Once More Into the Fray
Orange flames splashed light across the walls of the old Art Chamber deep within Canterlot castle, casting deep shadows to the farthest corners of the room. Laughing and smiling school fillies ran through the chamber during the day, much to the annoyance of common tourists or art admirers. At night, though, it was eerily silent and dark.
The paintings themselves were nothing special to the average passerby, simply colours within the confines of a simple wood border. They were plastered throughout school textbooks, much to the bane of older fillies and colts bored to death in classrooms, and were common knowledge to the populous. But to one pony, they were more than just simple combinations of paint on pieces of paper. They were scenes of history, whether they be a rainbow garden of flowers on a sunny day, or a dark storm with swirling clouds, illuminated by flashes of lightning; they all depicted the advancement of artistic style.
Luna walked along a far wall from the doorway across the chamber, glancing at the famous paintings hanging on the wall in the flickering light. She stopped at one painting in particular, her eyes widening in awe before she glanced the artist’s name on the plaque below the magic-infused glass: Trotcent van Gogh. It was an intriguing painting, depicting Canterlot mountain during midday with swirling colours of white and gold.
To the normal art admirer, it was the epitome of the era of art it came from: impressionism at its best. To Luna, it gave her mixed feelings: shock, sadness, and intrigue. She had never seen art like this one thousand years ago. It was always strictly of noble-stallions and noble-mares, if it wasn’t of the princesses. They focussed on being exact and precise, recording their faces in portraiture to be immortalized forever. There was no room for feeling and personality.
This astonished Luna, but it also filled her with sadness. Even in her absence, it seemed that the day was favoured. There was not a single picture depicting a beautiful night, and the only painting she saw that involved night was one of her as Nightmare Moon.
Luna moved on to the next painting, this one being far more realistic than the last. It depicted a large city in flames, with soldiers clad in armour and civilians running away from the raging inferno. And, like devils coming from the depths of Tartarus, griffons were flying above, some casting down hellfire from a distance, shrouded partially in smoke, and some chasing down those trying to flee.
It was a horrific sight, and Luna had to stop to take in what she was seeing.
Why? H-How? she thought, staring at the picture with agape astonishment. War was far from the precipice of Luna’s mind, even while being insane. Never once had relations with the griffons degraded into . . . this.
The looks of horror were beautifully captured with the artistry, or so Luna would have thought had she known the war had happened before. She walked closer to the painting, looking at the plaque in front that gave the name and date of the painting.
“Fires Above Baltimare (551-552 C.R.) was painted by Perfect Blend fifty years after the war, epitomizing the height of the Roamantic era. Blend is known for painting extremely controversial paintings, from war to erotica, which places him as one of the more brazen artists of the 5th century.”
Luna looked up at the painting once more, her facial features under wrap but her emotions not. Inside, she was torn, a torrential battle of swirling emotions. No matter the reason, she would never have allowed this to happen.
She turned away, head down, and moved on through the art exhibit with less enthusiasm than she had when she entered the chamber. She skipped exhibit after exhibit, finding less interest in their intrinsic value as she went along.
Many times before, she had thought of war. It was more of a musing idea, not a contingent one. She knew that many other species had gone to war before, but their lands were far too distant to have any effect. But ponies and griffons going to war . . .
She decided to chance out of her stupor to look at the painting that was currently in front of her. She read the plaque first, hoping to be able to judge if it was worth a look before she decided to look at it.
“Her Majesty (334-336 C.R.) was painted by Royal Blue, a Maroque-era artist with a focus on portraiture. He is known for his paintings depicting royalty. Specifically, this art piece was commissioned by Princess Celestia herself.”
Luna looked up. There, enframed in ornately carved wood, was Princess Celestia. She sat on a purple cushion with emblazoned golden trims, her mane flowing seamlessly. She had her snout pointed away, her brows furrowed and her eyes set. It was topped off by her jewel-studded, gleaming and golden crown set atop her head. Overall, the painting aired a semblance of absolute authority, like a queen.
