by Europa
The spaceship Celestia. A marvel of magic and technology, working in tandem to do the impossible. The previous spaceship had been the Luna II, which brought representatives from each race that worked on it - changeling, pony, minotaur, diamond dog, and more - to walk on the moon. Now, mere decades later, the spaceship Celestia was poised to go to the sun itself.
Obviously that meant many more hurdles to overcome. First of all the journey was immensely long. Even if the sun's gravity aided them in their approach, it was still a very long journey back. So the ship was large to hold the necessary life-support equipment. The ship itself was layered with thousands upon thousands of radiation and heat dispersal spells, enchanted into magically-accepting Osmium alloy. The spaceship Celestia looked like an arrow, shot into Celestia's sun, and it was on that arrow that Chrysalis lived.
They'd already made it through the biggest hurdle; the million degree corona of the sun. Even with Celestia herself on the spaceship, she could only protect them so much.
It had caused great protests on the planet when Chrysalis offered to go. Celestia was understandable; she was the sun goddess, so she could give them some protection. But eventually, Chrysalis had set up safety measures and been allowed aboard the Celestia just as Twilight had traveled on the Luna II.
She trotted up to the observation deck, which looked 'down' at the approaching sun. It completely obscured the entire area, an eternally writhing sea of brilliant gold and light that was darkened to tolerable levels by Twilight's own patented Eternal Dark enchantments.
Twilight... she missed her. So many millions of kilocanters away from her beloved wife, with nothing but void and solar wind stretching the distance between them.
The clip-clop of hooves on metal ground approached, and Chrysalis turned her head to see Celestia approaching. So close to the sun, with mere days until 'touchdown', she alicorn appeared different. The flood of light made her coat gold and her mane and tail akin to flame. Celestia - not princess, for there were no such titles out here - stopped near her and watched the sun.
"Anxious?" she asked.
"Very. We're going out onto the sun, Celestia. It's ten thousand degrees out there, the gravity twenty eight times that of back home. The only thing that will stand between us and utter vaporization is a thin layer of suit and a hooffull of enchantments."
"You'll be fine, Chrysalis. I promise, you'll return to see Twilight safe and sound."
She smirked. "Good. Because if I die here, I am going to haunt your cake-fed plot until the end of time."
Celestia came over and put a hoof around her neck. "I promise."
Chrysalis nodded and looked back out at the sun, seething and roiling with eternal wrath and undying light.