Teleportation was a strange thing. It was like your body was both exploding and imploding at the same time and, for just a fraction of a second, you felt like you were going to die. Sunset Shimmer could still remember the first time she'd done it. That familiar aura of teal magic surrounded her horn, her eyes squeezed shut in concentration as she thought about where she was and where she wanted to end up, then POP! As the years passed and she grew more adept at her craft, that dying feeling registered less and less until she didn't even feel it anymore. She was always aware of what was happening and was prepared for it. When the POP! happened this time, however, the teleportation had not been of her own volition and she felt, for just a second, she was going to die.
Reappearing among the stars didn't help convince her otherwise.
Above, all around, and below, space was her only companion. Sunset lifted her hooves, one by one to try and see what ground she stood on that felt so solid, bu