Chapter 12
Oblivion
"They were gone. Bare as a bone – gone, like the wind that howled past us. They vanished as if they were never there. Vaporized. Erased. Wiped from existence ..."
A city of burning people screamed into my ears.
I was falling. Falling into a swirling chasm of hellish agony. For them there was no end. Again and again they died all around me.
I could feel their pain – their torment as their tortured souls washed over me ... my entire being sinking deeper into an abyss not even they could escape. Flashes of emerald light illuminated the abyss in time with their screams like lightning before thunder.
Every time their shrill cries for help – for mercy – for death reached a ghastly crescendo, spellfire flashed in my eyes and I saw their melting, skeletal faces and charred bodies whirl past.
But one voice – one voice cried out louder than the hell that burned around me.
I opened my watery eyes, and emerald light parted the darkness for the briefest of glimpses.
A husk of a stallion, his hind legs nothing but charred, smoking stumps, scraped towards me.
Then darkness.
I felt his cold, dead hooves curl around my muzzle.
There was another flash. His melting candlewax maw tore open before my eyes as he howled into my face.
"I'M SORRY!" he screamed.
I tried to open my mouth, tried to speak, tried to peel his hooves off my muzzle as darkness swept back over me.
But as I wrapped my hooves around his, his flesh wrapped around mine, engulfing me in rippling black sludge. He was melting into me – his hungry, liquefied coat slithering across me. Its chilling tendrils wormed their way across my cheek, leaving streaks of dripping black paint that trickled heavily down my face ... over my widening eyes ... into my gasping mouth.
My bloodshot eyes darted to the hooves around my muzzle and screamed – but my voice was lost amidst the cyclone of nightmarish carrion that whirled around me. His melting, skeletal face inched ever closer to mine as his bubbling flesh trickled down my chest, thickening and engulfing my shivering brown hide with a layer of frigid darkness.
Emerald light painted his blackened, charred skull before me.
"I'LL NEVER LEAVE HER!"
His distended, dripping maw opened, as if to swallow me whole – a breath away from my face.
"You hear me ..." he hissed into my ear as the emerald light died away. Droplets of melting flesh splattered upon my cheek.
"I'll never leave her again ..."
Never. Leave. Again. For a single fleeting moment, my muscles loosened.
"C ... Candy Cane?"
That was all he needed.
His writhing tendrils wrenched my mouth open.
With a deafening shriek, he plunged into me.
My eyes rolled into their sockets - and a film of black paint poured over them and darkness stole away my sight. Frigid black candle wax washed over me ... my entire body ... inside me ... swimming through my innards, tearing me apart from the inside out -
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Fallout: Equestria - Rising Dawn
AventuraFor two centuries the ponies of Stable 91 slept beneath the earth, dreaming sweet dreams as the world above burned away in spellfire. But in that dark world, an ancient nightmare stirred from its slumber, awakened by the destruction of the Great War...