That can’t be her. . . . This isn’t her. This would never be her. She turned around and closed her eyes, trying to make sense of what she saw.
Still in denial, are you?
“No, things have changed. This art proves nothing. It only shows the past but not the present,” Luna said through clenched teeth.
Played so easily into her hoof. Does she not currently rule by herself? Do the ponies not give her their full subservience?
Luna paused for a moment. “She has ruled for a thousand years. They have only known her.”
And that most certainly did not stop her from commissioning art to capture her brilliance.
Luna had had enough. With the force of pure will, she buried the voice from speaking, smothering it from her conscience. She was done with it.
Luna opened her eyes and began the trek back to her room. She went through the hallways within the castle, lit by torches on the wall and the light from her moon. She ascended stairway after stairway before she finally reached her bedroom, high in the towers above Canterlot.
Her room had been kept tidy this entire time, a fact that she had been amazed by when she had finally returned to it a week before. Celestia had said that she had cleaned it for centuries now. She walked across the room and to her balcony, stopping at the edge and staring out across the city.
The city looked beautiful at night. She always loved the way the moon seemed to show Canterlot’s inherent beauty more than the sun did. And this balcony provided the perfect view of the brilliance that the city had to offer.
She remembered how it had once looked, so many years ago. It had barely been a small settlement before both she and her sister had gotten to it. They transformed it from a small village into a large town. It became the center of commerce at that time, everyone coming from all around to buy the goods that Canterlot had to offer.
It had also been an intellectual gathering spot before Luna was banished. Advancements in learning and the arts had been made in leaps and bounds here, and with this, guilds and theatres and opera houses had been made. And during the night, it was especially festive.
But this Canterlot seemed to lack that aspect. It was a beautiful sight, but it had changed drastically. The nobility seemed to have taken control, and what was left of the lower members of society made a meager living at best. Everyone else had decided to move on to other places, so it seemed.
Luna spread her wings and took to the skies, flying at a leisurely pace. She had once loved to do this to get her mind off of things, whether it be due to stress or otherwise. It was especially pleasing to fly at night over the old Canterlot, being able to see the late night hustle and bustle.
Tonight, though, it was silent, not a soul wandering the streets and few lights on.
Do you even need to wonder why?
Luna was jolted from her thoughts, falling a few feet before regaining altitude once again. “Ponies always slept through my night. It was you who twisted my mind to think they hated it.”
Those who do not relish it obviously do not enjoy it, you impudent fool. It was I who showed you the truth, and you only now turn away due to that mare’s ‘Elements of Harmony.’
“No, you are wrong. You always have been. It is thanks to the Elements that I have the clarity to see through your deception.” Luna’s voice raised in intensity. “You had once given me power, but no longer do I have need of it! Now, be gone, ye foul wretch, and find another to mold to your will!”
Silence.
Luna gave a sigh of relief, and then decided to land on a castle turret. She had grown tired of the voice that intangibly inhabited her mind. At a time, she had welcomed it, but she was no longer the mentally vulnerable mare she once was.
Luna decided to lay down, giving her a chance to rest her weary mind. She gazed up at the stars, looking at them for the first time that night. She knew each and every one of those stars, and she remembered each time she moved them. All of the constellations were of her creation, made more out of boredom than of whim. It was an art that she was proud of, especially when ponies picked out the patterns.
This was the feeling she had yearned for, one that even a week after returning she seemed to have never achieved until now: serenity. Ever since she had come back from Nightmare Moon and Ponyville, the transition was . . . less than pristine. Ponies looked at her with scornful eyes, and others tried their best to avoid going within thirty feet of her.
Time had also taken its toll on Canterlot. More buildings have been built, the vernacular went from eloquent Equestrian to a more perverted form of it, and the city was filled with a snobbish, nose-up-in-the-air nobility. She has been trying to make up for her absence by going through art exhibits and museums that depicted the vibrant history of Equestria, but with the angry glares from the public and her distance from the people of Equestria, she has had a constant pit in her stomach.
