//------------------------------// // The Sun Is Just Another Star // Story: Impossible Numbers' Flashfic Anthology, Volume Five // by Impossible Numbers //------------------------------// Empty inside, Celestia raised the sun. Please, she prayed. Dead desert. Black sky. A reddening star burned all. Celestia: the only soul left. She’d chosen daylight. Lived through history. Just when a century curdled, ponies always surprised her. She felt privileged to have met them. Blessed to have known them. Eventually, all ponydom perished. Animals disappeared. Plants withered away. Leaving only desert. Though it would cool and dim – earth would be left in darkness – the sun would still keep going. Celestia was tied to it. Eternally dying of boredom. Please. Her only hope: eternal sleep. Space was night. Moons didn’t matter: darkness did. The sun could only truly die if purest darkness swallowed it. A black hole. The night was everywhere: Luna had long since ascended to godhood. Celestia couldn’t: she’d chosen daylight. Daylight was limited. Please, Luna. Swaying weakly, she waited for her silent sister to decide.