Succession
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Horrible heat, blinding light. Celestia screaming in agony. Dying. The intense light blinds her and a deafening noise assaults her ears. Masonry breaks apart and glass shatters. Death. Hurtling through the air. Falling. Crashing. Bones snapping. Fire everywhere
As the unicorn returned to her senses for the second time, waves of pain tore through her nerves once again, and she whimpered weakly. This time, however, the pain was only the lesser of two evils. While she slept, she had had that terrible nightmare. One that seemed horribly real yet was unbelievable. As she recalled the dreadful and chaotic mess of images and impressions, she realized she had seen it all before. Had it been a dream then?
It had been a nightmare, one that had already come to pass; Celestia and Luna are dead, killed by a mysterious foe, and a devastating explosion has wiped out the entire Canterlot palace. The only survivor happens to be Twilight, living where two immortals have died.
Eternal night now possesses Equestria, and the unicorn is thrown into a world of madness and fear, working with her friends to try to discover what happened to their princesses and how their now dystopian world can be saved.
A huge thanks to my proofreader Some Person, who has played a great part in improving pretty much every aspect of the story.







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