She gave a contented sigh, allowing the stress to cascade off of her like a waterfall. If she could stay like this forever, she would do so in a heartbeat.
You sicken me with your petty little happiness.
Luna gasped, her eyes widening and heart skipping a beat. She then exhaled her held breath and clenched her teeth.
“Was I not clear before? I am done with you! The Elements have given me the power to live without you, and that is what I plan on doing. So leave me alone!”
The voice gave a chuckle. If you insist, Princess. Maybe this shall teach you the valuable lesson that it seems words cannot: nothing has changed.
Luna gave a perplexed look at the air, like looking at a problem with no noticeable answer.
Then, she felt it. The presence within her mind slowly stripped itself away. She could feel the tendrils slowly slip away, something that she should feel happy for. But she wasn’t. It was like she her soul was being ripped in two while being forced to witness the event. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she mentally tried to hold on to the presence. She was able to frantically grasp for it, but it was slipping away too fast. There was no way to keep hold. She began pleading, begging, crying for it to stay. She was wrong. She needed the Nightmare.
But it was too late. The ephemeral presence disappeared, and she could feel the vacuum within her soul. She felt . . . broken, like a plate that cracked and lost a piece of itself. Without the Nightmare to be there for her, what would she do?
Luna collapsed, her head falling between her hooves as she stared at the ground. Her eyes were wide, and she her breaths came in slow and ragged. Soon, the tears began to fall like the beginning of a thunderstorm. One drop, two drops, four . . .
And the plate then fell apart.
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And so the legendary editor has released his first story, the first escapade into what might be a bright and glorious future. With my authors beside me, I think I can do this.
What could possibly go wrong?
It's here! Joyous day, it's here!
Welcome to the world of writing! Just remember, you're here forever.
Oh hey! You finally released a story!
Sweet!
~Skeeter The Lurker
O frabjous day! Callooh, callay!
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Damn right. I am both filled with happiness, and scared because I know the end is near.
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...Already?
~Skeeter The Lurker
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By the time I finish this story, I have two more on the way. Yeah, it is over.
I didn't choose the writing life. The writing life chose me.
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Hehe, I see.
Also. MY GOD MAN. Why the hell did you wait for so long to release this? This is fucking GOLD.
~Skeeter The Lurker
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It is called, "I don't know how good I actually am at writing, so I try to put things off until the last minute."
I still don't know if I am any good. But I have some good ideas!
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I'll say. This is gonna be a good one.
~Skeeter The Lurker
This looks intriguing...
I certainly like where you are going with this.
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Thanks! And yeah, this will be a good story (I hope). Look forward to more!
Wow, this is pretty awesome! I like the history you've created, as well as how brilliantly the Nightmare just got the better of Luna.
Great job man! You've successfully opened the Pandora's Chest of Feels, I look forward to seeing what more you have in store.
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SYKE! Huzzah, it is a glorious day indeed!
And thanks. I am hoping for this story to have a bright future.
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Ah, 'tis a glorious day indeed! There should be a world-wide festival, a global fiesta, an international extravaganza! But not for me of course, for you – and you looming plunge into the world of words! Words filled with images of colorful equines, tragic events, and an incalculable amount of friendship, all penned by your own hand! Good luck, you're off to a great start!
And now I'm going to go catch that sleep I've been missing...
Well played, sir. Well played. You have my attention.
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Onward and upwards!
3126759 To infinity and beyond! With wibbly wobbly timey-whimey stuff!
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*Psyche*
A REAL prereader would know that. gaw
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*My reaction to this intro!*
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!
Dem gam gams.
-sniff- my little editor got into the feature box. I'm so proud!
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WUT
Dayum, son. Soon, TL. Soon... you will be as majestic as me.
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Interesting. Please, do continue.
I very much enjoy this, and would like to see more someday!
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Thank you! And yes, I am planning on continuing. Though release dates aren't exactly my forte, as it took almost a month to get this out in the first place. But I plan on doing chapters in the spare time I have between editing and school and my job.
