The Things we have in Common
The Canterlot Gardens are beautiful this time of year… Celestia thought as she walked along the stone path with her sister, letting her thoughts roam about. Silence stood between them as they walked past flowers of all colors, lending them their comforts from the stresses of the courts. It was already late in the afternoon. Leaves of varying fall colors fell down around them, covering the path.
Ponies from all walks of life would come to them so that she could solve their quarrels, an act that quickly grew tedious as the day dragged on. Her court would run for most of the day for four days a week, and more often than not, the line of ponies waiting for her judgement would stretch out of the throne room and around the corner. She hated days like those, and today had been one of those days. The line had been at least thirty ponies long, and she knew she would have gone insane if she had to listen to another farmer drawl on about how his neighbor was encroaching on their land. Now that she was done, it was Luna’s turn next week, giving her the time she needed to do her own things. There was more to life than just ruling after all.
There were two things that had gotten her through the day. One was the fact that it was a Thursday, which meant that she wouldn’t have to deal with other ponies’ problems for a couple of weeks—a fact that she was immensely grateful for. The other was that she was supposed to meet Cadence and Shining Armor in the center of the garden as soon as she was free. Why they had wanted to meet in such a secluded place was lost on her, but she figured it must be something important.
“There they are, sis!” Luna said, nudging Celestia’s side with her a wing to break her from her thoughts.
Celestia looked up. Luna was right, for Cadence and Shining Armor sat on the edge of the fountain that marked the center of the gardens.
“Auntie!” Cadence exclaimed as she ran over to Celestia. “Oh, it’s been too long!” She pulled her into a ferocious hug and nuzzled her, wrapping her wings around her neck.
“It sure has, Cadence.” Celestia smiled as they broke apart. She looked at Shining Armor expecting a hug from him, but all she got was a simple nod. She inclined her head and looked back at Cadence, who was bouncing up and down on her hooves in excitement, much like a certain pink earth pony. “So tell me, what has got you so excited?” she asked slowly, wondering what could have happened to have gotten her niece in such a state.
“I’m pregnant with twins!” Cadence squeed, her wide smile threatening to break her face apart.
Celestia just stared at Cadence in silence. When her niece’s smile started to falter, she shook her head and stepped forward to pull her into another hug, throwing a fake smile on her face. Her eye twitched as she lied, “Oh Cadence, your words bring much joy to my old heart!” She felt a lone tear slip from her eye as old long-lost feelings of hurt and depression came to the surface.
“Is… is everything all right, Auntie?” Cadence asked as she took a hesitant step back, a worried look upon her face.
“Yes, I’m fine… I just need some time alone to process this…” And with that, Celestia teleported away with a small pop, leaving three bewildered ponies behind.
“Um… is she going to be okay?” Shining Armor asked, his voice holding no small amount of trepidation.
“I don’t know…” Luna whispered as she looked up the mountainside, knowing exactly where her sister had gone. “I don’t know…”
It’s nearing that time of year again…
Celestia took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh, smiling wistfully to herself as the cool autumn breeze caressed her mane, making it stir ever so gently. The wind danced upon her back, lending her a gentle comfort one would be hard-pressed to attain elsewhere.
To the best of her knowledge, she was the only one who had discovered this place, her sanctuary. She had kept it a secret from all others, wanting to keep this as a place that she could retreat to so that she could be completely undisturbed.
Now, she was resting in the large depression just beneath the peaks of the mountains above Canterlot. Over time, life had taken over the barren and rocky land, turning it into something beautiful, something that Celestia hoped would never change. The grass was as green as ever; somehow it would always stay at a perfect height. Several cherry blossom trees dotted the land around her, and countless pine trees taller than a four-story building dotted the peaks that surrounded her, concealing her from prying eyes. A large lake had formed over time, covering most of the area.
She was laying under her favorite cherry blossom tree, the one that she had found so many years ago. She would always come to this place at the end of the summer, right when the blossoms fell to the ground. Celestia found solace in this place, for it removed from her the worries and stresses of leading an entire nation.
She had first found this place after discovering something that had torn apart her heart and soul. Nopony knew this, but once she had made it to her bedroom for some well-deserved privacy, she had instantly teleported away, uncaring as to where she would go. She had discovered this place by chance, reappearing near the lake’s edge in the very same spot in which she lay right now.
