hesitated. Then, cautiously, she nodded.

“I like the sun,” Light said cheerfully, as if confessing a favorite secret. “But I think it gets lonely without the dark.”

That was the moment everything changed.

~~

Their friendship did not bloom easily.

When Light stayed too long with Darkness, others whispered that her glow dimmed. When Darkness walked beside Light, misfortune seemed sharper by contrast - joy and sorrow colliding until both felt unbearable. They argued sometimes. Light would insist the world could be better if only one tried hard enough. Darkness would counter that pretending pain didn’t exist only made it fester.

Yet they kept returning to one another.

Light learned that optimism was not the same as denial. From Darkness, she learned how to sit quietly with grief, how to listen without trying to fix, how to honor pain without letting it rule.

Darkness learned that misery did not have to be the end of the story. From Light, she learned that joy could exist alongside sorrow - that laughter could be defiant, that hope could be stubborn, and that even shadows needed something to fall away from.

Together, they became something new.

Light would walk ahead into broken places, her warmth coaxing smiles and courage to the surface. Darkness followed, drawing out the hidden rot, the buried wounds, the truths no one wanted to face. Where Light healed, Darkness revealed. Where Darkness tested, Light reassured.

Villages remembered them as a paradox: first came unease, sleepless nights, tears - and then relief, renewal, peace that felt earned rather than fragile.

~~

Now, when they walk beneath the full moon, Light glows softly instead of blazing, and Darkness’s markings shimmer like living ink. They no longer try to change one another.

They have learned this truth together:

The world does not need endless light.
Nor does it survive in endless dark.

It needs contrast.
It needs balance.
It needs friends who walk side by side, unafraid of what the other brings.

And so Light and Darkness go on - best of friends, bound not by similarity, but by understanding - leaving behind places that are finally, honestly whole.
PostPosted: Fri Jan 02, 2026 4:37 pm


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Light, Darkness
Story:
A small clearing travelled through the thicker woods of the lands both Light and Dark grew up. This was their herd, both were born to families that wished for the brightest coat to come out of their litters. However, due to the fact there had not been a light pelt born to their herd for many decades, all of the foals who had been born had born darker and darker.

It had all come down to the final two mares to give birth this one spring. It was quite the event, as those with the darkest bodies, dapples and stripes had forfeited trying to have foals until a star-blessed foal was born again. It would only be then that the couples who had waited so long would be able to welcome little ones into their families. Some bloodlines had suffered ending due to the forfeit, and long familial bonds were extinct generations passed.

Within the deep evening, during the full moon Dark was born, with wide gleaming moonstone eyes. The young filly had come out head first, with her white hair sparking hope that only her face had bore any darkness. It was when her deep, black banding came out across her back and up her legs in high stockings that the herd lost their final hope. Dark's mother was their lightest mare, with her bright glistening blues that only distorted with a darker blue dapple. Her mother was also the one who gave her daughter her beautiful moonstone eyes and off-white mane however it had been speculation that she hadn't bonded enough with her lighter mate and instead had relations with their darkest dun-marked member in the herd.

With this disheartening the herd watched over their darker mare who had been pregnant for her last chance at having a foal with her lighter mate all evening until the bright morning as the sun came up from the dark horizon. It was then Light was born, their light pelted saviour. Shadows barely even showed in her pelt, her hair was glistening in the bright morning sun as she was cleaned up from a long labour. With the celebrations to be had, the blessings to Apollo, Dark and her family were forgotten about until the next morning.

Banned from the herd's main lands, Dark's parents were pushed to the outskirts and into the darkest part of the forest to live in solitude as punishment. It was not until Dark was able to run freely that she would be banished away from their light pelted saviour so as to not taint her colours.

The two had met briefly in childhood, but only when Dark and her parents were personally invited to join for herd meetings and gatherings to thank Apollo, neither saw one another. And with the welcoming of Light came more and more light-pelted babies, especially younger siblings from the two who had made Light. With her carefree attitude, Light wandered and searched for more blessings and hoped to find new faces to extended family lines in order to rescue the herd even more. Joy-filled she had met many new hoi of many different body builds, colours, tones and shades and brought them to the herd to help it flourish and expand.

