Four Leaves
It was rare for it to rain at night in Canterlot. With the number of evening outdoor parties that occurred in the Equestrian capital, nopony wanted his or her planning work to go to ruin. As a compromise, the weather corps tended to schedule a few heavy days of rain a month, and let the sun shine on the mountain city the rest of the time.
Tonight was one of those rare nights where the rain was unplanned. The pegasi had limited control over the winds, and a heat wave had swept through Canterlot. A warm shower was just what was required to temper the heat, but as a result almost nopony was out on the streets, hunkering inside their dry homes instead.
One mare, however, was walking the streets of Canterlot. She didn't care about being drizzled on. After all, she had traveled in wild conditions across lands untamed by ponykind, through rain, sleet and hail, not to mention the accursed snow, snow and more snow. A light splattering of water was nothing in comparison.
How long was it since she had last been to Canterlot? She had stopped measuring in years long ago, but the mare didn't think it had been more than a few decades. Maybe. It was funny. Time was once something she had bent to her whim, surpassing even her master in. In the end, time had gotten the better of her.
She surveyed her surroundings. Rows and rows of gravestones stood next to one another in solid formation, like the tight ranks of a disciplined platoon of Pegasus soldiers. Some of those buried here dated back to before Canterlot became Equestria's seat of government, back when Celestia and Luna ruled from the castle in the Everfree. Some had only passed away in the last few years.
She wandered the rows, memories of individual ponies flitting back and forth, faces and voices long since forgotten, as she looked for one marker in particular. After a few minutes, she had located it, at the front of the plot allocated to those born into the House of Twilight.
"'Lest We Forget', hmm?," the mare said aloud, reading the epitaph engraved on the tombstone. Only the falling rain bore witness to her reading the epitaph. Above the words there was a carving of a six-sided star, a crude representation of the Cutie Mark of the pony buried here. "After her lifetime, that was the best they could come up with? Or was it something she requested? I suppose something modest would have suited her, even in death."
She sighed, unsure and uncaring if those were tears coming from her eyes, or water dripping from the side of her snout. After so many years, she had resorted to more and more undignified ways to inject excitement into her life. For a brief blip in time, Twilight Sparkle had entered her life like a shooting star, a brilliant beacon of light and fire that had drawn her to Twilight as if she was nothing more than a moth following a flame.
Unfortunately, like a shooting star, Twilight's time had burned up all too soon, her lifespan snuffed out in the blink of an eye. Now, with Twilight gone, she was back to wandering the world listlessly, her final destination never in sight. Even the thrill of the journey was losing its luster.
She felt the hoofsteps of another pony entering the cemetery. Had it been anypony else but for this one or her sister, she would have fled by now.
"While it behooves the younger generation to pay respect to its elders, you shouldn't do it in the rai—oh. It's you," Princess Celestia said. "It's been some time since we last met. Er, what name were you going by in this age again?"
The mare turned around, holding her head up high, violet eyes shining with intensity as she said, "These days, I go by Trixie, The Great and Powerful. Although, tales of Trixie's exploits in Ponyville still linger enough that I will soon have to leave her behind, not to mention how old she is supposed to be by now."
"I see. It is good to meet you again," Celestia said with a nod, looking past Trixie to the gravestone of Twilight Sparkle. "I had always wondered if you met my faithful student, but I have heard of The Great and Powerful Trixie's reputation and her incidents in Ponyville. If you are she, I suppose that means the Alicorn Amulet there was a fake, and it was all a test. Interesting. Didn't we nearly meet the one time, when Twilight invited me to come have a dinner with her new student?"
Trixie wracked her memories, before she at last recalled what Celestia was talking about. "Oh yes, the dinner date with her friendship student, Starlight Glimmer. I remember her, Starlight, that is. I found a kindred soul in her when we first met, even if she only knew Trixie's secrets, and not my own. No offense to you, but Twilight Sparkle was ill-equipped to help that pony work through her deeper issues. Friendship is not a salve-all."
"No offense taken. Like teacher, like student," Celestia said, staring past Trixie again. This time, Trixie knew Celestia wasn't looking at the marker where Princess Twilight Sparkle was buried. "I should have taken more care when I had Twilight as my own student. Even in her last days she still had panic attacks."
"Unsurprising," Trixie said.