Feeling the breeze upon her cheek, Celestia glanced up and saw that the tree held only a few blossoms, each one special in its own way. As she watched, the wind slowly but surely plucked them away, one by one, until the tree was left utterly bare. The blossoms fell away to land on the lake’s perfect, undisturbed surface, creating tiny ripples that marred its mirror-like surface. The difference was that the trees would get their blossoms back, to restore themselves once more to a beautiful display for everypony’s enjoyment, but not Celestia. Time had taken its toll on her body, taking the one thing that could never be recovered, the one thing that mattered most to her: her ability to have foals.
She hated to admit it, but after much testing, she was completely and utterly barren.
The doctors had told her that she had lost the ability to have foals hundreds of years ago. Unable and unwilling to believe their disheartening words, she had made a few rash decisions and had tried to mate with a few of her guards, hoping that she would be able to conceive a foal. She had done everything by the book and had consulted with many doctors and nurses that specialized in pregnancies, but it was all for naught. Unable to conceive a foal of her own, and without her beloved sister to confide in, she had bottled her feelings of loss and depression inside for so many years. She had made those aware of her indiscretions swear to her that they would never speak of what she did again under punishment of life in prison, and thus had let that bit of history fade away into dust.
As she turned her attention to the lake, she thought back to all of the plans she had made for when she had her foals. She would have let somepony temporarily rule in her place while she raised them, giving all of her attention to the one she would cherish most. Now she knew for a fact that that would never happen. A sole tear slipped from her eye as old feelings of bitterness and loneliness crept up inside of her, threatening to break her resolve.
Who would want an old, dried up mare like me? Her shoulders slumped as that question popped into her mind. Closing her eyes, she let her head droop as she thought, Nopony wants me because of who I am… They just want me because of my position… She knew that all too well, for her last suitor, the captain of her Royal Guard at the time, had only wanted to be with her to further his position. As soon as she had discovered his true intentions, she had broken up with him and demoted him. She had hated herself for it in the months that followed, for she had thought that he was truly the one for her, but she had slowly but surely reconciled herself to the fact that he wasn’t worth her time. It was because of that experience that she had decided to never put herself out there like that again.
Letting her gaze flick back and forth across the lake, her eyes fell upon the sole creature that she’d been able to find during her time here: a beautiful white, regal swan. Each time she came here to think, her only company was the swan. Whenever she visited the lake, it always swam near her, but never close enough for them to touch. Celestia smiled as she noticed the swan change its path as it swam around a thick grove of trees, heading in her general direction. In the time that she’d first laid eyes on the swan, Celestia had never seen her with little ones of her own, leading her to assume that she was as barren as she was. She had found solace in that fact they were in the same boat; alone in this world.
To her immense surprise, the sound of high-pitched chirps broke her from her thoughts. Confused, she looked around and quickly located the source of the noise. Just like when she had been talking to Cadence earlier, Celestia let a small smile slip on her face as she spotted three little cygnets swim around the bend that their mother had just come from, struggling to catch up to her. Their cute little chirps sent little shivers of joy through her, making her feel happy for the swan. Yet as she watched the cygnets catch up to their mother, she suddenly felt a pit of jealousy form within her; the most predominant thing she felt was betrayal. Her gaze shot back to look at the swan, and to her surprise, it stopped and turned to look directly at her.
In the few moments that they held each other’s gaze, a calming sensation swept through Celestia’s body, washing away her fears and insecurities. For just a few moments, they were equals, the two of them nothing but creatures silently acknowledging the other’s presence in the tranquility that they shared. Finally, Celestia closed her eyes and bowed her head, trying her hardest to let her petty feelings go. She looked back up with a fake smile, staying silent as she watched the regal creatures swim away, their movements making tiny ripples in the water as they left her to her thoughts.
As soon as they were out of sight, though, she broke down, letting her tears cascade down her face. She laid her head on forelegs and wrapped a wing over her head, hiding herself from the cruel world. She had never felt so alone, and after seeing the one creature she thought she could relate to betray her in such a personal way only made her heart hurt that much more.
Celestia cried until the tears stopped flowing from her eyes. All was quiet, save for the soft breeze and the cicadas that chirped all around her. After no small amount of time, Celestia finally let her wing slip from her face. She folded it back against her side and looked back over the empty lake. A few moments later, she heard a soft pop, a sound revealing that somepony had just teleported nearby. She sent tendrils of magic outwards until one of them connected with somepony familiar, somepony she knew quite well. A couple of seconds passed before she heard soft hoofsteps approach from behind her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves.
