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// The Sun's Nephew 
// Story: Atychiphobia 
// by Ice Star 
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i love the eyes of everypony in canterlot
how they shine with secrets and knowledge
i might one day hold in my hooves
like hundreds of shiny stars
all as sweet as candy

everypony important
has eyes brighter with mystery
then all their bits

Your nephew is one of them
and You showed him to me with a smile
that vanished behind closed doors
when i asked why he was Your nephew

You looked at me
like nopony had asked that before
and showed only confusion
when You said it was ceremonial
because i thought there was more
when You told me
twice
there was nothing
and i was being rude
with Your nicest smile

he is a shadow of You
with Your sunshine distilled
into golden looks
and blue eyes
paler than sky
that looked at me tiredly
like i was only another meal
at a feast
and You had presented him
with enough faces before

he acts like he has no idea
every mare and filly
in all of equestria
wouldn't eat her heart
to have his

i knew he was supposed to 
say hello first
i can't help myself
and smiled

even though
we said hello
like we were shooting 
marbles
with every intention of missing
while talking over tea like we were in a six-legged race
but i wanted his secret most of all
to feel its weight
like the box of magic stones under my dorm bed

You still smiled down at us
warm and distant and confusing
all the same
like when i was a filly trying to tell
firefly lanterns from open flame