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// #2 Celestia 
// Story: The Rift 
// by Colors 
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I



“In the beginning,” Discord said in a booming voice, “Celestia created the heavens and Equestria!”

Celestia sighed.

“Now Equestria was formless and empty! Darkness was over the surface of the deep! And the Spirit of Celestia was hovering over the waters!”

“For the last time,” Celestia said half-heartedly, “I didn’t-”

“AND CELESTIA SAID, ‘LET THERE BE LIGHT’, AND THERE WAS LIGHT! CELESTIA SAW THE LIGHT WAS GOOD; AND SHE SEPARATED THE LIGHT FROM THE DARKNESS!”

“I didn’t write this, Discord. I don’t know who did. Ponies just started passing it around in Canterlot. Somepony must have thought it was funny.”

“Hehehe...” The book disappeared out of Discord’s talons, reappearing in front of Celestia, who inadvertently read the next couple of lines which she had tried so hard to avoid.

... Celestia called the light ‘day,’ and the darkness she called ‘night.’ And there was evening, and there was  morning – the first day.

This was ridiculous. She lit her horn, tossing it aside.

“A great prank then, I would say! Such devotion! Fifty chapters!”

“Discord... I am busy. Is there anything-”

“And you know... I think ponies are starting to believe it.”



II



It was true.

She wouldn’t admit it in front of Discord, but this was more than just a prank. This was harmful. Celestia could almost hear the whispers...

... so this is how it all began ... she never told us ... this is amazing ...

“And who knows... maybe they’re right?”

Celestia merely scoffed, hoping that would end the subject, throwing a nervous glance at her chamber’s doors. No-one was allowed to just go in here – this of course included Discord, but it was no use telling the draconequus what to do and not to do.

“Are they?”

“’And Celestia said ‘let there be light’ and there was light,’” she quoted. “Please. Of course this isn’t true.”

“Well, maybe not all of the specifics. But the general idea...?”

“I won’t talk about this with you, Discord. Why don’t you visit your friend Fluttershy?”

Discord gave a theatrical sigh. “Rejected! But won’t she talk because she doesn’t want to share, or because she doesn’t know?”

Celestia said nothing. She could hear Discord’s quiet chuckles.

“Tell me... princess... did you create the world, or didn’t you?”



III


A trillion miles above Equestria, there is a large crystal sphere.

It’s shimmering in a faint purple light. Some of its texture is moving.

And there is a rift on the surface of the sphere. Through it, control and order seeps out, out, out...