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// A gloomy day 
// Story: Memories 
// by PoP-TarT 
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Chapter 3

Celestia left her daze with a sharp inhale. Her breaths came out all chocked up. Tears were slowly streaming down her face and dripping onto her bed sheets.
“ I-I can’t, I-I j…just can’t!” she sobbed. She had only been through one memory, but already she felt as though she was ready to die.
Her salty tears hit her wound, making her jump from the shock of the pain. She looked down. Only now she realised how much blood was on the sheets. 
“ Must stop cry” she whispered. It took a minute to rein in the sobs and waited a few more minutes for the redness to leave her eyes.
Once she was happy with the state she was in, she use her magic to pull the string that was magically attached to a bell in her maids room.
It wasn’t even a minute before her honey coloured maid, Dusty, ran in with her hair a mess and her lace head-dress crooked.
“ Your Majesty, are y-OH!” she noticed the blood on her sheets and cut on her leg. Celestia quickly calmed her down.
“It’s alright! It’s not that bad, I just would like some help.” Dusty nodded quickly running. Celestia presumed she was going for the doctor.

***

It was 5:30 am, just after sunrise ( Celestia’s parents had decided that, due to her weak state, had decided to raise the sun for her) when Luna ran in like a panicked  mad-mare. Her eyes with and her wings spread.
“I only just heard, are you alright!” she half screamed. Celestia open her mouth to speak, but Luna wouldn’t let her.
“ Oh my sun-goddess, are you alright!” Luna shouted. Celestia frowned. Celestia didn’t like anypony say that term around her. She much rather them say the rude version then use the term that ponies made hundreds of years ago.
“Oh, my! And its where that strange scar is too!” Luna had quickly ran over and picked up her injured leg.
“ How do you know about that?!” Celestia barked bitterly, pulling her leg out of her sisters’ grasp. How did Luna know about that scar?!
“Oh please, Tia! I have had enough baths with you when I was younger!” Luna said defensively. Tia remembered. When Luna was just a foal, she was afraid to go into the bathtub alone in fear of drowning. So, she always made her sister join her. 
Celestia took a calming breath.
“ I AM fine Luna. Mother rose the sun for me so I could rest. Infact, as much as I love you Luna, I need my rest, so you should leave.” Celestia saw as her sister’s face fell. This broke her heart. As Luna turned to leave, but Celestia grabbed her and smothered her in a bear-hug.
“ S-Stop” giggled Luna before bursting into a fit of laughter.
“Now go!” Said Celestia, playfully pushed her of the bed, before continuing to push her out the room with her magic.
“Ok, Ok!” giggled Luna “ Get well!” then she shut the door. As soon as the door clicked closed, Celestia closed the curtains, locked the door and threw the thick blankets over her head in a frenzy of magic.
Under the covers, Celestia bit back her tears. She knew she had to go back to the memories, but she couldn’t bring herself to. As soon as she was about to bring the next important memory to the front of her mind, but then suddenly her confidence would slip away, leaving her in a sobbing mess.
After doing this multiple  times, the memory finally came forward.

***

The day was dark and gloomy, matching every ponies mood. Miserable.
Four figures stood around a grave. Three ponies and one draconequs, all wearing black. Celestia pushed the black veil that was attached to the head piece that was clipped to her mane. Her mother gave her a gentle and small nudge in a direction, before turning with her father and walking towards the castle.
Celestia looked towards where her mother had pushed her. Discord, dressed in a small black tie, still look devastated at the grave. His mother’s grave.
Celestia knew what her mother was asking her to do.
She walked quietly over to him, sit beside him. She didn’t try to speak to him. She knew he was broken. It was like the broken things in her room. It would sit there on her top shelf for a while before she would finally get the glue and fix it.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before discord broke down. He crumpled as the racking sob took over his body. He leaned towards her, she didn’t know if this movement was subconscious our not, but she took advantage of this.
She wrapped her legs around him, hugging him. She would occasionally pat his head or rock him from side to side, but apart from that they did nothing. After a while, she pulled away and carefully guided him to the castle.

***

Celestia had trouble keeping the sobs from getting to loud. She knew she was doing the ugly cry. A cry that every mare had. Not a soft cry. No. The cry where they’re faces become red, eyes puffy and mouths agape.
Celestia took a deep breath before searching through her mind again.