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// Past 
// Story: Luna Wants a Windigo 
// by Lazauya 
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“Sister this is absolutely absurd. Why would we do this? What could possibly be your reasoning?”

Celestia sighed. “Well, since I need you to cast the spell, I guess I have to tell you: the windigos of the past don’t fear us yet, and they were much more bold in that time. If you remember, they were the ones who outright cornered the founders of Equestria with their frost, and all hope was nearly lost if it were not for Clover the Clever’s spell.”

“Yes, of course, I know that. But this is too far! We can’t go back in time and fumble around with the past! This is insane. I’m sorry, Sister, but I cannot follow you into this escapade.”

“It’s not insane.”

“How? How is going hundreds of years into the past to capture a windigo as a pet not insane?!” Luna gave a patronizing chuckle and shook her head.

“It’s not insane because it’s entirely logical! Think about it, Luna. Let’s assume that we do go to the past. That means that we already have gone to the past. And so the paradox begins: we have to go back to the past!”

“What kind of backwards logic is that, Sister? What if we didn’t go back in time?”

“We did, just please, trust me. I’m your sister, and I would never lie to you and make your falsely believe something for my own ends; you know that.”

“I do know that, but that doesn’t mean this is a good idea.”

“Does it matter if it’s a good idea?”

“Of course it does—”

“If it works, does it matter if it’s a good idea?”

“I… I don’t know….”

“Ask anypony and they would tell you that the ends do justify the means if the ends entail everything being correct.”

“No they don’t….”

“Of course they would. Luna, I would think that I know these modern ponies much better than someone that’s been gone for a thousand years.”

“That’s not really wha—”

“Just please, Luna, help me help my sister…. I love her so dearly, and I have never been able pay her back for everything she has done for me…. All that I’ve done is hurt her, and now I want to help heal her. But I can’t. I’m just too… weak.”

Luna blushed, but went silent.

“Luna, please. Please.”

“W-well, I… I’ll think about it,” Luna stammered. 

Celestia gave a warm smile. “Thank you, Luna, I promise you won’t regret this. I’m sorry that I can’t do this on my own….”





Luna stared up to her night sky as she contemplated. The stars swirled around in a wispy fashion, seeming to mock the expressionist art that Luna disdained. Sister, I…. It’s so heartwarming that you want to do something for me…. I…. I’ll do it, for you, Sister. I’ll perform the spell.