Once there was a filly named Twilight Sparkle who lived in Canterlot. She was a unicorn, and very gifted in the ways of magic. So great was her talent that when it first expressed itself, her powers ran out of control, and Princess Celestia herself had to intervene. But the Princess bore Twilight no ill will, and on that day, the little filly from Canterlot became Princess Celestia’s faithful student.
That was also the day she earned her cutie mark—a bright star, surrounded by five others. On any other day, Twilight would have been given to obsess about the symbolism and metaphor behind that particular mark, but her worries were washed away in a flood of joy and wonder. It was hours before she had occasion to think about the details of her mark at all, and when she did, she quickly concluded that it was abstract. Stars were sometimes used as a generalized symbol of magic, and so her cutie mark represented her broad interest in the field.
This conclusion was incorrect. At the same time Twilight was considering the matter, Princess Celestia was already preparing for the mentorship of one she knew to be the next bearer of the Element of Magic. The star of the Tree of Harmony had a distinctive shape, one which was now clearly replicated on Twilight. Princess Celestia knew that teaching Twilight well would be important—possibly the most important thing she had done in a very long while. But Celestia was not concerned. She could see Twilight’s destiny after all, written upon her flank.
But this conclusion too was in error, and in exactly the same way. For while Twilight acted in impulsive ignorance and Celestia in patient knowledge, both made the same oversight. They each forgot that symbols can mean multiple things.
If only Twilight and Celestia had qualified their beliefs, they might have avoided this mistake. Twilight was generally interested in magic after all, and she was destined to wield the Element of that same force. It was only their certainty that they had already solved the whole of the puzzle that prevented them from seeing the unused pieces.
But they were certain, and they did not see them, and so neither suspected anything was amiss as Twilight went home that night. A day of joyful celebration had done nothing to dampen her spirits, and she was still full of energy as her parents hustled her upstairs. That she’d eaten two bowls of oat-and-chocolate-chip ice cream and was on a bit of a sugar rush certainly did nothing to help. Eventually though, they got her into bed, told her they were proud of her, kissed her goodnight, and because it was her special day, pretended they couldn’t hear the sounds of her reading under the covers.
They came in about an hour later to find her fast asleep, taking a moment to straighten the blankets and put her book on the nightstand. But by that point, Twilight was somewhere else entirely.
Once, there was a filly named Twilight Sparkle, who lived in Canterlot. She was a unicorn, and very gifted in the ways of magic. So great was her talent that when it first fully expressed itself, she drew the attention of the very heavens, and the Princess of the Night herself bid Twilight appear before her.
The little filly from Canterlot had no recollection of how she came to be in the Silver Palace or why she walked in the hall of one whose seat rules three kingdoms. The royal heraldry of the Moon, the Stars, and the Realm of Dreams hung from the walls in strange and haunting patterns, and there at the end sat the Princess. She was winged and horned, dark and regal, and Twilight bowed before her as her parents had taught.
“Um,” Twilight said. For fear of appearing foolish, she added only, “Hello.”
“Hello, Twilight Sparkle,” said the Princess of Night. “Rise, and be welcome in my home.” From the throne she did descend in a column of smoke, lifting Twilight’s chin from the floor. The touch sent a shock through Twilight, for it was cold and hard upon her skin, and its harsh reality intruded upon her uncertainty. She thus rose quickly, earning a polite nod from the pony before her.
“Um, thank you,” Twilight said, hesitating as she realized she did not know what to call the pony before her. “Are you a princess?”
“Yes,” said the pony. “I am Princess Luna. I have called you here because you are a very talented young filly. You have a great gift, but you must learn to control that gift. I can teach you the magic required to control your powers and to harness them for your own ends.”
It took Twilight a moment to decipher Luna’s words, but when she did, a smile broke out on her face. “Oh! Wow! I can’t believe two princesses came to see me.” Flattery washed away her worry, and her enthusiasm quickly bubbled over. “Princess Celestia said that to me earlier today! She’s going to teach me magic herself. Princess Celestia teaching me magic. Just like when she raises the sun! Can you believe it!?”
“Yes,” Luna said, her face a neutral mask unswayed by the filly’s enthusiasm. “I can believe it. Has she taught you anything yet?”
“Just a little spell to summon light. See?” Scrunching up her face and focusing, she called a little ball of sunlight to her horn. Its yellow rays made the world around her seem pale and unreal, bleaching the color from the palace. But Luna took no notice.
“That is a very good spell,” Luna said. “But there is another version of it.” Luna’s horn glowed, and with the most delicate of touches, she stole Twilight’s spell from her. The enchantment twisted, folded itself inside out, and before Twilight’s eyes, the ball of light became a ball of shadow.
“Whoa!” Twilight exclaimed. “How did you do that!?”
“It is quite easy,” Luna said. “Look closely, and I will show you.”
And so on that night, the little filly from Canterlot became a student of two teachers.
The next morning, Twilight awoke with no recollection of her dreams. Cobwebs hung in her thoughts, and she had a vague feeling that something important had happened. But there was no time for such delays—it was her first full day as Princess Celestia’s student, and she had much to do. She had to prepare; she had to study. Her tutelage had only begun, and she already felt leagues ahead of where she had been yesterday.
She even had an idea for a new spell—a little enchantment to blot out light.
Just started.
yes I often find miniature black holes easy to produce and sustain without damaging my surroundings.
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Well this is a world full of magical talking ponies, shapeshifters that feed off of love, a creature made of who knows how many other creaturesthat is able to make pretty much anything appear/change/disapear, ponies powerful enough to control the sun and moon, a creature able to eat magic, magical butt tatoos that appear out of thin air, and I think you get my point.
5746201 How does the absence of light equate to a black hole? Do you even science?
So is this Luna while she's still under Nightmare Moon's influence or not?
I wish Luna's Cutie Mark wasn't white xD Since the blotch isn't part of her Cutie Mark, we learned, but white on white is invisible. Luna realistically has a very, very plain Cutie Mark.
5746201 Nonononono.
There is a difference between making a black hole and making a place where light doesn't shine. The absence of light can be anything.
Say the magic to produce sunlight is a formation of natural light with a bright warmth to it from the electrical\magical core of ones being. To make a spot of darkness is to make a spot that sucks in light and doesn't allow it to escape so your eyes can not receive the photons of the light, making the illusion of darkness. The sunbeam spell creates and ejects light, while the darkness spell embraces and hordes it.
This is magic, mother fucker.
5748007 so does Celestia. heck most are plain. Twilight is the most complicated
5746201 It's a sphere of Vantablack (on the crumpled foil).
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So, she will be the princess of "Twilight"?
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5746201 You'd think so, but I went through three different computers, two couches, eight thousand dollars in room repair, and over twice that in hospital bills before I figured out that I should stop.
Nice intro, good work.
5746201 I do not know why you were so down voted. Even thought you are technically incorrect, your comment made my day
I am already dismayed that this is unfinished . . .
Aaaa what a great first chapter, now that's how you hook a reader!
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W-wha... n-no... welp guess I'll have to ration these remaining 30k or so words then haha
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There is a summary at the end of the absent chapters, it doesn't just cut off. :D