Twilight shook her head in disbelief. Celestia's letter was simply...horrid.

Peter coughed from the bed, and Rainbow Dash snored lightly by his side.

It had been about nine hours since Peter had fallen ill. And now...

Twilight shook her head, repeating the words in disbelief.

Gammel Hjerte shook his head, incredulous.

"As the Elder of Time and Death, this is a simple task, but...the memories that Peter expelled from him when he entered the world...they, too, prowl amongst the Gates..."

Metall Kant simply nodded.

"Well, Celestia wants you to do it. Get it done."

With that, the master swordspony stalked off, pondering what Celestia hoped to achieve...

Ditzy Doo chuckled lightly.

"Truly, this is a marvelous idea...so simple, yet...so elegant..."

Celestia nodded, pouring over her countless points of research and data, evaluating every possible resonance of war.

"I just hope that your protege does not take it wrong..."

A nod, and the sound of paper turning, new data making even more possibilities.

"I shall take my leave now, Celestia. I know how difficult this is."

Celestia didn't say anything, but felt eternally grateful. As soon as the oaken door closed behind the yellow tail, Celestia looked at her pen with a feeling of horror.

What if it doesn't work? What if Gammel Hjerte can't...no, don't be ridiculous. It will work. However, if Twilight will ever forgive me is a different story...

She shuddered as she remembered the five words she had sent to Twilight Sparkle...

Let nature run its course.