It's not as empty as before.

Still hollow, but not empty.

Bright lights.

They're beautiful.

Colors, flowing like water.

I feel like I'm swimming.

Swimming, drifting, maybe both.

Not falling.

I don't have an up anymore.

Surrounded by light now.

Everything's painting the blackness.

....

Celestia painted the sky a bright blue, gracing it orange with her sun.

I speckled the sky with stars, with a bright silver moon.

....

Silver....

No silver.

I wish there was silver.

White, but no silver.

Orange.

Yellow.

Blue.

Red.

But no glossy silver moon.

....

No planet.

No life.

I'm alone....

....

Bored.

Alone.

Drifting alone.

Directionless, like a feather on the wind.

....

Nopony will ever hear that.

Nopony will hear me again.

Pointless now...everything is pointless.

Never again will I see the ponies.

I just wanted them to love me, and now....

Somepony?

Anypony!?

Something?

Anything!?

Hello?

....

Help me.