Chapter 2
Stained Glass
Chapter 2
Admiral Biscuit
“I don't get why they can't keep Commander Hurricane's windows in the palace,” Rainbow grumbled. “It's really big, and there are lots of rooms with windows that just have clear glass in them. It doesn't seem like it would be that much effort to replace them with stained glass windows.”
“There would be far too many, even with all the windows in the palace.” Twilight followed a familiar path through Canterlot. Their friends had stuck with them until they’d reached Donut Joe’s, then they'd parted ways.
“How many famous ponies are there anyway?” Rainbow half-closed her eyes in contemplation. “Six in the pageant. Maybe a dozen really famous Wonderbolts . . . so, like, there shouldn't be more than forty or so ponies worthy of a stained glass window.”
Twilight chuckled softly, thinking of all the ponies who'd never made their mark on a history book and were nevertheless memorialized on a window. However, it was one thing to simply say so—and Rainbow would likely scoff if she did—and yet another to let her see it for herself, so Twilight changed subjects. “You'd be surprised. On your mental quick list, did you think to include Daring Do?”
Rainbow dropped down next to Twilight. “Are you saying that Daring Do has a stained glass window?”
Twilight nodded. “She’s on a window.” Admittedly, it was a stretch: the window primarily depicted Daring's grandparents. But their foals and grandfoals were included in the border, and—as Rainbow would say—that totally counted.
She couldn't wait to see the look on Rainbow's face when she examined that particular window.
On their way, Twilight hesitated once, uncertain which street the museum was on. She solved the dilemma not by thinking, but by going on instinct: she’d never turned before passing the apothecary, she remembered as they walked by its windows.
Her smile faltered as the museum drew into view. It wasn't as big as she'd remembered. It didn’t seem likely that it had shrunk in the intervening years, so it could only be a matter of time passing and her growing up.
It was hard to put into words what the building meant to her. As a filly, she'd never consciously noticed the trace of sadness on Princess Celestia's face as they toured the building together, and yet, she'd been aware of it.
It vaguely reminded her of the old photo album that her grandparents had flipped through one Hearth's Warming—the last that her great grand-uncle had been alive. The paintings and grainy sepia-toned photographs hadn't really meant much to her, but her grandfather had treated the album with great reverence. In some way, this was a scrapbook for Celestia.
Rainbow drew her out of her thoughts. "Is this it?"
Twilight nodded. "The pegasus hallway is in the center." It was in the center because it was the shortest. Most pegasi had little use for stained glass windows in their cloud cities, so it was rare that they commissioned a piece for themselves.
Nevertheless, there were many windows that had been donated to the Castle of the Two Sisters, and later the palace in Canterlot.
Perhaps that was one of the lessons that Princess Celestia had been trying to teach Twilight so many years ago. Perhaps one of the earliest proofs of unification had been when the first earth pony created a window memorializing a pegasus who she'd particularly admired, in contrast to the windows which the old unicorn nobles had demanded as tribute.
“Hmm.” Rainbow looked at the building. “It looks kind of like a library. Are you sure this is the right place? Aren’t museums supposed to have old bones in front of them or something?”
“I'm sure.” Twilight walked up the sidewalk to the marble stairs, their treads worn down from generations of ponies making the same journey. “And it is kind of like a library. Before literacy was common, pictures and stained glass windows told some of the history of Equestria, and the tradition continued—even now, when almost every foal learns to read in school, new stained glass windows are still made to honor and to teach. And to inspire.”
Twilight held the door open for Rainbow, and then followed the pegasus into the lobby. “Now, there’s a hallway for each of the three tribes, and the windows are generally arranged from oldest to newest, unless the oldest window isn’t ‘aesthetically pleasing.’”
“Oldest to newest, got it. So Commander Hurricane's windows ought to be right in the very front, right?”
“Yes; in fact, two of them flank the entryway.” She went through the lobby with sure steps. She might not have easily remembered the way here, but now that she was inside the entire museum was coming back to her. “It's the hallway right down there, next to—“
Twilight sighed. Rainbow, unsurprisingly, had zipped off as soon as she had a direction, and perhaps that was for the best. She wasn't going to gallop after her; no doubt Rainbow could read the plaques and figure it out for herself.
