I have spent a great deal of time with my sister these past few months. Our love strengthens us every day as we talk with each other about our experiences and travel across the world. My life feels much brighter now with the veil of darkness no longer obscuring my vision.
We gaze in objectivity at the war that continues to destroy everything and everypony in its path, our involvement having ceased. It sickens us, the pain and torment for all, how none can see what damage it brings. It will be the end of them, and we are unsure what to do when it is all over, one way or the other. Despite our separation, we continue to control the sun and moon, for it is a responsibility given to us that is greater than any pony conflict should interrupt.
Several attempts have been made to coerce us into returning to Canterlot to fight. It is clearly out of the question, and they attempt with evolving weaponry to attack us when we refuse. The eternal protection of our lives by our mother is far too powerful for anypony to break other than us, their fruitless rage only making us pity them when they are struck down. I greatly regret taking any life, so I subdue them in a way that makes them harmless, but still I have guilt. Luna disagrees with my methods, preferring to make our opinion known by forceful representation, but understands my actions.
It never stops. Even now, on occasion, assassins will appear to destroy us. One by one they come, not knowing of our power, and we passively resist. We sit in place as they fail to kill us, watching them with sorrow and staring into their wrathful faces, not knowing the bottomless pit they have fallen into. After each attempt on our lives, we fly away and find another place to rest.
At the moment, we are in a hidden dragon's hoard, our old friend Spike's cave, specifically. He has grown quite a bit in the past century, though he is still not quite an adult size yet. While he does not say it, I know he is grateful to see us, having been alone for so long. Being alone is, of course, something I am familiar with, and I would not wish it on another. We spend our days talking with each other about better times, hoping for a brighter end in the future and dispensing current events from our minds. The fond memories we have of all whom we have lost are still with us, giving us hope that it may happen again someday.
I still possess the last breath of Twilight in her flask. I wear it as a necklace every day, a reminder of the happiest moments of my long life. I do not know if I will ever open it. Luna has confessed her worry of me keeping the trinket, but so long as my sister is here, I am confident of my mental state.
Even Discord has come to visit us now and then, not as an enemy, but an equal. The being of chaos has been free for some time due to the disharmony that endlessly continues in the outside world, but does nothing to change any of it. He, like us, looks upon it all and feels sorry for them, remarking with a sarcastic but sorrowful comment that it is unfortunate he will not be able to have fun with them any longer.
Discord told us that he knew about what had happened to me, and said he was glad that I had come out of my recent emotional descent. I noted that he had just supported a type of harmony, and he quickly dismissed it. I giggled at that; I knew he had a kind of affection for me. Noticing our indifference to the ponies of the land, he was surprised to learn of it, remembering our intense loyalty to them in the past. Times have changed for the worse, but we still care for our subjects. However, we will no longer clean up the messes they have made for themselves.
After staying with us for a few days, he said he was going to leave. Curious about where he might go, we asked him what sort of place is left in Equestria that would fit him. He only smiled and pointed upwards, noting that there is far more to our existence than just this one world we know. With a snap of his fingers, he disappeared in a flash, never to be seen again.
Luna and I had not considered such an option, but it is because we have a duty to the ponies -- or do we? At this point, we have essentially abandoned them due to our opinion of them being a lost cause. We have done all we can, I believe, yet they cannot deny their nature, just as we cannot deny ours.
Every once in a while, we leave the cave to check on the progress of the war, but it only seems to become worse as time goes on. It saddens us, but there must be an end, and we are patient.
As the world we know vanishes, Luna and I find solace with one another. Our minds are as one as we look upon the past with sadness and regret, wondering if we could have done anything different to prevent the atrocities. The option of attempting time magic to try and fix everything came to mind, but it does not work for us for an inexplicable reason; it may be impossible due to our strong magical ties, and furthermore, we were bound to cause far more problems. It was better to leave things as they were, as our mistakes are our own.
Time passes, and we enjoy each other's company in the peace and tranquility of this quiet cave, reveling in intimacies. The passions we have reserved for ourselves being long overdue, I am beginning to feel more level-headed every day, my mind open to more and more. In time, we will return to fix what the ponies have done to themselves, and with any luck, we shall rebuild what they have destroyed.
All-out war. Assassins. Complete carnage and nigh-irredeemable masses. It just gets worse, doesn't it?
On the other hoof: Discord in Space! (Mini series. Do it.)
Darn, six minutes off from first comment. Still a great work and can't wait to see what comes next.
"we enjoy each other's company in the peace and tranquility of this quiet cave, reveling in intimacies. The passions we have reserved for ourselves being long overdue"
Define 'intimacies' and 'passions', it may be me having a dirty mind but it comes off as sexual deviancy rather then emotional bonding. Would you mind clearing it up for me? it'll bug me all night.
My how time flies. Not really surprised that Discord didn't want anything to do with all that chaos. He's in it for the amusement, not the brutality... the emotional scars are just a side effect
Wonder if he'll come back five minutes after they've fixed everything?
You know you bucked up when not even discord wants part of your chaos
722009
It's already been done. It's called Star Trek. I'm actually pretty sure the author was making a direct reference to that.
722502
Do it anyway.
722106 its probably both but its left by the author up to the imagination.
722166 doubt it considering if he finds another world to drive mad before the war ends.
722261 agreed.
722636
so what? are Celestia and Luna engaging in incest? Isn't Spike like 4 stories high, I can see that making sexual relations awkward.
I can only hope that some fool does not find a way to kill luna. That would just end the world in fire, while it might be interesting it has been done enough that I would loose much of my interest in this story. Good chapter can't wait for the next one.
Old saying.
There can be:
No peace without war.
No love without hate.
No pain without endure.
No joy without saddeness.
No Life without death.
722683 its up to you to decide what you think it is till the author decides to define it further.
Luna and Celestia: Globetrotters (dohoho!)
Also, Discord in spaaaaace? Headcanon get: He is responsible for the Warhammer 40K universe. Awww shit. Also, Star Trek. But that one's really obvious.
Good to know Celestia and her sister are getting along and living life to the best of their ability, but it's a shame that the ponies of the world insist on fucking themselves over. Oh well, wash your hooves of it and move on. There's only so much that you can do before you simply have to walk away, I wouldn't hold it against them.
722106
Well, they only have each other at this point. I wouldn't hold that against them either.
hmmm....
just wondering what Celestia and Luna would do if a pony came to them seeking an escape from the wars. maybe a new start to the elements of harmony? (sorry, random ramblings ensuing)
otherwise, can't wait till the next entry!
When Discord is bugging out, you now things are bad
Is this a Q reference that I see? It appears that way to me. He has become fed up with Equestria, so he returned to the Q Continuum.