Rogue

One word to describe how the former princess was feeling right now was probably cold. Maybe more than that, freezing. She didn't know that the temperature dropped so low when outside of Equestria. It was never even this cold, even on the snowiest days of winter in Equestria.

But that was only one word to describe how she was feeling. To imagine all the other words she had been feeling up into this point were only a dream, but to name a few anyway, betrayed, isolated, confused, hurt even beyond confusion, don't even mind the last one anymore. But that's what it was. She was confused, but at the same time, not. Even that confused her.

Questions rung in her mind like: Why would Luna this? If not Luna, why would this other pony do this? Discord? These where only some of the few questions that raced in her mind as she suffered her first day as a rogue.

Not even her first day, her first hour as a rogue.

Celestia was scared, this was one of the very few moments in her life when she actually was scared. Every other time, she was filled and bursted with confidence and love for her little ponied. Important meetings were no problem for her, she could race through that any day. A social gathering of only high class ponies? No big deal, it was simple. Teaching her little little ponies was adorable and she thought was fun. These things weren't even scary, it was just everyday life.

Some of the few things that scared Celestia was probably when Discord had reigned Equestria for months and months end, removing the Elements from the Tree of Harmony as one of them. She was scared that she would taint the magic of the tree, by removing the elements and destroy harmony throughout Equestria, forever. She was also scared when defeating Discord and King Sombra with her sister. Celestia was scared when using her magic to try and defeat Queen Chrysalis, only to get knocked down.

But the ones that were most scariest to Celestia were probably when Nightmare Moon had threatened to destroy her. When Celestia had tried to talk it out of her sister, but Luna just wouldn't listen, wouldn't her her out.

Then afterwards, the thousand year banishment. Celestia was scared, she didn't know what to think when Nightmare Moon had returned. Celestia didn't want to see Nightmare Moon back then, she would only succumb to her sweetest prayers and be destroyed, as the princess wasn't connected to the elements after the first Nightmare Moon Incident, because Luna stopped being all of those things, so Celestia had been cut off as well. Which was some of the reasons why she had gotten her little Twilight to make some friends.

Celestia sobbed and looked up to the night sky, only to be reminded of Luna once again.
Luna. Her sweetest and dearest Luna. Why?

Celestia moved a hoof forward, trying to survive under her mothers wind. Seriously, why did mother have to make it windy, now? Celestia pushed forward, trying to find somewhere to stay, anywhere was good, as long as it was warm. She sighed, she couldn't have royalty treated conditions anymore in a place where she was now, pretty much, homeless. Even more to add to that, she was a rogue.

Celestia didn't want to give up. She knew there was hope, she wanted to keep on living, not die because of her mothers damned wind. Because even though she didn't age, it didn't mean she couldn't feel pain and not be able to die. Celestia knew pain like the back of her hoof.

The former princess wavered, and used her magic to cast light onto the ground. If only there was a spell to make her warmer. Celestia tried to recall if there ever was such a spell, but there was none that she could remember of.

Teleportation was useless if you didn't even know where you wanted to teleport to. If she pictured an image in her mind, who knows where she would land? In this situation, teleporting was only a bad idea. Adding the fact that she knew nothing about the outsides of Equestria. Anyone that dared go outside the lines, never returned. So there were many dangerous things about doing this. Like the weather conditions. Someone needed to fix those.

Her thoughts had messed up and the only thing that she needed to process was that she needed to survive. But her thoughts were everywhere.

Luna, my precious night sky,
you are the stars that shine bright,
in my sad, upset eyes,
you, were and are my gorgeous night.

Luna, my one and only lullaby,
singing softly, lull me to sleep,
as you watch over with prying eyes,
as you watch me in me dreams.

Luna, innocent as you say goodnight,
I can't believe you would do such a thing,
you're the one that makes me cry,
and make me wipe my eyes.