When Twilight arrived at the alcove, Rainbow pointed accusingly at the window. “How come they made Commander Hurricane a dude? And the plaque says so, too. Somepony made a mistake.”
“Nopony made a mistake,” Twilight said. “Commander Hurricane was a stallion.”
“But in the pageant, I played Commander Hurricane. I'm not a stallion.”
“The theatre has a long history of mares playing stallion's roles in plays. Besides, the pageant isn't about historical accuracy.”
“Stallions aren't as awesome as mares.” Rainbow scowled at the window. “It says that she—that he—joined a treaty with the earth ponies.”
Twilight nodded.
“Against the unicorns.”
“Yes, Rainbow, against the unicorns. That was back before unification, when the three tribes were fighting. Surely you remember the pageant, where the unicorns demanded tribute for bringing the sun, and the pegasi demanded tribute for bringing the weather— ”
“Yeah, yeah, of course I do.” Rainbow looked back at the window. “Did he win? I bet he won. He founded Pegasopolis.”
“He was a brash pony, and he never would have been anything but a hothead if it hadn't been for the war. But he had a gift of taking risks that paid off for him in the end, no matter how foolhardy they seemed at first.”
Rainbow grinned. “So you're saying that rushing in without thinking is a smart thing to do?”
Twilight’s ears flattened. “Sometimes boldness succeeds where caution fails,” she admitted.
“Ha!” Rainbow looked down the hallway stretching out in front of them. “Are there more with Commander Hurricane?”
“He was one of the founders of modern Equestria. Of course there are more windows with Commander Hurricane.” At her words, Rainbow started flying down the hall, but was stopped short by Twilight's field around her tail. “He has more windows than you do, so don't go flying down the hallway in an attempt to count them. This is a museum, not a race track.”
“Sorry, Mom.” Rainbow landed on the ground in front of Twilight.
I do sound like my Mom. “Would you rather tour at your own pace?”
Rainbow flicked her tail, and then shook her head. “I guess . . . you know more about these windows than just what the little plaques say, right? So it would be faster for you to just tell me about them.”
Twilight grinned. “On your left, right through the entryway, is a window honoring the founding of Pegasopolis.”
Ten Years Ago
“Where is it now? I know about Cloudsdale and Las Pegasus and Stratusburg—”
Celestia chuckled. “Pegasi aren't tied to the land the same way earth ponies and unicorns are, so as the city grew, eventually they all got tired of living together and started splitting up to explore and live in new lands. Nopony could agree which fraction got to be called Pegasopolis, so they decided that they would give their new cities new names.”
“That's sad.”
“Is it?” Princess Celestia smiled. “I rather thought it was a nice idea. New cities for new ponies, with no ties to the past. They didn't have to try and live up to what Commander Hurricane had created; they could start fresh and build their new cities in the way they wanted. Some things, Twilight, should remain the same. There should always be touchstones to the past, because that's where we came from. But they should not be millstones—sometimes ponies need to move on, to try something new and different, and I think that the pegasi lead us as often as not.”
“But they're so hot-headed!”
“Quick to anger and quick to forget. Some say that the pegasi were born from the sea, and their temperament reflects it.” She moved to the next window. “This window depicts General Firefly, who founded not only the Wonderbolts, but also what would become the Royal Guard. After— ponies got together and formed the E.U.P, which was meant to guard me.”
“Guard you? You don’t need guards.”
Princess Celestia beamed down at her. “Those were different times, Twilight. Ponies didn’t all get along, so they formed the E.U.P., which was the first unified Guard. Before that, they were split along tribal lines.
“On the celebration of the first year of peace, the very best pegasi put on an airshow for everypony.” She moved down the hallway, tilting her head towards a window showing a cluster of pegasi flying above a crowd of ponies.
As Twilight moved, the ‘sky’ in the window glittered with energy. She frowned and lit her horn—that wasn’t a magical effect she’d seen before. “How come there isn’t any magic doing that?”
“The greatest artisans rarely reveal their secrets,” Princess Celestia said. “General Firefly named her new flight team the Wonderbolts, because of the magical lightning their performance had caused.”
