As soon as the door shut behind Twilight, Peter drew Rainbow Dash into a firm, comforting hug. That was all she needed, and he knew it. Well, all she needed for now.

After a few moments, Rainbow Dash pulled herself off of Peter, his grip immediately expanding to hold her as she moved back.

"Peter, I'm...I'm afraid...that if I go back to sleep...I'll see those...images again..."

Peter smiled sympathetically, holding down a strange urge to...do something stupid.

"You won't, Rainbow Dash, I promise..."

Rainbow Dash wasn't convinced as her fear got the better of her, driving her to outbursts of emotion.

"How do you know? How do you know I won't see them?"

Peter moved so that he sat next to her on the floor, his legs out in front of him, his arm around Rainbow Dash.

"I just...know. I don't know how I know, but I just know that you won't have any bad dreams tonight. It's just...a feeling."

Rainbow Dash leaned closer to him, and the two friends remained like that for a few moments, saying nothing, doing nothing, but feeling as though they had everything. Peter finally stood after about a minute or so, motioning for Rainbow Dash to follow him. He picked up the sheets on the bed, letting Rainbow Dash in first.

He crawled in, making sure not to pull Rainbow Dash's tail, or lay on any of her limbs. He lay flat on his back, pulling the cyan pony in close, her small sniffs the only sound besides his light breathing and the sound of his hand rubbing up and down on Rainbow Dash's shoulder, comforting her.

"Good night, Rainbow Dash."

"Good night, Peter."

Rainbow Dash dreamed that night.

She was in a garden.

And in that garden were all of her friends.
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Peter woke in a cold sweat, resisting the urge to bolt upright, not wanting to disturb the sleeping Pegasus.

The images he had seen flickered out of existence just as quickly as the strange glow in the burlap sack that contained the seven Soul Gem fragments.

He drifted back into sleep, not remembering anything but that overbearing feeling of...of the world crumbling around him as he watched.

He had no more dreams that night, at least dreams that he could remember.
-----------------------------------Discord----------------------------------------------------------

The Draconequus tried to breach the barrier around Rainbow Dash's dreams, but failed each time.

Gylden Glør...you coward...I'll kill you once more!

The disembodied spirit stopped, his scant reserves of energy depleted by his attempts to crush the barrier made by the Seventh Element of Harmony.

Disgusting, fledgling emotion, it is...the 'Golden Warrior' would choose something like that as his embodiement...

The Draconequus was suddenly distracted by a glow coming from a burlap sack, the steady flow of images floating from the sack to Peter's mind interrupting the ward that held Discord out.

Discord watched, intrigued, as the Soul Gem fragments sent the images and emotions stored in them to Peter. He knew what they contained, he had seen them himself, but now that his mind and the fragments were connected...

Surely, he will want to discard of them now, now that he knows what lies within him...even if he remembers only the emotions, he will soon enough know that he wants them gone more than anything else...

He returned to his stone body, exhausted from bashing against the barriers that Gylden Glør had created.

Just like the 'Guardian of Harmony' to use that fledgling emotion to keep me out...oh, if only Celestia had shown Twilight the 'True Story of Gylden Glør', written by that ridiculous 'Dreamer'. I would have enjoyed seeing that pesky unicorn reject the Element of Magic, knowing how it had been created...

The Draconequus flexed his single freed finger, circulation flooding back into it as he did so, dust falling off of the appendage as he moved the joints, the particles coating the pebbles that lie beneath his hand in a fine gossamer of Disharmony, turning the pebbles into mist.

The spirit returned his attention to the Soul Gems, and to how he would use them.

Discord had heard what that pesky Time Lord had told Peter. And deep down, both the human and the Draconequus knew that Peter would fail at it, and discard of the Soul Gems anyway.

Discord chuckled.

That puny human is so weak...if he ever experienced what Rainbow Dash experienced, he will break...and will be mine to control.

The final thing the 'Doctor' had said to Peter still rang in Discord's mind, making his finger waggle with anticipation.

"And if you don't follow my instructions...well, I'm afraid that Weeping Angels will be the worst of our worries, Peter."

Discord drifted off to sleep yet again, his mind and soul tired from relentlessly attacking the wards around Twilight's library.
-------------------The Dreamer-------------------

The alicorn rushed to the Dreamer's side, putting a large wing around the crying Pegasus.

"Ditzy Doo, what troubles you so?"

The mail mare sniffed and looked up at the Princess.

"Princess Celestia...off of the top of my head, I can only think of five ponies who have lived as long as we have...you, Luna, the Doctor, Gylden Glør, and I. And only four of them remain alive...Gylden Glør sacrificed himself for us, for me...and I live on. I let my true love die..."

The alicorn stood, her horn glowing with warmth, comforting Ditzy Doo with her power.

"Ditzy Doo, you remember what he said to you on that fateful night. He told you that it was his destiny, don't you remember?"

"And that he was...sorry..."