"But then, age doesn't always bring with it maturity. The way I heard it, you were jealous of Twilight Sparkle and sought to away the affections of Starlight Glimmer. That wasn't a part of your act, was it?"
"I—" Trixie cut herself off, feeling her cheeks burn. She looked Celestia over. The alicorn wasn't using magic to protect herself against the rain. Rivulets of water pounded Celestia from head to tail, dripping down her muzzle and barrel.
In this cemetery, they weren't ponies who had to outmaneuver the other with words. They were two beings battered about by time's cruel passage, each needing the other, and perhaps to poke holes in one another's shells that had been calcified by time.
Trixie took a deep breath, and she said, "Yes, it made me jealous to hear that somepony had improved on one of his spells, and in so doing achieved apotheosis. Even when I met her twice before, Twilight Sparkle never struck me as the one. It was only later that I learned Starlight too had done the same, even if she didn't achieve ascension. But Starlight was different than Twilight. She might not have had the same spark as Twilight did, but there was something special about her, too. Starlight drew me to her. Only later did I find out she had founded her own village to live her ideology. Even though her intentions were misguided, Starlight showed initiative."
"I can understand that," Celestia said. "I'm not surprised you felt kinship with Starlight. To find another pony who had tinkered with Star Swirl's time spells, I'm surprised you didn't drag her off with you once you left Ponyville."
"I don't like dragging others into my life, or others dragging me into their lives. I had a purpose a long time ago, and I lived up to it."
"Yes, and Equestria still owes you its eternal gratitude."
"But I accomplished it. I should have died long ago. I don't know why I still live through every day, when it's been a struggle."
"You went through this sort of existential crisis before," Celestia noted. "At the time, you said you wanted to explore new lands, and await what the future would bring."
Trixie nodded, and said, "And I have, yet there's still so much more to explore. One of these days, I think I'll cross the ocean to the Western lands. Nowadays however, nowadays, I feel like I'm in a rut. Luna's return brought a new age to Equestria, and the return of several of history's monsters with it, but now it feels like everything has settled. Not that I'm saying I want Grogar to return from beyond the veil, or even worse, for the Windigos to emerge again, but in those few years there was a dynamism in Equestria that I haven't felt in a long time. Now, now it feels like Equestria is merely cruising along again."
"I'm actually envious of you," Celestia said.
"Oh?" Trixie asked. She wasn't honestly surprised. There were a number of things each had that the other didn't, but each of them also had several lifetimes' worth of baggage.
"For a thousand years after Luna's banishment, I had to stay strong, keeping my little ponies safe and holding this nation together. Every day, I regretted not paying more attention to my sister. I could never leave Canterlot to meet ponies in an informal environment. Even the alicorns that appeared throughout the centuries, sharing my rule with me, were only temporary salves," Celestia said, sighing. "After all, none of them had the immortal lifespan of my sister and me."
"I'm not teaching anypony. I reverse-engineered his spell and came up with something different, but the sacrifices I made to do it...no, I won't let anypony else even know it exists."
"I didn't think so. But still, you were about the only constant I had, and your visits are rather infrequent."
"Do you need them anymore? After all, Celestia and Luna are reunited."
"Even now, you do not call me Princess," Celestia observed.
Trixie gave her a piercing look. "You know I'll only ever swear fealty to one Princess, and she's been dead for a long time."
"Not even to her descendants?"
"Not even. Half of them lack her strength of will, and the other half are fops."
"You are the same as always, unwilling to get to know new ponies if they do not interest you first. Speaking of my sister, you should see Luna again. You've only seen her, what, twice since her return?"
"Three times," Trixie corrected Celestia.
"Of course. I forgot you encountered her in Griffonstone during the one summit. Luna has asked after you on occasion since then, but you are difficult to get a hold of."
Trixie paused, and thought that over. She liked her isolation, but she would not begrudge meeting more often with Celestia and Luna. "I'll tell you what my new identity is once I come up with it, how's about that? It should be easier to trace me once you know what name I'm going under these days."
"That would be nice to have," Celestia said, and then dropped the matter. The Princess seemed to cast about for a new topic to discuss, and then looked back at the grave marker. Trixie knew what question was coming before Celestia even asked it. "Do you think Twilight ever had any suspicions about who you were?"