The Present
“The Wonderbolts donated most of these windows,” Twilight said. “They used to be at the flight barracks, so that recruits could learn about the history of the team.”
“If they spent more time flying, they wouldn’t have to learn history.”
“Yes, they would, because it’s important. The Protective Pony Platoons were unified, made up of all three tribes, but the Wonderbolts were pegasi-only.”
“Well, duh.” Rainbow looked over at Twilight. “Earth ponies and unicorns can’t fly.” She poked a hoof at Twilight’s back. “No wings.”
“There are spells, you know.” She regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.
“Believe me, I know. Best Young Flier in Equestria!”
Twilight rolled her eyes.
“Okay, how come it’s important?”
“We learned that Equestria does the best if all three tribes work together.”
Rainbow nodded. “That’s, like, the whole point of the pageant.”
“But it’s also important that each tribe does what they do best, even if that seems paradoxical.” Twilight pointed to the window depicting the Wonderbolts showering the crowd with magical lightning. “I can’t fly, and you can’t cast spells. We’re strongest when we work together and embrace what makes us special.”
“I guess that makes sense.” Rainbow looked at the window again, flying up so that she could get a closer look at the glass faces of the original Wonderbolts.
•••
“You said that Daring Do had her own window.”
“I said that she was on a window.” Twilight pointed to a small circle along the border. “Her family has been one of the pegasus dynasties since the early days of Equestria. She’s related to Commander Purple Dart, you know. Her parents commissioned this window for the Wonderbolts training camp, and then it was eventually moved here after Spitfire became the captain.”
Rainbow nodded absently. Her eyes had been drawn to one particular face. “Is that—”
“Yes.”
“They’re related?”
“They’re sisters.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Ten Years Ago
“What’s in here?” Twilight pointed down a short corridor. “The map just says that it’s a memorial.”
Princess Celestia nodded. “Not all ponies are famous enough to have windows made in their honor, and yet we would not be standing here today if it were not for their sacrifices. This room honors all the ponies who have died in service to the Crown.”
“Can we go in?”
For a moment, Twilight was sure that she’d said something wrong. Princess Celestia didn’t answer her right away. She shifted around on her hooves nervously. She’d read the entire tour guide, and it had mentioned this room. Even if it hadn’t—Princess Celestia must know it was here. She knew everything.
Twilight risked a glance back at her mentor. Princess Celestia had a distant look on her face, like her Mom got sometimes when she was distracted.
“Princess?”
A gentle smile reappeared on Princess Celestia’s face. “I’m sorry, Twilight. Of course we can go in.” Her golden aura touched the doors, and they swung open.
A small part of Twilight’s mind had expected this to be some sort of secret, hidden room, despite it being plainly mentioned in the tour guide and the pamphlet.
The stone walls were rough hewn, old and weatherworn, much darker than the stones that made up the rest of the museum. And the windows that let the light in, they were old, too. She’d seen enough of the museum to be able to tell by the design and the colors of the glass.
Natural sunlight poured through them, its light richer and more complex than the enchanted crystals.
More than anything, her focus was drawn to the plinth below each window. Each one contained a thick book.
“Go ahead,” Princess Celestia urged.
She moved out of the doorway, in case more ponies wanted to come into the room, but she moved no further than was necessary, her eyes taking in the room, trying to understand it, and why it felt so much older than the rest of the museum. It felt timeless.
Twilight was barely tall enough to see the book, even when she just stood on her hind hooves. She wasn’t sure why, but it didn’t seem like the right thing to take the book off its pedestal and examine it on the floor, especially with Princess Celestia standing right behind her.
She opened the cover and dedication page, and was confronted with a list of names and dates, all in Princess Celestia’s hornwriting. Row upon row, page upon page, name upon name.
The Present
Rainbow hesitated in front of the door. “Memorial Room? What’s that?”
“Not all ponies are famous enough to have windows made in their honor.”
The room was just as she’d remembered. Natural light filtered through the windows, spreading their colors across the floor and across the books that sat reverently atop the marble plinths.
Rainbow took one step into the room and then paused, studying the plinths with their thick books atop. “Pegasi are under the window with the clouds.”
The pegasus nodded and moved slowly across the room, her hooffalls echoing around the otherwise silent chamber.