“Ho–how did you find me, Luna?” Celestia asked, unable to steady her wavering voice. Without bothering to wipe the tears from her face, she turned to look at her sister.
“It’s… it’s not hard to find the most powerful being in Equestria, Celly…” Luna said softly, stepping closer. She laid down against her right side and wrapped a warm and reassuring wing over her back, holding onto her tightly. Luna stayed silent for a few moments, then nuzzled her sister on the cheek, wiping away some of her tears with her muzzle. “I know something’s bothering you; I’ve noticed it since my return…” She rested her head against Celestia’s strong neck, then softly murmured, “Since when have we ever kept secrets from each other, sister?”
Luna’s words tore into her like a freshly-sharpened blade would through wet parchment. As the tears started anew, Celestia regretted having kept this from her sister; she should have known better than to bottle everything up inside. Part of her wanted to keep everything hidden, but the other part of her screamed at her to open up and spill everything out to her sister. She knew without a doubt that she could trust her, so why was she holding back?
“I’m infertile,” Celestia finally whispered, letting her ears fall flat against her head. She heard her sister gasp so softly she almost thought it was the wind. “I was so torn up about losing you, my beloved sister, to Nightmare Moon that I didn’t–couldn’t–date anypony for the few hundred years that followed your banishment. When I finally started looking for somepony to love, the doctors told me that I had ‘waited too long’. I made some terrible decisions, ones I regret to this day, but my efforts were all for naught…”
Celestia cleared her throat as she felt Luna rub her back. “This is the only place where I can truly relax and find solace, Luna. I had thought that there was nobody in the same situation, but I came across a sole swan. For the past ten years, I had not seen her mate. I felt a strong connection grow between us from our shared inability to reproduce, but that bond was shattered minutes ago when I saw that…” She paused for a moment as she started sniffling. Feelings of regret and betrayal forced themselves back to the surface. “that she had had offspring…” Celestia trailed off as she finally let her emotions get the best of her. She buried her head into Luna’s shoulder as sobs wracked her body, leaving her weak and defenseless.
“And when Cadence told you that she was having twins… oh, dearest sister…” Luna said softly. As her sister’s cries of anguish became louder and louder, she wrapped a foreleg around her neck and let her cry into her shoulder. “There, there… everything’s alright…” When Celestia didn’t respond, she remained silent and strong for her, and after a few minutes, Celestia started to quiet down.
“If it’s any consolation, Cell–Celestia…” Luna chose to drop using the playful nickname. She wiped the tears from her sister’s face and held her head under her own, just like a mother would do with her foal. “You aren’t alone…”
“Whu–what do you mean?” Celestia whispered in a hoarse voice.
“When I first came back to the castle with you on that one night, you made me go straight to the doctors for a full medical exam… You remember that?” She felt Celestia’s head nod beneath her. “Yeah, well… they told me I was fine both mentally and physically, except for the fact that you and I now have something in common…” Celestia tensed up underneath her.
“Wait…” Celestia cleared her throat. “Are you saying you cannot have foals?” She pulled her head out from under her sister’s and looked her dead in the eye.
Luna wilted under her sister’s penetrating gaze. “…Yes, Celestia. I’m infertile as well. I–” She was cut off, suddenly finding herself in her sister’s embrace. Luna opened her mouth to say that she had already gotten over it, but she chose to just keep silent. Letting a small smile slip onto her face, she bowed her head and laid it over her sister’s.
After a minute, Celestia pulled back. The setting sun was nearing the horizon; the time to set the sun had passed several minutes ago. So without getting up, she lit her horn and did her duty, Luna following suit several seconds later. As the light slowly but surely disappeared from the sky, Luna lit her horn once more for a few brief seconds.
“Look up, dearest sister,” Luna whispered, pointing to a point in the sky across the lake.
Celestia looked where her sister had pointed. Squinting her eyes, she just barely made out the shape of a heart made up of several bright stars. “Oh, Luna…” she breathed, leaning her head against her sister’s. “It’s so lovely…”
“Just like my best sister in the world…” Luna said, briefly tightening her grip with her foreleg. “Just remember that that you’re never alone, Celestia…”
No small amount of gratitude swelled up inside of Celestia, and as she wrapped a wing over her sister's back, she felt a lone tear slip from her eye. Luna’s confession had strengthened her resolve, giving her the necessary strength to compose herself for the coming days. “I love you so much, Luna…” she said, pulling her sister closer with her wing.
“I love you too…”
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D'aw
The feels!
