The world grew dark. All was in chaos. Nothing was...
Twilight looked to Spike, and Spike to Twilight. They could barely make out each others' eyes in the light of the darkness.
Suddenly, the Six Elements of Harmony arranged themselves on the parchment that lie before them, changing and bending.

Magic bent and solidified into a cross guard, the bottom of the tiara the base for a grip, the top the beginning of the blade, its star symbol creating an elegant flourish for the blade.

Kindness bent in half, and the symbol flew off, to be welded onto the Magic cross guard. Kindness became the handle, its gold shining in the darkness.

Generosity expanded and flattened, becoming the first part of a blade, sliding into place behind Magic. The symbol flew off, also welded to the Magic cross guard.

Laughter likewise expanded and flattened, becoming the second part of a blade, welding itself to Generosity, the symbol flying off, also welded to the Magic cross guard.

Honesty expanded and flattened, and became the third part of a blade, welding itself to Laughter, its symbol welded to the Magic cross guard.

Loyalty expanded and flattened, coming to a honed tip, its symbol flying off to rest right beneath the symbol of Magic, becoming the second most prominent symbol on the Magic cross guard. Loyalty was welded to Honesty, the blade complete.

The Blade of Harmony floated before Twilight, shining with a hidden light, darkness consuming its glow, while reflecting it just as strongly, the six symbols of Harmony glistening upon the Magic cross guard, the Elements of Harmony glistening with their own light, each section of the sword distinctly separate, while not separate at all.

Twilight and Spike opened their eyes to the interior of the library.
"Spike...did you..."
The purple dragon bolted off and reappeared just as fast, quill and parchment clutched within his claws, nodding, a look of bewilderment upon his face.
The lavender unicorn cleared her throat.
"D...dear Princess Celestia..."