A collection of literature and various ideas of everyone in our little company.
Stories, poems and other things written by us that may or may not become more. This is a collection of all our ideas, constantly growing in complexity and quality. Some of these are seeds to become new stories in the future. Others are merely ways for us to unwind, and record our thoughts.
Whatever the case, here are our ideas. You're welcome to have a look!
(Rating, character tags, etc... will be attributed to each individual piece)
I am Astral Star, presenting to you an ongoing side project to our everyday lives. This will be a collection of short stories, fairy tales, poems and the like, that all of us here have decided to write.
None of the stories here would've been done with the full expectation of being added to this collection. Anything that jumps into our imagination will be recorded, and if seen fit, added to this collection.
This is as much a personal thing, as a public thing. We are merely sharing some stories with you, hoping that you would enjoy them as much as we have enjoyed writing them.
Long ago, beyond the magical land of Equestria, there was once a grand kingdom.
It was ruled by a beautiful queen, who was loved by all throughout the land, it prospered and grew beyond anything any pony could have imagined. The land flourished in her care, the water and wind sung her praises to the glorious sky above. Not a single tear was shed, for as long as she had lived. The people bowed in the streets, flowers were tossed in her wake, and ponies cheered for joy for every smile she threw their way.
She had ruled with such benevolence and grace for hundreds of years. None have questioned her longevity, but all have worshiped her life as the grand model of perfection. Against her wishes, they transcended her name to equal the gods themselves. Like all things however, good or bad, they must come to an end.
One day, she began to grow old. Her people began to worry, they knew not what would happen to their bountiful land without her care and service. To their relief, she had a solution. Before the time of her passing, she adopted an apprentice. From a young age, she would nurture and train her to take her place once the time is right, thus securing the future of the kingdom.
This little foal grew up big and strong. She was beautiful and wise, almost equaling her mentor in every shape and form. The queen, so proud of her student she was, that she was blind to the darkness seeping into the little mare's heart.
Unknown to all but herself, the mare was insatiable. Tasting the power of the queen's knowledge and magic, she hungered for more. She had begun a quest for power that would consume her in mind, body, and eventually, spirit.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years as she searched. Hours upon hours she spent, trawling through all the known magics, learning every single one until she's mastered them all. Yet, her hunger did not cease, she yearned for more, she wanted power above all else.
She wanted power, she wanted might, she wanted omniscience, she wanted...
Divinity
Decades since the beginning of her search, she came upon a tome so ancient and powerful, it had been kept secret for all of known history. Inside, it gave her everything she wanted. The most powerful and darkest of magics laid bare before her hungry eyes, she took it all. She absorbed all this knowledge, and it in turn consumed her. She was no longer the mare that lived under the shadow of a queen.
She was POWER!
Soon she confronted her former mentor, in an attempt to usurp the throne, she engaged a colossal battle of magical might. The queen, with a heavy heart, stood against her pupil. Darkness and anarchy spread across the land as the two arcane forces fought for dominance. The Kingdom fell to ruin as Chaos claimed the people.
The once beautiful kingdom, crumbled into living death as war and strife plagued the land for years gone by. Seeing the destruction that their conflict had wrought, the queen pleaded for the fighting to end. But her pupil was beyond caring now, all she wanted was power, and she couldn't care less what happened to those in her way.
The queen, with tears in her eyes, called upon the most sacred and forbidden of magic. With her superior majesty, she wasted away all that her pupil had become. She forcefully divided power from body, killing her student in the process. She gathered all the darkness, all the destruction, all the strife and flung it away, into lands beyond sight and memory.
Swollen with grief and sadness, the queen past away a sorrowful shell of her former self. The land withered, the water and wind stilled their song, and the sky darkened in its absence. The Kingdom mourned for the loss of their queen
It wasn't long before the sands of time claimed them. Long faded into distant memory, their sadness reached deep into the earth below, never to see the light of day.
Years afterward, their agony poisoned the land above. Their wailing conjured a fog so thick, that even light dared not go further. The Kingdom became shrouded in darkness, as the students final curse wreathed the sky in black. Creature's beyond knowledge, embodiment of destruction and death claimed this land for their own.
The power of the student, slumbered deep beneath its soil, feeding its spawn with corrupt and dangerous power.
Come my child, Tuck yourself in bed, And I’ll tell you a little story, While you lay your sleepy head.
There was once a land of magic, A whimsical place merely dreamt, Where pegasi, unicorns and earth ponies, Lived there lives content.
It was ruled by two princesses, Wise, fair and just Their beauty outshone the brightest star, And will never fade to dust,
The older was tall and proud, She roused the sun each morning To kiss the earth below Then set it, as if sleeping.
The younger was an elegant blue, A shy but intelligent mare, She summoned the moon and stars, Each night, with delicate care
One day, the younger grew restless, Her sister bathed in the spotlight, While she lingered in the shadows, In the corner, out of sight.
Day, by day, bit by bit, Jealousy gnawed at the younger, Her beautiful night shunned for the day, But in her mind, no longer.
Letting darkness consume her heart, The younger let fear rule her night, Embracing the nightmares of dreaming, She challenged her subjects to fight.
No one rose to meet her, All were cowering and frail, But one certain princess pressed on, For good, on the largest scale.
The older returned to fight her sister, A clash resounded throughout, Streaming lights danced in the sky, While magic did scream and shout.
A terrible battle was fought that night, An epic tale for history’s pages, But the younger soon beat her sister, Proving the better of the mages.
The older so desperate to stop her, She brought forth her greatest asset, The Elements of Harmony, Were her best and final bet.
The battle died down in a flash of colour, The younger flung screaming into the sky, While her tearful sister stood below Wishing her a bitter goodbye.
Dust was scattered, ashes burned History written, lessons learned Banished was she, that mistress of fright In order to dispel her endless night
