Between

by TheMajorTechie

Reminisce

Twilight wondered if this was how it felt to Rarity when she cut her fabric.

A straight, clean, cut.

Not through silk.

Not through linen.

Not through wool nor cotton nor paper.

No, this was fabric of the dimensional kind.

She stared into the gaping tear she'd created. Where before, the lines drifted and flowed like strings floating in water, this...

She narrowed her eyes.

Her vision went black.