Trixie furled her eyebrows, and said, "I don't think so. Twilight was only in middle-age when I last visited her. Maybe she noticed I hadn't aged a day, but we saw each other so infrequently she may never have realised it. Perhaps Twilight would have realised I was more than just Trixie, but I doubt she ever had a clue who I truly am."
Celestia closed her eyes, looking down at the ground as she let out a soft sigh. "That would make sense. She never did ask me about you. If she had mentioned a blue unicorn mare who seemed to be as young as the day Twilight first met her, I would have known who you were in an instant. Oh, something that just came to mind, now that I remember what 'Trixie' did in Ponyville. Do you know where the actual Alicorn Amulet is?"
Trixie scrunched her nose, thinking of when she had last seen it. At last, she answered, "No, I do not. The last I saw it was in the North, and it has been like a day in Tartarus trying to follow its trail since. I had a lead on the Amulet in Salamagne during the salamanders' civil war, but wasn't able to find it then."
"That is unfortunate. After your 'reign' over Ponyville, I went to retrieve the Alicorn Amulet, glad that it had been found after all this time so I could seal it away, only to be disappointed. It had been an enduring mystery to me these last few decades why the Amulet I retrieved was a fake, when it had been used only a few days earlier. I thought that perhaps somebody had stolen it from the zebra shamaness responsible for safeguarding it after your fight, and replaced it with something that looked very similar. Another one of my students once attempted to do the same with the Element of Magic, though she failed. I had been expecting somepony to use the Amulet any day now, but it seems it is still lost to us."
"That's probably a good thing," Trixie pointed out. "The last time somepony used the real Amulet, it didn't end well."
Trixie could see the pain in Celestia's eyes as her old friend raised her head back up. It surprised Trixie to see, for a brief moment of weakness, Celestia's face carrying the weight of millenia. "Even the Elements of Harmony are not all-powerful."
The two were silent for a few seconds after that. Trixie gave a silent prayer to the thoughts of those who had died the last time the Alicorn Amulet had been used.
"Master did tell you that before, many times," Trixie said, but then she backed off. That brief skirmish had been a long time ago, but she could tell it still pained Celestia. Trixie instead chose to change subjects back to what she had visited this cemetery for. "Twilight Sparkle made a good effort out of it, didn't she?"
Celestia's eyes refocused, honing in on Trixie. "Yes. Her as well as her friends, the new generation of the Element-Bearers. She changed so many lives, and her friend Fluttershy even managed to reform Discord. Discord! I had thought we would forever be at odds, but then, I never knew until then that friendship and chaos were compatible."
"Fluttershy passed away years ago, though" Trixie said. "Do you still trust him?"
Celestia frowned at that. "I am sorry, but it would be inappropriate to discuss such a thing with somepony else. Fluttershy and Discord had a close relationship."
So she didn't trust Discord. Trixie wasn't too concerned in any case. Discord had been fairly tame since his freedom. Outside of his betrayal during the Tirek incident, the draconequus hadn't kicked up too much of a fuss. If he were to pose a threat to the peace again...well, Trixie was no alicorn, and she hadn't been an active war magician in a long time, but the winds of time and wave of change hadn't yet worn her down. She had outlasted whole empires. In the past, serious opposition to Equestria had refocused Trixie, breathing new life into her as she fought to protect the homeland she had once forged long ago. Another go would be no different.
"But again, Twilight Sparkle was something I think we'll never see again in Equestria. Twilight saved my sister, and she saved my last student before her. In a few decades, only a handful of us will remember her as a living, breathing pony than a pony who is present in history books. I hate to think the day will eventually come to pass that I forget what her voice was like, or the colour of her eyes, and someday even the colour of her coat," Celestia said. "She admired you, you know. I suppose Twilight Sparkle will never realise how ironic it is that a pony so often found on the stage would become a pony on the stage."
"She admired me? Which me?" Trixie asked. She knew the answer, of course. Trixie wasn't a pony who could have been admired by the Princess of Friendship and Magic.
"The real you."
Trixie didn't know what to say to that. Instead, she settled for reading Twilight Sparkle's epitaph, "Lest We Forget, indeed."
The two fell silent at those words. There was no more that needed to be said.
