Guardians of Allura, Short Story

Here is the last GoA short story about Willow, 


Eclipse stood under the full moon. She had to know for sure, had the time come?

The Unicorn's black coat glimmered in the clearing and her mane shifted as she lowered her horn to gently touch the grass. She closed her eyes and let the visions come. 

Eclipse sighed as the pictures faded. She knew what must be done and she could not change it even if she tried.

"Eclipse?" Willow quiet call drifted across the clearing. Eclipse raised her head but did not turn to the sound of bare feet walking on the grass. 

"Eclipse," Willow said as she came to a stop beside her, "Is everything alright?"

Eclipse raised her eyes to the stars. "I hope so." she turned in the direction Willow had come from. "Come, we must sleep, tomorrow I want you to play for me."

 

The sun rose over Allura, waking the sleepy land. Willow clambered down the tree she had slept in, her belongings tied around her waist.  With a questioning look she mounted Eclipse.

They journeyed in the silence of the forest for some time before Willow finally voiced the question she been pondering since the night before.

"What's happening?" 

Eclipse continued steadily as she replied, "Our time of running and hiding is over." 

"Is Alicia coming?" Willow said quickly.

"No child," she replied, "I feel we will be going to her." Eclipse halted; they had reached the same clearing from last night.

Willow slid to the ground, "What are we doing here then?" She asked.

The unicorn walked to the centre of the clearing and gently lay down before answering. "I would like you to play for me." 

Willow sat beside her on the grass and removed her flute from her belt. "what happens after?" 

"We will see." was the simple reply.

Eclipse watched as the young girl raised the wooden instrument to her lips, as the sounds floated through the air and the birds joined the song. She watched Willow's eyes widen as she saw something in the tree. 

Willow darted a glance at Eclipse, who nodded slightly. Her song did not falter, but her eyes fixed on the figures emerging form the forest. 

Eclipse did not turn to look, she kept her gaze on the young girl she had raised in the forest, the one with curly brown hair, the one wearing a tattered dark blue dress. She didn't need to look she knew everything Willow saw. 

A young girl on the back of a white unicorn, a boy of the same age holding a staff, and a grey werewolf were standing on the edge of the clearing watching a wild looking girl play a wooden flute while sitting next to a black unicorn.

It was everything Eclipse had seen under the full moon. Their lives were changing and changing fast.



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