• Member Since 4th Mar, 2012
  • offline last seen 4 hours ago

bahatumay


Simultaneously able to type 94 wpm and still take five years to finish a story. If you're feeling generous, throw a ko-fi at me.

E

In the midst of a horrifying tragedy, Princess Celestia reflects on her life, on how she could have descended so low, and if recovery is even a possibility.


Written for the A Thousand Words contest, category: fluff.

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 13 )

Celestia has fallen. Quite literally, in this case.

It took me far too long to realise what you meant by fall :rainbowlaugh:
Dammnit take my angry upvote for making me spit out my hot chocolate in laughter

But what was the lavender that Luna was holding :V

11209507
She does it every night, to help the ponies sleep well.

not like celestia is going to get much sleep after that, but still :raritywink:

as she descended to the ground with all the poise and grace of a fat pigeon that had lost its footing and fallen off the roof,

:rainbowlaugh: Love it, I can see it in my head. I am totally going to find a way to use this in my D&D game I am running.

Not gonna lie, I half expected her to have dropped a piece of cake when I read the title and summary. Not disappointed though.

11209858
That would also be an unspeakable tragedy!

She need to order Life Alert!

:rainbowlaugh: The musical suggestions are especially great. Imagining the first playing out as the fall happens in slow motion, Celestia's eyes widening, the guard watching helplessly...

And cut to Luna. And her song. :ajsmug:

Outstanding work. Thank you for it, and best of luck in the judging.

But they still counted, in her opinion. And yet now, to be brought so low by an enemy so mean, so subtle, so unassuming, it really was more than a little bit distressing. It shook her like she’d never been shaken before.

dang, this is really building up the anticipation for the reveal here! i am feeling it

She was head of the state, symbolic of her nation, a shining white pillar of virtue and grace.

so true, augh, would be so proud to be her subject if i could

All these thoughts flew through her mind as she descended to the ground with all the poise and grace of a fat pigeon that had lost its footing and fallen off the roof, and she hit the ground with a sound similar to a rubber duck being squeezed as her own weight and momentum compressed her lungs. Her mane and tail whipped forward from her sudden stop, cascading messily over her face, and her crown flew off her head.

aww, poor Celly! the metaphors of being like clumsy birds are just on point here

She quickly lit her horn and teleported it back to the top of her head, stopping the noise, then pushed herself up.

hehe, that horn is so convenient!

And even if he did, he would be retiring soon, and the story would eventually die with him.

hehe, oh Celestia! that's a little much to think about for a little fall isn't it?

For a long moment, neither sister said anything.

And then a little smile started spreading across her sister’s lips.

aww, adorable!


ah, this was excellently done! the contrast between the buildup of the reveal and the reveal, and just how adorable Celestia was in her flusteredness, all of it was rendered just so perfectly. and haha, i literally just got the title! ah, that really is the cherry on the cake. mixing up literal and metaphorical falls works just so well, for how commonly the latter is used for angst. great job here!

PresentPerfect
Author Interviewer

love the music selection XD

I thought for sure she farted in public...

Login or register to comment