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A long drawn out sigh came from the mouth of one yellow unicorn. He laid down on the wooden floor without a care in the world. He couldn’t even remember why he laid down there. The bed was more comfier.

“What… what do I do now?”

Days before him, he waited for this one day to come. Another part of his will to live. To see what today will bring him. For the whole day and night, nothing came but that did not matter. What mattered was that he was alive to see the day on his calendar: “Two’s day”

February 22, 2022. On a Tuesday at 22:22. He watched with tired eyes as the digital clock blinked for every second that passed. Knowing that any second now, the time will turn to 22:23 and Two’s day will be over. Never again to happen until the next few generations to come.

Will this special day be forgotten once the next generations of foals come to life? Will he be alive when the next Two’s day? Will there be nopony left alive to see the next Two’s day?

A string of questions filled the unicorn’s mind with no answers to relieve it with. He laid there, alone for the night. Waiting as time ticked… so… slowly.

He wasn’t sure if the wait was worth it. He could have been relishing in the soft light of the afterlife years ago. Maybe something should have happened today and he missed that chance by staying at home all day. Maybe… none of this matters and believing that a mere day would solve or give meaning to his pitiful life. What was he to gain from this? It was all a-

Tech closed his eyes and swiped those spiraling thoughts away. He didn’t need a crisis on top of this.

The unicorn debated whether he get up and sleep on the bed or sleep here. The floor was getting comfy with him laying on top of it for quite some time. In his musings, he never realized when and what time he slept soundly.

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I was occupied with traditional drawing that I forgot how to draw in pixel. Not to mention, drawing a pony lying down was not the worst thing I drew here. It was the legs. As of uploading this, it's 10:22 pm :D
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A long drawn out sigh came from the mouth of one yellow unicorn. He laid down on the wooden floor without a care in the world. He couldn't even remember why he laid down there. The bed was more comfier.

"What... what do I do now?"

February 22, 2022. On a Tuesday at 22:22. He watched with tired eyes as the digital clock blinked for every second that passed. Knowing that any second now, the time will turn to 22:23 and Two's day will be over. Never again to happen until the next few generations to come.

Will this special day be forgotten once the next generations of foals come to life? Will he be alive when the next Two's day? Will there be nopony left alive to see the next Two's day?

A string of questions filled the unicorn's mind with no answers to relieve it with. He laid there, alone for the night. Waiting as time ticked... so... slowly.

He wasn't sure if the wait was worth it. He could have been relishing in the soft light of the afterlife years ago. Maybe something should have happened today and he missed that chance by staying at home all day. Maybe... none of this matters and believing that a mere day would solve or give meaning to his pitiful life. What was he to gain from this? It was all a-

Tech closed his eyes and swiped those spiraling thoughts away. He didn't need a crisis on top of this.