Celestia's thoughts

by demonrecon

Celestia morning sky

I sip some of tea from my favorite cup and stare up at the darkened sky. I feel my robe rubbing against me, and my wild mane moving sometimes in front of my eyes. It seems to have a mind of its own, as if it wanted to be in my way as much as possible. I smiled at the silly thought and let a small giggle escape my lips. After all, there is no need to be so formal when no one is around. The cool air of night touches me, and I feel not cold, but warm, thinking it’s my sister’s touch that in some way, she misses me as much as I miss her.

I close my eyes for a moment and take in the smell on the breeze. I could swear that the smell of roses were in the air tonight. My smile grew, and I open my eyes. I look back at the brightness that is the moon and whisper. “Hello sister, I know it’s late for you. After all, it's almost time for the sunrise. I know we have had our share of problems in the past, but I hope we can forgot about those transgressions…” The moon does speech back, but like every night I continue to talk to her, as if she were right beside me. “You know, I just found the most amazing little filly today, she has a lot of potential. I think she will go very far. She could even be another Star Swirl! Wouldn’t that be great? I love that pony, though he never got out very much. Say Lulu, want to see paint the sky today? Want to see my art for old time’s sake?”

I wait for a reply that I know won’t come. She never answers me anymore, after all the Mare in the Moon business. “So I was thinking maybe today I would paint the sky with some purple and a bit of pink with a hint of orange to start with and go from there. What do you think?”
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“Yes, I know the orange doesn’t go well with it, but at the same time, the contrast might make it look all the more beautiful, you know?” I smile up at the moon, as I begin to cast the magic to move it and the sun, so they would start to switch places. I then begin my art of painting the sky, as the sun slowly begins to rise. The moon is visible just long enough to see the sunrise.
I sip from my now cool tea, not even minding the now bitter taste, all the while, I smile knowing that at least Luna would get to see my sky today and hopefully she can see the love I want to give her.

I pour another cup of tea set down on my balcony and just watch as my morning art slowly disappears and the pony’s start to rise from their slumbers. Soon I will here knocking at my door and my day will begin again maybe today it will be something special maybe a noble will only want her favor or maybe the villagers neighbor is only a spy for the griffins today after all the cabbages are a state secret.

I hear birds singing in the distance, telling the world that it’s time to rise and begin anew once again. I sit there and listen, while I watch the sky. The new sounds of a city becoming alive sound down below. The trot, trot, trot as the maid or guard comes to get me and bring my morning report and breakfast.
I hear the light knock on the door. “Your Highness, may I come in?” Ah, a maid today.
“Yes, you may enter.”

As she enters, I take note that she is a young earth pony in a standard maid outfit. Her hair is done up in a high ponytail and her cutie mark is hidden from view. She is carrying a tray with my breakfast on it, along with a letter with the Captain of the Guards’ seal on it. That lazy captain hasn’t been up to giving me these report in the last few months now. Though when I think about it, he is getting up there. I might want to start looking for a new one soon.

I take the letter and open it. It’s nothing special, just stating that nothing has happen last night, and all is well. I then take my breakfast next and dismiss the maid. She leaves, with the shut of the door behind her. I stare at the meal before me: a simple honey and oats cereal with butter toast and a new tea pot with sugar off to the side. I take a few bites before the morning breeze hits me. It’s warm and comforting, yet for some reason, I feel so very cold and unwelcomed.

Author's Note:

they will get happy i promise right know there more bitter sweet.

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