If I'm honest, the first 1300 words were a complete bore--flat, uneventful, bland.
Luna's battle with her own inner voice is an intriguing plot point, however. Despite some wonky similes and a few typos, I'm still interested in where it goes. I'll give it another chapter before I make a final call.
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Well, thanks for at least giving it a second chance. But if you would be so kind as to say what was boring, I would be happy to know. This is my first story, so nothing is going to be perfect. My style and such is still a developmental process, and so is my writing overall. Any pointers would be great.
Though I don't think that Luna enjoyed reading about history either
So, you can probably say that you feel like Luna.
Also, typos? Care to point those out as well? I went in and edited this like no tomorrow, and had an army of prereaders to look over it. If we all somehow missed something, then I would really like to know.
You've got my curiosity.
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The entire opening is a dry history lesson. I love history, but your bland summary was too uneventful to hold my attention. It presents details in a flat way, and focuses on those details instead of Luna. If you want to put us in Luna's frame of mind, then do it in relation to her, not by making the reader bored. (ex; "Luna flipped another page. Her eyes scanned over the header; something about the Equestrian-Griffon war. Her brow furrowed and she began to read. Something about a trade disagreement, politics... She let out a large yawn. The book's bland style had worn down her interest long ago, and this chapter was no exception. She snapped it shut and rose to her feet.")
Further, the history lesson doesn't add anything to the story--there's some brief comparisons to the modern day, but nothing substantial. So not only do I, as a reader, have to sit through a boring slog, it has absolutely no payoff (if it has a payoff later, then it certainly doesn't deserve to be the introduction to the story).
Reading the description, I came here for some inner turmoil, and that doesn't appear until more than halfway through the first chapter. Setup is all well and good, but there's too many opportunities to lose the reader.
wrong quote
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Not a proper noun, should be lowercase
cut
There may have been others, I was not looking very hard for them.
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Awesome! I hope that the next chapter I write only enhances it.
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Ahh, I see. Truth be told, you are right about how it really doesn't hold any relevance. I wrote it originally as just me creating a world, and trying to exercise my creativity. I love to write things about history, and I never see something truly interesting. So, I just decided to write my own rendition.
While this is true, it does hold a point, after some thought. I noticed that I didn't have anything that meant anything to the story, so I went back and fixed it up some by adding the dialogues. Both of the times she speaks in the story during the history reading are carefully thought-out Chekhovs. They are going to be used in the next chapters, actually.
But my only problem is that I really don't enjoy your edits. While it is some great characterization (really, nice job doing that on the fly), it isn't my personal style that I am trying to create. I can just do my best to follow up with the next chapter in a way that avoids situations that overly bore the reader. And with that, I apologize. With my first story, I knew I would have someone that would find one of the flaws that I had originally written with. Just a mistake that I will learn from, I suppose.
With the errors you found, you are absolutely right on them. I am really not sure how I missed them, but it happens. The alicorn thing is something that I don't even know why I do. For some reason, I just want to capitalize it. I had the same problem with all the other pony species as well, which I have been trying to correct. It takes time for me to break habit with these things, so I will do my best to do so.
Thank you for taking time out to do this. You didn't have to, and me asking you was rather . . . lazy of me, at least with the errors. As I said, I hope that I can amend these things in the following chapters.
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One more update. Hiccuped is spelled correctly, and the quotation thing may not be something I can fix. Due to how I make my ellipses, Fim Fic does it that way. I don't know if there is a way to fix it.
All other errors are fixed.
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My example was just that; an example. The point I was trying to make is that you are just dumping info on the reader with no context or character interaction. For a character-driven piece like this, that is inexcusable (and it wouldn't surprise me if that was why it dropped out of the featured box so quickly), especially since only a few sentences has relevance the plot. When the first 1300 words of a story could be removed and improve the experience, that's a big red flag for me. (And for one of my stories I had to do just that and cut the prologue entirely.) After glancing over your edits I don't see enough difference to mitigate this problem.
