The sun finally could not compress any further, and exploded outward in a blast of massive energy, before collapsing in on itself. The moment it did so, all the magic focused on it was absorbed, and Sweetie found herself being sucked toward it. As her hooves lifted off the ground, she found herself unable to move, and her mind crystal clear. Smiling, she sighed, allowing her magic to be drained into the black hole.

Thud

There was a large sound, and everything halted. Sweetie looked around, seeing things held mid air, and found herself unable to move either. Something enveloped her in a magic aura, and she felt herself be moved. It felt like she was being dragged through mud. After a while, it stopped, and she was moved backward. There was a pause.

With a rapid movement, Sweetie watched as she was sent flying down a street, where she hit some sort of invisible wall. As she hit it, it seemed to shatter like glass, sending her spinning toward the ground. Looking up, Sweetie watched as the wall seemingly repaired itself, and looked around.

Widening her eyes, she had no response.

Author's Notes:

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Loi ox, zis welrd joods vo te rivo. Dit quich peosn’t gned dit yot.

-Chaxalswilr

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Have another poem:

Fleeting light of warmth,
bless this shell before you go,
it is all shattered