What an excellent story! I wish I had your talent when it comes to sad stories. Definitely worthy of an upvote and a favorite, so keep up the good work!
YAY it's up!
Dem Feels Doe...
100% Feels!
Ouch. Abyss, why do you do this to me?
That was really beautiful. Sad, yes, but all the more beautiful for it.
I was so right, so painfully right.
Absolutely beautiful...
*ponders*
Perhaps it's because I'm sort of person to fiddle with things, but I wonder if she's considered Dr. Discord or tasking Twilight with figuring out how recombine DNA and create fetuses with it?
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Shhh, stop guessing exactly what the sequel is going to be!
5189223
*zips lips*
...now want sequel where someone finds solution for both of them...only for them both to find out that they are completely helpless when it comes to modern romance and are back to square one because they can't find a good stallion to have foals with...resulting with a further sequel where Cadence tries valiantly to find matches for them, only for it to backfire hilariously over the course of several chapters, ending with finding the perfect stallions for both of them in the last place they expected...only for a further sequel because the perfect stallion each discovered separately turns out to be the same stallion.
Good job. Added to Sad Luna, even though it's centered on Celestia.
I realized two very shocking things.
One: This story is awesome! Written very awesomely (I think that's a word) yes, it's sad, but it's good.
Two: You're writing one of my favorite stories that I'm reading. GASP!
Out of everything in Equestria that Celestia couldn't have, pregnancy just had to be the one thing that was beyond her.
Good story indeed and every emotional as well
The title chapter clicked into place around the end.
The first part of this story's NEEDS re-editing. Actually, the WHOLE story needs it. The pacing is just so... off. Other than that, it was a nice read. Pacing issues aside. Liked, not favourited.
I don't really buy this characterization of Celestia at all, honestly; it doesn't feel much like Celestia in the show. While I can definitely buy the idea that she might be infertile, and regret not being able to have foals, I don't really feel like this is really how she would act about it/react to it.
5189337 Never before have I approved so much of a run-on sentence.
One thousand years and Celestia STILL hasn't gotten over it.
Sheesh, this is why ya can't have women leading things! They NEVER get over all the emotional baggage and end up destroying the world!
(What Alondro has learned from Sadlestia fanfics.... )
5190069 Yep, I can't see her being a good leader for a thousand years if she's obsessing over this all the time.
There are quite a few women who never have children these days and aren't emotionally distraught over it.
Emotionally stable and mature people tend to adapt and move on in spite of adversity. Emotionally unstable people... tend to end up heavily medicated.
Luna's speech seemed a little off to me, but other than that it was very well written. Convincing dialogue is the only thing that really needs improvement. I'd give it a 7/10 and a favorite.
Beatiful story man its great!
s-so damn beatiful!
5189223
Is this where I note that Twi ought to easily be able to extract meiotic cells from both of them and embed them in a denucleated egg, resulting in a purebred alicorn princess?
5190309
you got a problem with folks who need meds
Yeah, the dialogue got shaky at the end but this was the best Sad Fic i've read in long time.
Damn... so very sad
5191330 #eeyup
so very sad
how do you publish
sorry
5190069
Yeah, that did nag me while I was reading it but I wasn't too sure.
So, in a way, Celestia made Luna infertile as well for banishing her for so long.
Bring on the guilt.
Honestly, this story didn't do it for me in the sad department. Maybe it's because when I do read feely stories I tend to prefer ones that are far more hard hitting, ranging in the feels from simply profound, to utterly devastating. This felt, I'm sorry to say this, rather superficial in evoking sadness from me.
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Celestia's character felt off, and that's the first thing that threw me off. She shows a great sense maturity in the show, so it seems out of character for her to teleport off within such a short time of Cadance telling her the news. Rather, I would see her doing it after Cadance and Shining left at earliest. Running off right then and there throws a lot of attention and urgency into her issue, something I doubt Celestia would show off so willingly. Plus, it isn't a very courteous thing for Celestia to do, and she is courteous in the show.
I can see her putting up a figurative mask and holding the anxiety in so it wouldn't affect those around her, at least until she couldn't take it. And being a leader for such a long time, I wouldn't doubt she has a high enough tolerance; she wouldn't let something like that come to the forefront like that, especially with her little ponies wanting her attention.
Shining felt rather off, too. He seemed kinda stiff for an expecting father. But then again, he was prolly trying to be stoic for Celestia
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The pacing is quick in the beginning, especially right after Cadance reveals the news. It doesn't seem realistic how she reveals it, either. Maybe starting off with, "Take a guess, Auntie Celestia!" and having Cadance pat at her belly or something. I dunno. It seems like people aren't direct with this kind of news.