Twilight gave her space.
She thought about King Sombra and the crystal ponies. She thought about her crystal prison, and wondered how close it had been to being a crystal tomb. It wasn’t too hard to imagine her parents standing below the unicorn window, reading her name in the book.
How many new pages had been added since the last time she’d visited?
She watched Rainbow turn through the pages, skimming over name after name, date after date. She knew that some of the entries simply ended unknown, and those must have been the hardest for the Princess to write.
•••
“Starshine was in the book.” Rainbow said softly. “She was the last entry.”
“Did you know her?”
“She worked on the coast. A typhoon came in, and . . . they never found her.
“I try not to think about it too much, and I won’t have anypony do something that I wouldn’t do. Because otherwise I couldn’t deal with it. I’ve got to be bold, or nopony else on the team will have confidence, but if I’m too bold, somepony will do something stupid, and get themselves hurt, or . . . it’s a lot easier when it’s just me. I know me. I know what I can do.” Rainbow scuffed a hoof across the pavement. “I don’t think the other girls would have understood it right.”
“No.”
“Maybe Applejack would.” Rainbow glanced up at the tall spires of the castle. “It must be hard, thinking every day that everything you say and do will affect somepony, maybe somepony you’ve never met, and never will.”
“I don’t think I could do it,” Twilight admitted.
“Sure you could. Hey, Twilight? I’m gonna sound like a total egghead, but next time when we’re in Canterlot, let’s look at one of the other corridors, okay?”
“I’d like that.”
“I still can’t believe Commander Hurricane was a guy.” Rainbow lifted off and did a little loop in the air.
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Wow! A 6 year gap between chapters might not be the site record but it's probably your personal record.
Glad to see it.
What's Pony Planet?
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Onto the Pony Planet is story by the same author, a sequel to Celestia Sleeps In. The long delay between updates (it's notionally still ongoing) has become something of a running gag in the comments of his stories.
Very Good.
Misandry? From My Little Ponies?
Title card: 6 YEARS LATER
Wow! Happy to see this updated! You know, I'm so used to you developing the MLP world with your OCs that it makes it that much more amazing when you write the canon characters. All of your world building gives every interaction a lot of weight to the point that it doesn't just feel like they're developed, but they're non-fiction. I love it!
To be honest, I've personally become extremely disillusioned with the show and fandom over the last decade, but the two things that keep me from leaving entirely are The Changeling of The Guard & the Admiral Biscuit Cinematic Universe™. Keep it up!
An interesting story to see return. Not the first time I have seen Commander Hurricane as a guy. A nice story to end this holiday on I think.
Wonder how often Celestia has to make a new entry.
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It's more the way that the various tribes approached it. With the unicorns, their mindset was "we deserve to have it because we are the master race" while with the pegasi, it was closer to "we will take what we must if we want to live".
Additionally, in this author canon, the pegasi eventually unified with the earth ponies, but the unicorns kept holding on to their notions until they were eventually defeated in battle.
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“ I won’t go easy on you, just because you’re a stallion”. -RD to Big Mac, season 1
Hehe, Rainbow getting a taste but not deeply understanding. Twilight is getting it, but it seems she's handling it well.
Does anyone else think there is a spell involved to make ponies less likely to go to/find that museum? I don't see that many ponies who don't have a historian cutie mark questioning the number of windows, and it seems to be both difficult to find, and not outwardly noteworthy. Plus even Twilight seemed a bit bewildered in trying to find the place, somewhere she had been to several times. Also every time she went there we didn't see any other ponies browsing around the windows. There certainly aren't throngs of ponies there grabbing souvenirs from the "little shop" that all museums seem to have.
Well, this was an update I wasnt expecting. Great addition to the first chapter.
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For better or worse, it probably is. I suppose if I pick back up on A Gift From Celestia, that’ll have a longer gap.
Thank you!
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Yeah, yeah, I’ll have an update to that maybe even this summer.
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Thank you!
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It’s kinda canon in the series and it’s very much canon in my stories, certainly in this ‘verse.
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Right, but that section took place ten years ago, so it still works out.
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Thank you!
