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Everything is red.
Her smile, her hair, her bike.
Twilight Sparkle reached towards her sleeping lover and put a calming hand on Sunset Shimmer’s head. The fading streaks of red were ruffled under the weight. Ten days.
Everything is orange.
Her shirt, her paintings, her gifts.
Twilight looked across the room at the plump tiger sitting on her bedside table. She snuggled Sunset a little harder. A little tighter. Eight days.
Everything is yellow.
Her lizard, her warmth, her smell.
Twilight couldn’t stop herself from inhaling the heavenly scent from Sunset’s sweater. There was bound to be some in her suitcase before she left. Five days.
Everything is green.
Her eyes, her jealousy, her flower bouquet.
Twilight wished she could see Sunset’s gleaming, bright eyes every day, for the rest of her life. What she wouldn’t give to stare deeply at them, to be lost in time and in thought. Four days.
Everything is blue.
Her jacket, her tears, her songs she wrote.
Twilight downloaded all of it. No matter how short the MP3 file was, Sunset’s songs were securely stored in Twilight’s phone, laptop, and backup hard drive. Three days.
Everything is violet.
Her kisses, her dreams, her destiny.
Twilight couldn’t keep up with how much information she heard. The new stories and articles that Sunset read and recited for her nightly. Topics ranging from medicine to trees to cities and roads. One day.
Everything is grey.
Her shadow, her memories, her loss.
Twilight cried until she couldn’t cry anymore. Then it turned into an awkward hiccup-choking sound. Only 365 days left.