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// Princess Celestia 
// Story: A Choice Between Two Doors 
// by Silver Shadows 
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Light or dark. There was no other choice. No gray areas existed. No middle door between it.

Light.

Dark. 

Princess Celestia still stood in front of the two doors. The dark felt unsettling, with a new adventure behind it and mystery to be revealed. It sent shivers down her neck and she was inclined to choose it, to try to carve a better path and try to not get sucked in.

On the other hoof, the light door was entrancing. It stood for innocence. She heard the music of the bands playing and she was sure that there were many couples dancing in there.

Two doors. One choice. 

Princess Celestia chose the light.





Was she selfish? Princess Celestia felt selfish. She took herself among the innocent and made herself the great alicorn leader in Equestria. She led them through the unknown darkness and fought anything that came in her way.

But she was tired of fighting. She was tired of being strong. 

Celestia had thought that she was a wise and fair ruler. She thought that she was strong.

But every time she met her sister’s dark eyes staring at her, she shuddered. When Princess Luna turned into that monster, the door she chose... Celestia regretted to not be there for her, to fight through the darkness and lead both of them to safety before she had to lock her own sister away to the moon. In her heart, she also regretted that she didn’t stop her sister sooner and allowed excuses and excuses to pile up... delaying the inevitable.

Princess Celestia even remembered Sunset Shimmer. She missed that unicorn that she was a mother figure to. She was supposed to notice Sunset’s dark and condescending behavior but she was blinded by the light of all of the achievements Sunset continued to prove each time.

Every time the princess raised the sun in the sky, she was remembered of the terrible battles she had led her brave ponies into, the blood spilled on the very grounds of the castle, and the terror their face betrayed as they saw the final blow coming to them. 

She missed each and every one of her ponies. Everypony always said that she was far too old to remember each of them and the princess knew why her subjects would say that, but she did. Dust Weight, Query... all of them.

She stared into the brightness for the years to come. Every single day was just another reminder. 

The alicorn wondered. What if I went through the other door?