The quote can be fixed by manually pasting in a close quote (”)--if you want to avoid these sorts of things in the future then just exclude the space between the ellipses and the quote (. . ." versus . . . ") and Word will pick the correct quote type.
My autocorrect says it is "hiccupped" but it looks like either one is correct, so you can ignore that note.
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The only problem is that I really don't see another alternative at this point. While I could go back and do the things you said, it would basically destroy the world that I had already put in place. Not to mention the amount of words in the chapter would drop drastically. Maybe I am just so new that I don't really know what to do, because that is really how I feel. I want to keep the things I have, but I also want it to be something readers will want to actually read, and then continue to read. But as I said, I have no idea how to create the best of both worlds. Literally, I am at a loss here.
And the quote thing is rather interesting. I am not actually sure if there should be a space after the last period, but I just add the space because it looks good. On GDocs, the quotations aren't formatted like they are on Fim Fic, so that is why I didn't notice it from the start. Anyway, I think I may start doing it without the space after the period, if that is the correct way to do it.
3135637 "A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away."--Antoine de Saint-Exupery
I never gauge quality by word count, and considering I skipped over the first 1300 words of the chapter anyway, my recommendation should be obvious. World-building needn't be wordy to be effective. As my own story library shows, however, I am quite biased in this regard, so you are free to ignore my advice.
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No, I am not ignoring it at all. I am taking this rather seriously. I just don't know what to do, or how to do it. This story has changed drastically once already, and that was way before I posted this. If I go back and change things, then I am afraid I would have to change the direction of the story once again.
And I got nothin'. I mean, if you somehow have a way of helping me with this, then I am all ears. I posted this knowing that the history thing was all nonrelevant, and I hoped no one would notice simply because I have no idea what else to write for it.
3135685 When half your chapter is nonrelevant, people will notice.
If it were me I would just cut the history lesson.entirely. The relevant details (the war and Celestia's involvement in it) could all be shared easily with different types of interactions (say, Luna sees a painting or tapestry and asks a nearby palace guard about it or something).
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My friend, you have hit the goldmine. The art idea is fucking genius. Oh, the gears are running in my head. I will rewrite this chapter, and then get it out sometime when I have time to. Hmm, I am free today. . . . Maybe I can get it out tomorrow. We'll see.
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Well since you said that...
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Oh man.... NOT TO THE FACE! PLEASE!
Hi, I saw your story in Authors Helping Authors. As requested then, here's a quick review for you
Name of Story:
Nightmares Don't End When You Wake Up
Grammar:
I'm not really a grammar guy, but I did notice some sentences that seemed awkward.
Maybe 'contentment' would be better? Also, complete and utter sounds redundant. Perhaps just 'utter contentment' would have been best.
Maybe 'former selves' wolud be better? Unless you meant 'prior incarnations'
Just sounds a little strange. What about 'She let out the breath she didn't know she was holding' ?
Missing period.
Pros:
I liked the use of language and it seems to have a good flow. Nothing was confusing. It seems like a good introduction. It's hard to say anything more than that, because so far it's only really established Luna's frame of mind and some setting and history. I would really like to review this again once you have more, so I can see if the conflict between Luna and her inner demons (and whatever other conflicts you introduce) is interesting.
Cons:
I'm a bit disappointed with the amount of telling instead of showing in this story. For one, I would really rather have not been told that the aristocracy is getting contemptuous and decadent. I would have liked to have seen some of that. Likewise, I wonder how Celestia is treating Luna now. The story said that she's trying to be amicable, promising that she's changed, but it would have been nice if that had come out in dialog or at least an anecdotal flashback.
It felt to me like the only side of Luna I was seeing was her 'crying her eyes out' side. She just seems flat to me, at this point in the story. I hope to see more depth and range of emotion.
Notes Section:
I need you to tell me your secret. I'm writing a story that's very very similar to this one, but it's not nearly as well received. It was actually really striking to me, as I read it. We both have Luna fighting with her inner demons, and trying to adapt to everything that's changed since her imprisonment, complete with lots of examples of the things that have happened over the span of that time. We both apply the structures of governance and power in a realistic way to Equestrian history. Mine takes place a little later, though, after she's had some time to get used to being back home.
