I am drifting... Drifting slowly in the void. Cold... so very cold... No, no. A step forwards, my hooves solid in the ethereal surroundings. I can't let her down. The Princess will be free. Just as long as we all are still going... So cold... Seth must have already given out... How long has it been? 100 years? 300? 8? Please... can I fall asleep now? Is there any of my body that the cold hasn't seeped into? Beautiful sleep... NO! They are all still trying. Of course they are! Our Queen has done nothing wrong. She is depending on us- we can't let her down. I can't let her down. Another step. Her prison is so close... But, how long has it been close for? I can never reach it... It's time to rest... No... No, I can't! They're relying on me... She is relying on me. Another torturous step. I'm coming, my Princess... I'm coming, my Luna.
One hoof feels different. Is that... ground? At last... I tiredly look back up, over the crater. Flames... good... and there, frost... oh, I pray the other two are here... I'm too tired to look any further. Now that old feeling is on all four hooves, and now my chest. The world is getting thinner. A flash of purple flying away? But... "Luna... Where are you going? We're here, my Princess..." Why is she abandoning us... Where is our praise and thanks? Our comfort... And that smile...? Luna, I... What... what have ... we...