Light worked hard to live up to her name, and even though her beautiful pelt and nature had given her the permission to wander off, she was still banned from the place Dark and her parents called home. That was until one full moon evening Dark came rushing out of the forest into the main herd to ask for help. Her mother had been ailing, and the darkest member of the herd had walked away from their family years prior unbeknownst to the herd. Without thinking, Light moved to help Dark bring her mother into the herd for help. Dark had suffered so much neglect from the herd even with her loving mother. Since the forested area she lived in was water locked in and blocked in the way that in order to enter their dark abode, they would have to go through the entire herd lands or come swimming up the ocean at their cliffs, it was hard for them to get anything in their seclusion together.

Dark had only known solitude, even the mice had run from her in fear that she would only bring things to them worse than plague. She had grown to only keep to herself, afraid to only bring despair to those she should have been loved by, despair to the one who had always loved her. Dark believed fully that it was she and only she that was at fault for how her mother's health deteriorated.

Over the week that Light had fought for Dark and her mother to stay within the clearing to be taken care of, the two mares had gotten to know one another. At first it started with resentment, Dark resented the colour of Light's coat. Which had brought a new element to Light's story. It had awakened an understanding within Light herself. Although she was seen as a joy-filled bright mare, her presence had brought despair to someone. The one who shared a birthdate with her, the one she was told to be fearful of.
As they both grew closer and began to see similarities in their opposite worlds, Light came to another realization about Dark. She had found camaraderie especially when Dark had come up with answers for hard questions the herd had challenged Light with. The last day was approaching and Light resented the fact they had gotten so close. She felt like with Dark, she didn't have to always come up with her bright ideas. Dark made her think of all of the outcomes of a decision, as Dark had to think hard and strongly about not only what good comes from a decision made but also of the bad that comes.


As the week neared the end, Dark laid at a fire, watching its magnificence with her moonstone eyes. She admired its warmth and brightness. She understood why those loved how Light glowed with hope. The herd had been within the outskirts watching her closely as Light joined Dark's side to lay in the grass beside the fire.

"We will leave when she wakes up, before the morning." Dark consoled Light in case that was what was going to be asked of her. "No need." Light responded. Shaking her head, "The herd is stubborn but there is something I have learned over the last week of our budding friendship."
Dark squinted her bright coloured eyes, noticing only now that these were the only things on her that won against the brightness of Light. Light's eyes were deep blue with rings of black. "Ah? Probably nothing good. I have only known of the misery and darkness I have brought everyone that was supposed to cherish my youthful woes and new life. But the moment I entered the world I only destroyed their hopes, and my mother was chased away from the only home she ever knew to live in a place that I brought sickness to." With these words Light's eyebrows lowered, her eyes looking away for a moment. Shaking her head.

"No, no it's probably the best lesson I have ever learned from bringing the Light to our herd." Light said as she allowed her eyes to make contact with Dark's again. Dark was attentive to hear Light's answer. "Like fire, I glow only within the presence of darkness. I will fight for you to join our herd again, so that your mother can be surrounded by her family and so that our families can meet the foal they banished away." She smiled brightly. "I need you to balance me. For I only know foolish joy without our friendship. But.. That is only if you wish to come back."
With some time, Dark nodded slowly. "I think I would love to at least join you. Your excursions sound fun. I have never seen lands beyond the herd. I would like to bring my mother back here. She aches for her parents and her siblings every day. I would help only to help her, at least at the start."

Setting out together, Light and Dark worked together to bring hope to their herd.

Light can not shine without Darkness.

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 09, 2026 10:03 pm


A Tale of Two Friends

Preference List: Light, Darkness
Story:

[Note]: I am aware this story likely breaks in-world lore! It is presented just as a story, and will not be canonical (unless I am incorrect). .

No matter how many times she was reborn, how many hellos and goodbyes she endured, how many forms she wore, she would never forget the sight of a pale, diseased hand draped over the edge of a bed, soaked in sickness and decay, stilled at last.

The first time always hurt the most.

She would never forget the cry that tore from her throat, nor the way the pomegranates spilled from their basket, rolling across the floor, disappearing beneath the bed that would forever stain her soul. The inconspicuous red fruit would, in every lifetime after, curdle into sharp, acidic bile at the back of her throat, fetid and horrible. How could she forget the way her hands trembled when they clasped hers? Or how her voice cracked as she begged the gods above for mercy, for both herself and the one she loved most – the one whose life was meant to be shared with hers, until they were no more.

So powerful was this diseased, festering memory, that it continued to slither through rebirth after rebirth, sinking deep, poisoned roots into each new form, unrelenting in its punishment. It seared her anew each time, branding her with its rot and burying her beneath an inconsolable grief, no matter her form.

