//------------------------------// // Memories of a Strange World // Story: Past Thoughts // by DarklightArk //------------------------------// Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety eight years ago. The grass was an emerald green and sky a sapphire blue as far as the eye could see, in fact that was all that could be seen except for four colored creatures. Four Alicorns, blue, black, white and a soft yellow. The yellow Alicorn had a mane and tail like a billowing white cloud, speckles of silver dust shown like diamonds. "Quasar, I think it's your turn to play with your daughters." She turned her turquoise eyes to her husband of nine million years. His black fur and violet eyes, his mane a flowing combination of black, gold, orange, blue, green and crimson. "Of course Nova. Luna, Celestia Come to mommy!" She released a small oomph as she was tackled to the ground by her daughters. Nova couldn't help but smile as his daughters played with their mother, a glance at his supernova Soul Seal and his wife's Quasar Spirit Brand was enough to remind him of the little time they had left. Every five hundred thousand years his wife got pregnant and they settled down on a planet for a short time until their children turned twelve, then they left once again to create more planets and solar systems, destroy older ones and know they could only see their children once every ten thousand years by sealing their souls to the one constant in the galaxy. "Reshara..." Quasar sighed and looked at her children, her beautiful, perfect children. Celestia had curled up with Luna, staying awake to hear her others soft vioce and her fathers deep but kind one. "They look so adorable like that." Quasar sighed happily. Nova only chuckled releasing his power of creation, growing a collection of small flowers into a ring around the two fillies, another each tucking itself behind their ears. Luna's grew a little leaf that tickled her noes causing her to scrunching her noes and make a tiny sneeze. Yes they were happy, but soon Quasar and Nova would leave, and there was nothing the four of them could do about it.