Her beauty, sullied; her wisdom, corrupt; my love for her, violated. But still I answer...

Summoned to the palace in the dead of night, Twilight takes up a burden that even her generous, loving soul may not be able to handle...

Humanized Twilight/Tyrant!Celestia.

"Suppose I killed them all?"

A fellow pony notices that Princess Luna may have a serious problem: there is a small, sentient race inside her mane and they have been living there for quite some time. Luna must decide what to do about this.

A random short story I made to help bring the smiles.

--You will most likely enjoy this story if you also like:--
Luna freaking out
Celestia being totally chill
Sea ponies!
Explosions taking place inside people's hair
Entire wars taking place inside people's hair
Absurd and Absolutely Delicious Comedy
If you liked Mic the Microphone's Audio Version of this story:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIY268lNxeU

Celestia does not like the sun.

At all.

In fact, she really hates it.

This is news to everyone.

Image a mixture of DoctorRaz's Epic Celestia and DarkWasp's Sun Wallpaper blended together using GIMP.

She's been asked

She's been asked so many times

by so many ponies

in so many ways

she's still being asked

What goes through the mind of a nightmare?

How does it view the world?

How could it justify its rampage?

There was a pattern here....

She hadn't seen it before. Or rather, she had refused to see it before.

But...

Were ponies really so... naive?

Okay, first off, you don't get to call me Flurry Heart. Not unless you have special privileges which are only afforded to those who are related to me and/or are national heroes. Or, I guess, if you're that guard that mom sends after me...

Point is, I'm Skyla. Got it memorized? SKY. LA.

Now these are the stories of how I earned myself that name. And a few other titles. And look, maybe mom and dad say I'm just going through a phase, but I say PHASES ARE FOR WIMPS. This, is who I am!

And the only reason I'm using Circus-Cinnamon's photo is because I can't find any other photos with how I really feel on it. I mean seriously, crystal ponies, I'm yelling half the time, is it that hard to take an angry picture?!

When Twilight is awake, Celestia is her teacher, and she a faithful student. But when Twilight shuts her eyes, another mare approaches, who teaches her a very different lesson.

An experimental fic, written to play around with alternative perspectives. Be warned, ye who enter here.

At the end of the world, Twilight must convince Celestia to let go.

(Originally written for the Twilestia is Bestia Lightning Round, expanded upon and made into a one shot.)