Minutes or hours passed. Trixie was certain it wasn't days, since the sun hadn't yet risen. Then again, considering who was standing next to her, that was no longer a reliable measure. At last, Celestia bowed her head to the gravestone, touching her horn against the top, before raising her head again. "I hope to see you at the palace soon," Celestia said. "We really do miss you."
Celestia waited for a few minutes. She added, "Now that the Researcher Princess has left us, perhaps somepony could take her place again?"
Not getting a verbal response, the regal alicorn at last walked away, leaving Trixie behind in the cemetery.
"I didn't think much of you when I first saw you on that day in Ponyville," Trixie said, keeping her eyes straight forward on the tombstone. "Imagine my surprise when you actually managed to get rid of an Ursa Minor, all on your lonesome! I researched you, found out you were Celestia's student. I gave you a test, one you passed with flying colours. You became a Princess, something I would never have predicted. When you took on a student, I attempted to nudge you as hard as I could without creating a schism between us."
Trixie sighed. The rain was falling harder now. "You have your legacy, Princess Twilight. I have mine, the legacy of the greatest, but until I die it'll never be complete. Celestia envies me sometimes. I envy her sometimes as well, but I think I envy you even more. You took with you to the grave a legend that will likely surpass my own. This world doesn't need me anymore, but here I am. I still endure."
Giving the Cutie Mark engraved into the tombstone one last glance, Trixie turned around, leaving the cemetery.
Perhaps Trixie would take Celestia up on her advice about returning to her studies on magic. Maybe she would pay Luna another visit, while she was at it.
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Clover thus lives?... and then I saw the chapter title, real subtle
I think that she's Clover the Clever, due to the story's title.
And when she referred to her Master.
A... clever little story, here.
This is certainly a premise I've never come across before, a nice twist on the whole immortality wangst plots usually centred around the alicorns. I almost wish there was more, because if Trixie is Clover I can only wonder what the past 1000 or so years have been like for her.
All in all it was great.
Who thinks it's anyone other then Clover the Clever?
The spell Starlight Glimmer tweaked was Starswirl time spell, right? And the other pony ever mentioned as a student of Starswirl the Bearded in the show is Clover the Clever. Interesting. Then again, I once read a story where Trixie is actually Starswirl's granddaughter, who casted an immortality spell on her.
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I guess I didn't make it as subtle as I thought I did if so many people deduced it. But yes, Trixie is Clover the Clever. Not just the big hints, but also things like how she hates snow, or her comparing the gravestones to 'the tight ranks of a disciplined platoon of Pegasi soldiers', both allusions to the time of when the Windigos were around.
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I actually don't like to write immortal Alicorn Twilight, mostly because I feel the idea is way, way overused compared to her continuing to have a normal lifespan (heck, off the top of my head I only recall one fic that actually does have her die in her eighties or so). The original tweet about her lifespan was a huge fudge but everybody seems to have come to a consensus to write her as immortal and nothing but. I originally planned to leave Trixie's background a complete mystery, but making her Clover was a useful way to link her to Celestia so the two have a mutual background. Celestia and Clover both thus have an interesting dichotomy - one saved Equestria a long time ago, has no real purpose now and is struggling to find one, while the other has continued to rule Equestria but also has immortality blues. Setting it against Twilight Sparkle dying from a mortal lifespan gives it a dash of melancholy.
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You we're about as subtle as a 2x4 to the face
7288078 Cool.
Well, this is interesting.
I suppose wandering 'nobody' who pretends they're extremely important would be a decent enough identity to prevent ponies from looking too hard at you.
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Mind throwing me a link or telling me the name of that fic? I'm always down for Trixie-is-connected-to-Starswirl stories.
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I think the 'Twilight is Immortal' thing became such a common thing because it's a natural end in human stories.
In ancient Greek myths the heroes were often demigods who, in their tales conclusions, either ascend to join their divine parent in Olympus, found a great kingdom ruled for eons by their honorable descendants, and/or fall/fail and become legends spoken of in whispers around the campfire for their depravity. Humanity likes the idea of the protagonist 'living forever' whether that is in the literal sense, (immortal) or by creating something; whether a legend, dynasty or cautionary tale, that will last for eternity.
It's our way of railing against the inevitable, Death comes for us all, but our heroes, legends and stories last for as long as people remain to tell them.