I think we can both learn a lot from each other's stories, and I'll definitely be keeping up with this one to see where it goes.
On a personal note, I hate this pervasive trend of anthropomorphizing Luna's evil side. I feel that, by making her dark impulses into some mind controlling entity that whispers dark deeds into her ear, it actually robs her from the 'ownership' of the choices in her life. Why should she deal with the pain she's wrought if she can blame it on the voices in her head? And, why should I root for or against her if she's simply mental? It robs Luna of her humanity (or ponyness, if you will). Also, it tramples on an amazing opportunity to demonstrate that you can be redeemed. Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.
Enjoy your review! Please help me out by looking at one of these stories of mine:
Sleep Walking - I'm really really interested to hear what you think about this, because of the similarities of my story with yours.
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Telling is a pretty massive fault that I went into this thing with. I have plans on correcting that by making an entire new opening scene, but keeping the last bit (her fighting herself (otherwise known as the Nightmare) and all that led up to it) the same. But I want to get the second chapter out before I go back and correct the first, as it isn't something that changes everything about the story. I have free range to change it as long as I do so (and I will because EqD will have a field day with my story).
The "selves" part seems useless to me when I was writing it. In the end, it would be implied.
This is what they call a Chekhov's Gun. I will be showing this in time, don't worry. But I don't believe in throwing in everything at once. I believe Mr. Rogers can tell you a little something about patience
This is something I noticed far too late, but it was necessary, in the end. I know that it was flat for her to just be crying, but something must break before it can be improved upon. This is her breaking point. After this, she will have far more emotional depth. We will see strong Luna, shy Luna, and incredulous Luna. And many more! STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT ADDITION OF: NIGHTMARES!
To answer your final piece, I really don't deserve that much credit. If you look at my profile, you will see the amount of stories I have edited, and for whom I have edited. I owe this success to those beautiful and fantastic people that I am honoured to call my friends.
Surround yourself with great people, and you will only rise to greatness yourself.
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What a great use of feels. I always love a good Sad story. Feel free to put this ribbon in the long description of the fic if you wish.
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Maybe I can offer some advice on a few things.
First and foremost, 95% of all explaining is unnecessary.
What is explaining? It's everything that you throw in that has no real relevance to what the characters are currently doing in the story. It also usually takes the reader out of the scene by interrupting the action. The history stuff is a good example. Imagine if this were a movie scene. Would the director make the camera focus in on the page so the viewers can get updated on the history? NO! It takes away from the action! The doing! The characters!
Note that this is different from telling. You don't have that big a problem with telling. Telling isn't actually that big a deal unless you severely overdo it. It's when writers explain things, when they get away from the action of the scene, that they have lost themselves in the foul, smelly marshes that readers hastily skip down the page to avoid.
Consider the following:
Twilight lay down on her bed and yawned.
Twilight sank into the folds of her blanket and let out a yawn so loud it made Spike turn over in his bed.
The first is generally considered to be "telling", while the latter is "showing". Is there something wrong with the first? Absolutely not. Here's where a writer would be at fault.
Twilight lay down on her bed and yawned. She was exhausted. The day had been long and she wanted nothing more than to go to sleep.
The last two sentences are "explaining" and should be blasted with dynamite until they are erased from existence. Why should it be erased? Because by EXPLAINING why she was tired, I completely took you out of the scene. And, had this been in the middle of a scene, I wouldn't have needed to explain it in the first place. The scene would have made it obvious why she was tired. (Plus it's obvious that someone who lies down and yawns is tired) Save the explaining for critical information. Otherwise erase it.