"Yes. I thought we had moved past this. Why do you cry so, Ditzy Doo?"

Ditzy Doo's Eye of Dreams glowed brighter, her tears flowing even more as she remembered the apparition.

"He...he Descended in an apparition...he visited me..."

Celestia's wings sagged, sympathetic for what the Pegasus felt.

"Ditzy Doo, he loved you. And he still loves you. You have to let him-"

The Pegasus stood, Eye of Dreams glowing hotly, her fury and anguish finally exploding in one large outburst.

"Why couldn't he stay longer? Why couldn't he put off his battle with Discord, why couldn't we have more time together!? Why couldn't he keep an apparition form for longer, why can't I see him in the Realm of Dreams, why, why, why?"

The mail mare sobbed heavily with each 'why', already knowing the answers.

"Because he chose to save us. He chose to save you. Doesn't it make you feel better to know that he's always watching over you?"

The Eye of Dreams glowed brighter than Celestia then, blinding the regal alicorn.

"But you don't understand. I loved him, and I still do. I want him back more than anything else in this world, or any other! He was the only pony who ever loved me, and I was the only pony who ever loved him! He was only twenty years old when he died! Twenty! I had but a few minutes with him, and all we did was cry and say 'I love you!' Is it too much, if that's not enough for me!? I've had over one thousand years of loneliness, constantly being called 'Derpy Hooves'. I try to keep my composure, try to fill the role of the 'odd pony', but all the while I see what the ponies think of me."

"Ditzy-"

"No! I will not calm down! You came here to ask a question, and I will answer it. The answer is yes, and do something where they can develop as friends. All of them. And make sure that Twilight Sparkle is kept ignorant as to the True Story of Gylden Glør. If anypony but you, Luna, and I ever learn of what really happened to Gylden Glør, all would be lost. Now, good bye. I must sleep."

As she spoke, she closed her eye, and her Eye. A blast of energy told her that Celestia had teleported.

The mail mare sighed and opened her eye, but not her Eye.

She recoiled at what she saw.

She was in her old chambers in the castle, the room in which she had lived with Gylden for all those...months.

"What is this?"

"You deserve it. You can sleep here. In fact, you must sleep here. Gylden Glør's wards still live on in this place, and you must be well protected in the times to come."

Ditzy Doo simply nodded as Celestia left, walking over to the bed.

A single note lay on its surface. She picked it up with her hooves, intrigued.

It read as such:

Dear Ditzy Doo,

If you're reading this, then I've already Descended to you. I'm sorry that we couldn't have more time together. I cherished every second we had together. All I can ask you to do is the same for me. Remember not that we had so little time together, but instead what we did with that time. Remember what we both said to each other in the Garden that night.

Remember the meals we shared in this room, remember how we could enjoy each others' company by merely looking into each others' eyes, seeing the truth in them.

And remember that I love you. More than anything else. Tomorrow is the day I face Discord.

I'm scared, I'll admit it. But you'll be with me. You'll be there. That's how I'll pull through with it.

Ditzy Doo, you are beautiful. You're the most beautiful mare I have ever met.

And I love you.

Old, dried tear stains blurred out the rest of the words. Ditzy Doo's fresh tears joined them, her sobbing filling the silent room. Only the last three sentences were legible after the first few, and they read:

And Ditzy Doo, I'm sorry.

And when I Descend, I'll have to leave quickly.

Just promise me this.

That when the war is over, no matter who won,

That you'll never forget me.

I love you,

Gylden.

Ditzy Doo held the letter close to her heart, crumpling the magically preserved paper.

"I love you, Gylden...and I'll never forget you..."

She sobbed for the rest of the night, cradling the letter, her wings stretched out as if to embrace her lost love...
----------------------Twilight-------------------------------------

The lavender unicorn knocked on the zebra's door, and waited, the moon waning high above her. She heard hooves clop and a zebra grumble under her breath in a language Twilight didn't understand.

The door opened, exposing Zecora to the night's cold air, blowing her mane aft.

"Twilight...why are you here so late? It's almost tomorrow morning..."

The unicorn in question smiled sheepishly, but immediately went back to an air of business and importance.

"I found out what the vision meant. It means that the Seventh Element of Harmony is returning. And I found out that its original wielder was a zebra, named...Guileden...Glower. I was hoping that he would be in zebra folklore."

Zecora perked up at the mention of the Seventh Element of Harmony.

"Do you mean...Gylden Glør? I believe the Mayor of Ponyville has one of the full manuscripts of the Legend of Gylden Glør in her library...one that expands upon the passages in the almanac."

Twilight nodded, making a mental note to check it out.

"But beware, Twilight. It is not the truth.You will have to find the True Story of Gylden Glør to learn what the Seventh Element of Harmony truly is."

Twilight nodded, still determined to find and read the Legend of Gylden Glør.

She set off towards the Mayor's house, determined, her purple mane glistening in the moonlight.