It's beautiful in a way, we want Twilight to have the same immortality as Hercules, because our stories make her into a hero on par with him.
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That happens like once, to Heracles. The rest of the time, the moral is nearly always that humans aren't immortal, no matter how much they wish they were, and trying to be will only bring down ruin on yourself.
Is she perhaps Clover the Clever?
Looking at the other comments, I can see that people have taken the chapter title into account... I never even thought about that. The fact that she referred to Starswirl as "Master", however, tipped me off. That and the fact that she mentions a "Princess" other than Celestia and Luna, which might indicate Platinum.
What exactly did Trixie do with the time spell? The best I could figure out was that she somehow stopped herself from aging, by flipping the spell backwards and thus onto herself -- instead of allowing her to alter time outside the present, time does not alter her, and therefore she does not age or physically change.
I'd never heard of Grogar until he started popping up in these fanfictions. I really need to go read his story sometime.
7288620 It happened more often than that. Ever heard of Castor and Pollux? They're also known as the Gemini Twins, and they opted to share their immortality so that half of the time they reside in Hades like normal people, and the other half of the time they're in Olympus. That's something of an incomplete example, but there are more.
I like linking Trixie to Luna because Trixie Lulamoon mean the the bringer of joy princess Luna or moon princess.
7287845 Can you send me the link?
Hmmm...."Clever pony"....knew Starswirl and the Princesses when they were young...can ONLY be General Jer'rahd
just kidding
Yeah, didn't even pay attention to the title and got all the clues for Clover the Clever.
Very nicely done. Straight into my Faves "Short List" & thumbs up
oh, and congrats being featured on Day 1
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I remember that one of them died.
What I think, is that people (like myself) don't much like the idea of death. Therefor, when writing about someone that they have a reasonable excuse to make immortal, they'll take it. Either that or not mention the possibility at all.
That being said, do any of you think the story would have been better if it had been revealed at the end that they weren't standing over Twilight's grave... but trixies? After all, a show-mare of some renown cannot simply live forever, so that disguise would have to have been shed at some point.
That alongside calling old beardy master and her hater for snow alluding to the windigos led me to believe she is Clover the Clever.
Nice work.
Clever bit of weaving in here. I can dig it.
She's G1 Megan isn't she?
The chapter title kinda gives it away, doesn't it?
I feel sad for Trixie,
All this story shows is her and princess Celestia bemoaning the past and listing regrets.
Also talking about present day Trixie. Showing how she is ever more disencetised to stimulus, how she measures time by decades, decades!
Soon enough it's going to be centuries.
Also this ridiculous ideology, If you are still alive you can still do something with it, find a new purpose. If traveling is what you enjoy the most then make your life purpose to see as much of the world as you can. But no Trixie just uses traveling to fill up a void, to occupy herself without learning to enjoy it like she should. Very sad.
Screw who was Trixy. Who was the master of Trixie and possibly Celestia's?
This is Trixie speaking. It's too vague for me to figure it out, she could be talking about anything.
This is Trixie ever clinging to the past, even though there must have being some qualities that have distinguish ponies to be better than the ancient princess at least in some ways.
I didn't feel this Trixie was anything like the show, it only makes sense when we assume the real her was only pretending to be somebody else.
~Leonzilla
7288558 "I am Ozymandius, king of kings. Look upon these works and despair."
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Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
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In stories where Celestia and Luna play a significant part (either as characters, or in relation to alicorn lore), it is also sometimes used to give Twilight (and Cadance, in the stories that also include her in the same fashion) an additional commonality with them.
In addition, there's also the fact that in the show itself, there's absolutely nothing suggesting that Twilight and Cadance are biologically any different than Celestia and Luna, and some fanfic writers probably don't know about McCarthy's tweet. While not impossible, none of the justifications for such a difference between Celestia/Luna and Twilight/Cadance are actually supported in the show. Thus, for some writers, the concept of alicorn = ageless might be considered a natural part of the setting.
I'm thinking Clover the Clever.
So clover the clever?
This Trixie is clearly... Clara Oswald.
Why the heck not?