Going a bit off topic here, my best friend posted a pic on Facebook of a small, handheld device showing a "+" sign on its display and no commentary to go with it. And I was like all, "Golly gee, why the hell is he posting pics of his kitchen thermometer?"
Much later, I realized kitchen thermometers also had numbers on them XD
This could've been a good opportunity to let the reader marinate in those feelings a bit, a precursor to hint at before she teleports off.
The exposition parts... another big thing. It didn't work for me. Too much telling me that I should feel sad for Celestia. It doesn't help me relate to her since the pace isn't slow enough to allow it, which is an integral part of me feeling sad for her. Perhaps showing how Celestia feels through flashbacks may have been a better idea rather than telling of her past quickly. Like of when the doctor tells her she's infertile, when she's dating her captain and a revealing of his ambitions, etc. Those could be shown and detailed to really make the audience sympathize and relate to her plight. It would be more work than exposition, certainly, but to force the audience to think for themselves, to come to the conclusion that they should feel sad rather than told to be sad, that is far more impactful. The audience is left on its own to stew in its own thoughts on the matter, and that is far more powerful than a summary of these past events.
Another thing that could have been done to make this story more impactful would have been to not outright state Celestia's infertility, like in the story description; you played all your cards right from the get go instead of holding them close to your chest and teasing us by playing them one at a time. It'd a bit of surprise for the audience. Maybe only reveal it at the end, or maybe not even at all, leaving the audience to figure out what the issue is that's making Celestia, and thus them, sad. It makes for a great amount of intrigue. This story wasn't very interesting to me but a hook like that would keep me here, and wanting to know more detail.
I can kinda see why you would show it right away, though. Some people do want to know what they're getting into before they read, and a bold infertility would draw the interest of others right away (edge lol).
Personally, I don't like it. It gives away too much of the plot, and I can already figure out a good chunk of what's going to happen in the story.
Boy Howdy. The swan in here is a trick I read on one of Bad Horse's blogposts. I'm pretty sure most of, if not all, the things I've mentioned here can be traced back to things I've learned from reading his stories and blogs... and a few other authors. Cold in Gardez's Salvation comes to mind. Anyways:
Through that moment Celestia and the swan shared, I saw not only them acknowledging each other's company, but a complete lack of understanding of the inner turmoil within Celestia from the swan, along with the capacity to even do so. It, indeed, made me feel a bit sorry for Celestia. I liked that.
Eheh... to make it clear, Abyss, I'm not trying to bash on your work. I'm trying to impart upon you some ideas that I've seen from other authors that have had some success on what I feel are close to genuine emotional triggers in serious fic. These are just my opinions on how a successful emotionally evocative narrative should go, and it might not be such the case for others who may feel that this story works just the way it is, and that's cool beans, eh? Whatever floats your boat, and it's your choice whether to regard or disregard. Although, I would like for you to ponder upon these ideas, it's cool either way, eh? ^_^
5190663 I was thinking the same thing.
Interesting plot point. It's a bit rushed in execution, and this Luna doesn't sound like any Luna I know - even micro-edition-comics Luna.
I can think of at least one pony who'd take one for the team...
I can think of at least one pony who'd take
onetwo for the team...I can't help but feel this'd be easily solved by Discord snapping his fingers. Considering he can do almost anything.
5192382 True, but that makes it have no feels.
5192382
Discord's limitations are quite odd actually. He might be unable to affect something so subtly without affecting the greater whole in a negative way. His magic might cause them to produce only monsters. Or her body might be unable to handle a child at this point causing miscarriages. A couple limited examples.
The risks are many when you play with biology.
Meanwhile, back at the gardens...
Cadence: What's wrong with Aunt Celestia? She seemed upset after I told her I was having twins. I'm the alicorn of love! I KNOW THESE THINGS!!
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Or they could give birth to Chaos Spa- I mean, They-that-should-not-be-named, or possibly be even turned into one themselves. Because Discord is Chaos and such is the way of the boons of Chaos.
Three five-chamber hearts and a vestigial ribcage are apparently necessary, among other things.
5190958 I have a problem with people whose first impulse is to drown their sorrows at the bottom of a medicine bottle. And psychiatrists play a major role in exacerbating the problem, since most have no idea how the drugs even work. They are told to prescribe X by over-simplified protocols meant to quickly turn over patients.
