Celestia rested her muzzle next to her fallen students sheet covered side. Wake up, Twilight. She murmured. Twilight didnt move.
 
Eyes watering, she nudged the coma still form helplessly. Please
 
What good was it being princess of all ponydom. Goddess of the shared creations when she could not even help her most beloved pony.
 
Come back to me. Your time can not be over so soon. I need you here with me. I have so much to tell youshow you She grew still herself as she pressed her teary face into Twilights side.
 
Twilights mother stood just outside the tiny room, not wanting to interrupt the intimate moment between the princess and her daughter. She hoped against hope that Twilight could hear her teachers pleas. They mirrored her own.
 
Princess Celestia.
 
The white mares head lifted and she looked back to the door where her students five friends stood waiting. What is it? She asked wearily.
 
The blonde pony scuffed a hoof against the floor, looking forlornly at her. Ya need to return to-
 
No! The answer was sharp as she turned her back on the other mares. I am not leaving her side. Not until she is awake Her gaze softened Even then She lowered her muzzle to nose the small form. This time she could not comfort her beloved Twilight from the owies and the ouches. It was her fault. She had sent her there to face that monster. She had never dreamed this would be the outcome
 
Wake up. Celestia willed again on the verge of tears. Please, my darling. Her lower lip trembled and she bit and sucked at it in growing frustration. For the first time in centuries, the goddess of the sun cried.
 
Twilight remained motionless.