Not just grief – regret.

It lingered, relentless, reminding her of the grand mistake that would chase both their souls until the debt was paid. And how did one repay a god? How many lifetimes did a price demand when the one owed was immortal – eternal?

“I’ll do anything,” she, Darkness, had rasped.

“Anything?” a god’s voice echoed. “It is a great price to pay, to send Death back to her door.”

Anything.”

She could still feel the Other’s fingertips – cold, sharp, otherworldly – pressing into her forehead, nails biting deeper and deeper.

“Then you will meet again and again. This will not be a goodbye. There will be many hellos, followed by many ends. You will follow your light, but you will always witness its extinction. Again and again, until either I or Death forgives you for this selfish plea. You alone will remember – alone, in every lifetime. You may not warn your light. You may not save it.”

A promise, an oath – an omen.

Her god departed, leaving her with cold, clammy hands still clutching the body of the great love who lived no more. It felt nonsensical – something she later dismissed as a grief-born hallucination, a desperate delusion conjured by a drowning sorrow. A fantasy of a future where her truest love – Light – might one day find her again.

If only it had been so.

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And so, their eternal dance began.

With each life, they were born anew, unaware of the cursed promise binding them. Sometimes they were childhood friends. Other times, sworn enemies from rival families. If fortune favored them, they would meet, fall in love, and live as one – but more often, they were opposing forces, torn between duty and an irresistible pull.

No matter the story, the body, the names they wore, Light and Darkness always found each other – unquenchable, inevitable, and eternal.

And every time, Darkness bore witness to Light’s end. Often – but not always – by her own hand. Light always died first, leaving Darkness to endure the rest of her cursed life, hollow and incomplete. For without Light, Darkness was nothing. With every death came the same sickening memory: diseased hands, fallen fruit, a promise made. On and on and on – an eternal rhythm, pounding on the floor of her soul, repeating until at last her god grew bored.

This time, for a change of pace, Darkness was given her memory early.

—————————◊ ◊ ◊—————————​


From the day she was born and “gifted” the curse, Darkness learned to avoid others. She clung to her mother’s legs, fearful of the world and what it might bring. Childhood was a morose thing – but how else was one meant to live under such an omen? When anyone new could be her? How was she supposed to live with a burden such as that?

For a time, her life was slow and quiet. Predictable, and predictability meant safety. It was dull, but perfect in its simplicity, always knowing what to expect. Always part of a routine, a pattern.

And then, she saw her.

At first, it was only a glimmer of hair at the edge of the forest, caught in her periphery. Darkness turned, but found nothing. Later, it was a silhouette cresting a distant hill. The sight stole her breath; her chest ached as she fled. She ran until her legs buckled, until she no longer knew where she was. She never returned home.

She wandered – restless and tormented – letting seasons pass unnoticed, until she was certain no living soul could ever find her.

But fate has a way of doing what she pleases.

Darkness found her at night. Unceremoniously and inevitably. Light stood at the mouth of her cave, blood trailing down her leg, staining her pristine white fur. Her breath came ragged, labored. Darkness knew she should run – knew what would follow if she stayed. If she met Light’s gaze, it would mark the beginning of the end. She even stepped forward, intent on shoving the unicorn aside. What excuse could justify dooming them both once more?

What right did she have?

Instead, she gathered Light against her, guiding her gently to the cold stone floor.

“It’s okay,” she assured, soft despite herself. “I’m here. I’ll help you.”

Light looked up at her with wide, trusting eyes. A smile tugged on her lips.

“Thank you.”

And help she did. Darkness tended to her wounds, days passing as she ensured the unicorn’s comfort. Affection bloomed between them, wild and true. When Light’s leg finally healed, the unicorn turned to her savior, eyes hesitant and shy.

“Do I have to go?” she asked.

Darkness felt claws sink into her heart.

Yes, she should have said. Leave. Never return.

Anything to spare them both.

“No,” Darkness croaked, defeated. “Please don’t go.”

Light’s smile widened, and Darkness flinched, her own heart hammering a dreadful, terrible tune.

“Good,” Light giggled, cheeks flushed. ”It feels like we’ve known each other forever. This place feels like home.” She paused, laughing softer. “That’s silly, isn’t it? We only just met.”

“Yes,” Darkness said, eyes dropping to the floor. “Quite silly.”

Then, she looked up, caught in Light’s gaze once more.

“I feel the same.”
PostPosted: Mon Jan 12, 2026 12:07 pm


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