I do prefer to write the background characters, and that shift started to happen during Onto the Pony Planet, where it turns from the main cast and fan favorites in the beginning, to more and more background characters and OCs as the story goes along.
It’s also interesting that you bring up the worldbuilding, since I’m thinking of doing a panel on that topic at Everfree Northwest this year. Assuming that it gets approved, and also assuming that I get something together that’s vaguely panel-like.
I can’t really make an informed comment on the show, since I largely stopped watching it in season 6. As for the fandom . . . yeah, there are some issues, no question. I do my best to keep my corner of the site nice and friendly, but I’m only one person, there’s only so much I can do. I appreciate you staying here for at least the BCU and the Changeling of the Guard (which I’ve heard good things about, but I’ve never read).
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According to the wiki, he is a guy. I don’t know if that was confirmed or just theorized back when I wrote this (it could have been a lucky guess).
Thank you!
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I wouldn’t be surprised if it was several times a month, on average. There are a lot of monsters and a lot of storms; there are ships that never make it to port.
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Yes, coupled with this:
The two tribes decided that their best way forward was to have both protecting the diminishing food supply, and both fighting off the unicorn attempts to steal it.
(Also in my headcanon, the unicorns stole credit for advanced math from the pegasi, but the pegasi weren’t too mad about that).
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While Twilight certainly understands the importance of history more than Rainbow does, I think that Rainbow is the one who understands the memorial room more. I think that simply due to her job, Rainbow knows far more ponies who have been lost in the line of duty, largely on weather patrols or rescue missions.
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Or else a large number of contemporary ponies aren’t all that interested in history. For example, while Twilight figured out that Nightmare Moon was going to return, nopony else seems to have. I would assume Princess Celestia knew (and perhaps planned accordingly), but you’d think that the Royal Guard would be ready for it.
Could be that the museum has limited interest to most ponies on most days. Or that it’s more of a weekend destination.
I’ll be honest, on more than one occasion when I’m going back to somewhere I haven’t been in a decade or so, I don’t always remember the directions on the first try. Or I’ll take a more familiar turn . . . for example, some years back, I was going to my old high school, and instead turned off a mile early ‘cause that was the street my friend lived on, and I was used to taking a left there instead of going straight.
I honestly did think of including other ponies looking at the windows, but felt like that would kind of dilute the focus of the story. If I were to illustrate it as a comic, there would have been ponies in the background in the main galleries.
I don’t think it would have a gift shop; I don’t think it’s that kind of a museum.
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Thank you!
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If you want to think about something much much worse, think for a moment about the age difference between Rarity and Spike.
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Just in time for Celestia to sleep in again? 💆
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You aren't Twilight Sparkle -- her memory is like a steel trap, never letting things go. I would trust Twilight to be able to return somewhere even if she went there only once.
Having other ponies around would have improved the story, if you think they would have been around. As it is, it seems more like a tomb, an inner sanctum of Celestia's that few ponies ever visit. The forgotten history with reasons why it is forgotten, hidden in plain sight.
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For better or worse, it’s probably the same as the age difference between Rarity and Sweetie Belle, based on the assumptions that Twilight and Rarity are the same age, and that ponies get their cutie marks at the same age.
Since Rarity got her cutie mark at the same time as Twilight did, and Spike was hatched when Twilight got her cutie mark, and Sweetie Belle now has a cutie mark.
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Well, it’s getting close to summertime, and that’s a good time to sleep in
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Didn’t she forget about Moondancer’s birthday present for like five or six seasons? I’m less sure that Twilight’s navigational skills are flawless, especially for someplace she only previously went when she was a filly.
It very much could be that, too. And Princess Celestia could have been taking Twilight there to teach her an important lesson, even if she might not really understand for a decade what that lesson was.
Meh.
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It was more that she forgot to tie any loose ends up in Canterlot(She even had an overdue library book -- for shame). After defeating Nightmare Moon, she transitioned to Ponyville, kind of making a clean break. It seems to runs in the family. Her brother didn't exactly keep in touch about his life either. She only realized how many loose ends she had in Canterlot during Amending Fences when she was further along with her friendship lessons. Heck, she didn't even realize Lyra was living in Ponyville and she isn't the easiest pony to miss.