The biggest issue I see here is that Luna isn't doing anything relevant to the story. That's right. She's studying a bit, then flying around a bit, then crying a bit. She's a princess for crying out loud! You have SOOO many amazing options with her! What if, instead of the Nightmare getting to her while studying, it gets to her while she's in the middle of night court or something. Consider the distress she'll be under having to fend off the Nightmare, deal with irritated subjects, and all the while having to put on a "happy princess face" or whatever. PLUS, you'll have other characters that will react to her, and for her to react to. Heck, this even allows her actions to have plausible consequences. What if she botches some negotiation or something because she's distracted? She'll certainly have to deal with the consequences later!
Which reminds me of something I just read in one of my "how to not be a terrible writer" books. (Because I'm a terrible writer and I need books like that)
You have a lot of internal conflict going on, but you aren't "externalizing" it at all. Internal thoughts and feelings have the greatest impact when they cause external actions. Hence, why I think something like a night court scene would be great for this.
Another thing: Luna's emotions. They feel a bit melodramatic to me. The first line by the Nightmare causes a knee-jerk reaction and then crying. If your main character is going to cry in a story, they need to have had something earth-shattering happen to them. They need to be near rock bottom. Do you want to follow a main character who cries at the drop of a hat? Or do you want to go along for that roller coaster ride and see them resist while god throws boulder-sized lemons on top of their world? If you want real, believable emotions, especially sad ones, you gotta spend time building up to them. Show the main character struggling to make lemonade with those lemons, using all their strength and wits to squash them faster than they can come, only succumbing to despair when that last, mountain size lime comes out of nowhere and wrecks their entire operation. Know what I mean? Then let those onions loose and the waterworks begin.
Another way to fight melodrama is to use the old "less is more" idea. Instead of having Luna going:
“No! My sister has never lied to me, and she never will! You were wrong all along, now get out of my head!”
Consider something along the lines of:
Luna closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She let it out slowly and then said, "That's... not true." (Bleh, a poorly done example, but It's the best I could do at the moment)
Her hesitation shows that she's unsure, but her statement overall says she's fighting the nightmare.
Now, hopefully that all makes sense. I'm just a noob writer myself, so I can't claim that I have any idea what I'm talking about.
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Thanks for the fast feedback! But I do have a few things I should point out.
I am actually aware of this, though a tad too late to correct. I plan on going back and rewriting the first chapter after I release the second, that way I can work towards Equestria Daily, as I know they will see that I hath sinned.
The next thing is that I do know how to show and not tell, and all that in between. I just had a problem with this because when I actually sat down to write this, I just didn't think. Either way, I am correcting that forthwith.
And here you hit on a really big part of my story. This takes place exactly one week after she was "reformed" by the Elements. In that time, I do not see her taking up the mantle of responsibility. She first has to become knowledgable of new Equestrian law. But she also needs to make a hit with the people, proving she isn't some monster. This is a small excerpt of the conflicts to come, but they cannot happen right now.
This is . . . a rather large part of the story, and I DO plan on correcting it with less crying during the rewrite. But you have to remember that she has gone a week without a single inkling of this. She could still feel the presence there in her mind, but she felt more in control and more powerful. So, she was able to move on.
Then the Nightmare comes back, and she has only been able to enjoy a single week. She likes the newfound power she has. And when it is threatened, and she has no way to fight it (trust me, the Nightmare could have taken over easily, but it is a corrupting little bastard that enjoys the misery of others). So, helplessness usually turns into sadness in the form of tears. I still think that the first cry was unnecessary, which is why it will be deleted upon the rewrite, but the second one is necessary.
I enjoy that you have found all of my errors, at least. It makes me more willing to rewrite this chapter as I said I would so long ago. Either way, I hope you can at least enjoy the second chapter while I rewrite the first. I just need to finish the said second chapter, and then release it. It will be far better, trust me.
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Hmmm. Do you think it is a good idea to have the Nightmare already so powerful?
I never had any doubt. I was trying to explain about "explaining", and may have gotten a little carried away. Looking back on my comment, I probably should have just deleted that part, as I think I did a terrible job of explaining it.
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Hasn't the Nightmare always been this powerful?
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Got me. If it has, what good were the elements?