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// Perfect 
// Story: Inside of My Chrysalis 
// by EpicChrysalis 
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	Chaos and I managed to get the rock off Illy. We used a lot of strength and magic to shove it off. I insisted on burying Illy somewhere better. Illy was gross by now. She was cold, pale, and half her hair had fallen off. She kept glowing though. There was dried, brown, crusty blood all over her. The black muck made black vomit too, so there was some of that on her. And to make it worse, she reeked. 
I couldn't believe she was once the helpless, shy, lovable filly who I was so attached too. When we tried to pick her up, she split into two. The non squashed half came right off the squashed half. Chaos got to levitate the squashed half, while I did the non squashed half. We kept her in the sleeping position. When we got outside through the middle path, the land we saw was beautiful.
A mountain towered high with a city clinging to the side of it. There were lots of towns in forests, plains, ice lands, deserts, even by a canyon. Chaos pointed to a city in the sky. This whole place was mesmerizing. We climbed up the mountain into the city on the side of it. I read on a sign; "Welcome to Canterlot, Capitol of Equestria!" This whole place must be Equestria.
I knocked on a door. I wanted to know some more, like where to bury Illy, where I should go after as a tourist attraction. I never want to leave Equestria. I want to live here.
A regal, sophisticated, yellow mare stared at me. Her son, not as regal was by here. They were obviously shocked at two changelings levitating a dead changeling.
"Excuse me ma'am, but where should I bury my friend?" I mumbled shyly. I tried to act helpless and devastated (but I didn't have to act for being devastated) to adore her and get her to forget that I am different. She was different too. She only had a horn, and so did her son. Their horns weren't sharp, their legs didn't have holes in them, neither did their manes, tails or horns.
The yellow mare shrieked at the sight of Illy. She ran away, into her house. The son started laughing.
"Cheese legs!" He teased, and laughed at us. He made a disgusted face at Illy. "Eww, that's sad. Your friend is an oversized glowing squashed bug." He went back in his house. The results from all the other houses were either "Cheese legs" "Giant bug" "Eww, gross." or they ran inside screaming. We were different to them. We had thin, gooey wings with holes. They had feathered wings. We had horns with holes in them too. Just to see how revolting our cheese legs were, I walked into a dairy shop and the salespony refused to let me buy cheese, because he said it would be cannibalism, as I was part cheese to him. I was so mad I just screamed. Equestria isn't as good as I thought.
I walked down an empty road. Doors that were peeked open banged shut as I walked by. As I lifted my head, I saw an enormous castle. I was get tired of levitating Illy. Chaos and I approached the majestic castle. The guards started whispering and making faces as we approached. But the second Chaos touched her hoof to the first step on the long staircase, the guards snapped into action and were suddenly all pointing spears at us, and a few stood as a barricade across the staircase.
"Who goes there?" The leader, a handsome black stallion with a silver mane shouted. His voice was so majestic and pure, but also scolding.  Chaos stepped back several steps. We slowly walked backwards. It was all silent.
"Make it quick." I said softly, so they couldn't hear me. I closed my eyes, and braced myself for a thousand spears rushing in to me all at once. It lasted a while. I peeked open an eyelid to see what they were doing. Some didn't have their spears. They were just whispering again. But I knew I couldn't get in because the barricade stood still. Chaos scooted forward, towards the guards to see if they would let her pass. They lashed out at us again.
Silence lasted only a few moments. A female voice, ten times as majestic and flowing interrupted the silence. "Let them be, they're just fillies." Her voice wasn't scolding, it was soft and gentle. A  white pony with a flowing multicolored mane softly landed on her hooves with golden designs on them.  Her smile disappeared when she saw us closer. I tried not to roll my eyes when she stepped back, or tried to hide how revolted she was.
"You- you poor things. A- are you orphans?" She asked almost sarcastically. I could tell she thought nopony was an orphan in her country, because she always got them to a caring foster mom. She looked like that type of pony.
"Yes." We grunted simultaneously.
She looked shocked. "Come with me." She said. Her usual voice and smile returned.
"My name is Princess Celestia. I would love to introduce you to my little sister, but sadly she is stuck on the moon."
"Wow, how did that happen?"
She told us a long story about Elements of Harmony, Eternal Night, and Nightmare Moon.
Her sister, Luna, became jealous because the night she brought was slept through, and Princess Celestia, who brought day, tried to tell her night is a nice, peaceful time. Luna didn't agree. She refused to lower the moon one day, and Celestia gave up on fact and tried to tell Luna she was loved so much more, and that it was wrong of her to not give her as much as she deserved. But Luna smiled at announced, "Right, you owe me. And eternal night is how you will pay!"
This darkness in her heart turned her into Nightmare Moon. So Princess Celestia banished her to the moon using the elements because she had no choice.
"I regret being so blind. If I had known Luna was feeling bad, I could have done something for her before it was too late. But know, she is gone. She will return on the longest day of the thousandth year. And I don't know when that will be, but it will come soon. I know that." She whispered. I was so fascinated by her story.
"So, my little ponies, may I hear your stories?" The princess asked. I stood up swiftly.
"We're not ponies like your ponies.  We're changelings! We're not yours and we're not little." First, I explained what changelings were. Then Chaos barged in and told her all about the poor town of Noapte. We told the princess everything. The breath tax, the burning, the mines, Illy (which made her start crying), and how we've been treated so far by the ponies. Princess Celestia nodded solemnly and looked out her window. "I will speak to them. You are welcome here." She smiled brightly and looked down on us. "In fact, why don't you stay here at Canterlot Castle?"
Chaos and I screamed with joy. We would live with rich royalty in a kind nation. Now, I am certain I will never leave Equestria. But I had an intriguing thought. 'If it's too good to be true, it isn't true.' Was there something I was missing out on? As soon as I saw the red flicker in Princess Celestia's eyes, I knew it. She was going to use us. Ideas poured into my head. Enslaved, killed for entertainment, public humiliation ponies, hypnotized guards, turned into stone statues, used for dangerous science experiments. I looked outside and saw a red bird flying by. Maybe it's feathers caused the flicker. I just had to hope.