I love your pegasi lore.
Fantastic story. Love Twilight and Dash's dynamic at play. And the memorial room and its numerous tomes makes me feel even worse for Princess Celestia.
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Thanks!
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I’m just saying that she might not have the best memory about some things, and forgetting Moondancer--and her library book, I forgot about that--implies that.
There is a comedy fic that says that Twilight can’t look west. (I’d link it, but it’s mature. The word ‘sno-cone’ is in the title.)
You do raise an interesting point about Shining especially; obviously, that was just the show writers introducing a character and throwing in some sloppy backstory, but that could certainly be interpreted by a viewer as them just not staying in touch all that well. And I’ll be honest, I’m not all that great at staying in touch with my brother; at best, I see him once a year and we rarely call each other. Or send e-mails or texts or use social media or any of those other things that are super easy to do in the modern age . . .
I don’t know how she could have missed Lyra, maybe she can’t see seafoam green, either. Or maybe the show writers assumed we’d just forget about all the times Twilight was near Lyra.
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Maybe Lyra was always to the west of her.
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Thank you!
It’s fanon!
Thank you!
It’s not so easy to be in charge, and I think that some ponies forget that. Sometimes she has to make tough decisions for the benefit of Equestria, I think she needs to remember all the ponies who serve her, who sacrificed themselves for the benefit of Equestria.
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That would be an interesting take on Twilight -- Twilight having a god-awful memory. Her OCD with everything in its place is because if something were moved, she'd never find it again. She writes long checklists because without them, she'd forget half the things on the list. She relies entirely on Spike to remember things for her. She studies constantly because if she didn't she'd never learn anything. Her ability is more that she puts in 17 hours a day to her studies instead of the normal 6 that other ponies might.
It is nice to see this story update. It has been so long that I had to reread the 1st chapter. In the 1st chapter, Celestia teaches Twilight, but much goes over her head, for now. In the 2nd chapter, after at least someteen years, Twilight understands and teaches Rainbow, but some of this goes over her head, for now (much less because Rainbow is more mature than Twilight was when she was a foal). This is how time works.
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I don’t know if I’d go that far with her memory being bad, but I could certainly see her having memory issues with some things as a reason that she has some of her OCD and certainly a reason why she’d have Spike make lists for her. I personally have trouble remembering some stuff, so I frequently write notes to myself or send myself a text on my cell phone so I’ll remember to do something I need to do.
Lists could also be to help her OCD; she might get obsessed with the idea that she forgot something, but if it’s checked off on the list, than she knows it was done.
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Thank you!
It is unfortunate that it wound up taking so long to publish the second chapter--I certainly didn’t plan for it to take that long, but things happened and it fell on the back burner. . . .
You’re right that there was a lot that Princess Celestia was teaching that filly Twilight didn’t really understand, although the seed was planted in her mind, and of course now that she’d older and wiser she understands a lot more than she did.
Rainbow certainly has a better understanding of the museum seeing it for the first time as an adult . . . I guess there are some things that you really need some life experience to understand.
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I thought about the question of what to do problematic artwork from the 1st chapter. It seems to me that we should not venerate it by displaying it in public while fascists go on about good ponies on both sides, but it is part of our history, whether we like it or not. Putting it into a museum where it can be properly contextualized seems like the right thing to do.
For the 50th birthday of NASA back in 2008, Neal DeGrasse Tyson suggested that rather venerating slaveholders waging war against the United States of America for preserving slavery who then went on to found the Ku Klux Klan for repressing the former slaves, the South should venerate NASA:
The Southern USA is the part of the nation closest to the equator. When launching into prograde orbits, the rotation of the Earth helps. For this reason, most NASA-facilities are in the South.
Replacing Confederate Iconography with NASA-Iconography sounds like a great idea to me.
Thank you for writing!
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I agree. It’s important to remember, and it’s equally important to have it in context. Like Celestia said, keeping such artwork in the palace is problematic.
Yeah, I don’t see them going for that. Which is a shame.
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You’re welcome!
Yeah, she would definitely say that.
Maybe, but telling her that will bite you in the back eventually. I'm sure of it.
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And then this happened:
Interesting stuff. Poor Celestia.