It's similar to those who drift into alcoholism or other forms of drug abuse.
Only this form of abuse is sponsored and supported by pharmaceutical industry lobbying. Psychiatric medications are horrendously overprescribed, and frequently do far more harm than good because a person without the imbalance the drug treats are driven legitimately insane by the drug's side effects and may become dependent as their neurochemical balance is altered by chronic use of medications which greatly affect the expression of serotonin receptors, among others.
The medications only help those who actually possess malfuctioning neurophysiology. For the rest, they are at best useless, and at worse can lead to mental defect worse than what they had initially. I have known several people who became suicidal after being improperly prescribed medication for very minor depressive symptoms.
After 20 years in neurodevelopmental research of one sort or another, I can say with certainty that much of the psychiatry practice today is proverbial 'snake oil' and drug-pushing for quick profits.
Well done. Brought emotion to my boring Monday. Thank you.
Two words.
Two.
Words.
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See, misspelling words in the story title is so bad it's funny, but not knowing how to spell Cadance's name is a pet peeve of mine. I just can't get over the fact that you misspelled her name. I can't read this until you fix them.
Nothing personal. Your story sounds good. I just can't until that name is fixed.
5193081
Oh. In that case... I agree with you
Forgive my feather rustling.
5193517 Excuse me, but where in the title is there any misspelling? Last I have checked, Barren is correctly spelled. Maybe you might have been thinking of some obscure spelling of the word from Outer Mongolia?
Now, did you mean in the Long Description? If that is the case, then maybe he might have missed the spacebar at some point, but I honestly do not remember seeing such a mistake. That being said, there is constructive criticism, and there is being assholish. You, (not so) good Sir, do NOT fall within the first group.
5193517
It's even funnier when I'm right. Proof: https://www.google.com/search?q=barren&rlz=2C5CHFA_enUS0537US0537&oq=barren&aqs=chrome..69i57j69i60j69i65j69i60l2.1660j0j7&sourceid=chrome&es_sm=91&ie=UTF-8
You know Hasbro has used both variations of her name in multiple instances... right?
Lol, so you won't read something because someone is spelling something a different way than you? That's like me saying I won't favorite a story on fimfiction because knighty calls them 'favourites'.
5193745
Ah, it appears I was misunderstood.
When an author misspells a word in the title (this author did not), the story becomes ironically funny. I like reading ironically funny stories. This story is not ironically funny.
I quoted the portion of the long description that I had an issue with; my pet peeve is misspelling the word Cadance as Cadence. This was clarified by Lauren Faust. Cadance is the correct spelling; Cadence is related to music.
It's called a pet peeve because it makes you irrationally irritated, basically blowing your issues way out of proportion. I can't help my reaction. It happens regardless of my personal sentiments.
My apologies if I came across as an asshole. That certainly was not my intention.
Small errors, such as misspelling Cadance as Cadence, can really break the interest that some readers may have. My comment was intended for the author as an attempt at helping make the story better, not pissing in your wheaties. I apologize if you find it to be a personal affront, but I still fail to see where the issue is in trying to help someone else make their story better. If you find a problem with making suggestions to better a story, please feel free to discuss it with me in PM. 
As such, I think I have clarified where I was coming from well enough here. Hopefully I won't get avalanched with downvotes, as has happened in previous comments of mine that were likewise due to miscommunication.
5193792
Ah. I see. You don't want me to read your story.
My apologies for wasting your time. I'm certain my view will be much better appreciated elsewhere.
5193795 Seems less of your words being misunderstood by the readers of your post, and more of the writer of said post incorrectly stating what it was he meant to say, or, at least, not being very clear in his meaning.
Now, to the meat and potatoes of this reply.
It has been shown time and time again that Hasbro, in official releases has used both spellings of the lustful Alicorn's name. Also, while the show itself may have been created by Lauren Faust, her influence on the show was effectively pulled by Hasbro before the Princess of Infatuation ever appeared on the screen. Yes, there are those out there who choose to listen to her words as a Baptist would the Gospel of John, but the one official source would be Hasbro itself, either through their own releases, any books they officially endorse and/or have printed, or the show itself.
As for coming across in the manner that you did, that would be an issue within yourself that you might wish to consider working on. I see a general lacking of people skills in your replies, including in your following comment:
And actually, I suspect that such views would generally be unwelcome by the biggest majority of writers (and readers as well) here on this site, or any fanfiction site, for that matter.
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