7288808 Essentially, yeah, Clover the Clever/Trixie stopped herself from aging. Thus the multiple mentions of time.
7288127 If Trixie had attended the one Hearth's Warming Eve play in Canterlot she might have burst out laughing
7288558 Others have addressed your post from other angles already (7288811 and 7288620 ) , but anyways...I like writing Trixie as a character, simply because she has near-zero background (Word of God from the show runners constrain this, but I ignore that as needed), so I can do almost anything with her. I'm especially fascinated with giving her a Wandering Jew archetype, where she wanders, never really able to settle. In her case here as Clover the Clever, who achieved something great a long time ago but has never been able to do much since, filling her life with travelling and alternate egos such as 'The Great and Powerful Trixie', it's a lot more on the nose than some of my other stories.
7289089 Thanks. It seems all my one-shot features involve me inserting a mind-blowing twist into the text...it's a shame that I never will get to have that 'holy smokes' moment I imagine some of the readers had because I'm the one who wrote it
7289876 Almost all of Trixie's dialogue here is with Celestia, who knows who and what Trixie is. I can't lean too heavily on them giving exposition since they're talking about things they mostly already know about, outside of their relationship with Twilight Sparkle.
Trixie here is Clover the Clever, still alive and wandering. She saved Equestria from the Windigos, but her former liege (Princess Platinum) is dead. I'm not insinunating any romantic overtures or the like, but she was especially close to PP and Clover suffers from a classic immortality angst problem: she thinks none of Platinum's descendants is up to snuff, but of course she never really gets close enough to see if that's truly the case.
"I'm not teaching anypony. I reverse-engineered his spell and came up with something different, but the sacrifices I made to do it...no, I won't let anypony else even know it exists."
If you're aware that Trixie is Clover the Clever who is somehow alive after 1000+ years at a minimum, put this in context with Celestia's line right before about only her and Luna being immortal alicorns with all other alicorns having a normal lifespan.
7290024 Part of this story is indeed my headcanons, namely that there were other alicorns between the time of Nightmare Moon and Cadance. As for immortality, I'm of the opinion it's a magical trait than a biological trait (at the very least, we've seen Cadance has aged, given she was a lot smaller in Twilight's flashback in A Canterlot Wedding), though that's mostly irrelevant to this story.
7290670 I imagined it was something like that but to be honest I don't understand the Alicorn Amulet at all. Or at least that part of the story.
7290950 Celestia says the Alicorn Amulet she picked up from Zecora (who takes it at the end of Magic Duel) was a fake, and she had wondered why it was a fake, worrying someone had grabbed it first and replaced it with a fake. Trixie at the very end says she gave Twilight a test after she found out she was Celestia's student. It's implied Trixie/Clover created a fake Alicorn Amulet for the purpose of testing Twilight, while the real Alicorn Amulet, which both Celestia and Clover have had experience with, hasn't been seen in ages.
7290670 Alright, but I still have questions,
What spells did she decide to reverse-engeenire?
Who's spell she reverse-engeenired?
How did reverse-engeeniring it lead to the results she got?
What sacrifices she had to make to get those results exactly?
~Leonzilla
7290963 Right... But the performance was waaaay too convincing to be true. Plus Twilight is not dumb... Would she not feel the lack of magic from the item?
7291158 She took one of Star Swirl's time spells and reverse-engineered it so she wouldn't age. I didn't exactly think too hard about what sacrifices she would have made, but it can be assumed from what she says that they're big enough she won't teach how to do it to anypony else.
7291453 Not really. Remember that she didn't figure out the Staff of Sameness was a fake in the Season 5 premier, and she had two seasons more of experience and wings at the time.
7291517 Well, that lacks as much depth as I would like to see; but since there is no questioning what the story tells us we just have to accept that somehow that happened.
~Leonzilla
7291517 Still sounds extremely suspicious both times.
7291517 are you reffering to the spell from the journal of the two alicorn sisters? I only ask because the ook seemed to be working off the idea that starswirl was equestrias version of merlin, starswirls spell that let him see the future made him younge, merling lived backwards, easy comparison.
very interesting, subtle but we'll done. It's complete in itself, while more would be nice, this story does not need nor require a sequal. I knew who Trixie really was when she said "I'll only ever swear fealty to one Princess, and she's been dead for a long time."
Subtle? No. Still moving? At least to a degree. It was an enjoyable read. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Love it!
This... I like this.
Not bad at all.
~Skeeter The Lurker
Very well done, I quite enjoyed this.
-FE
This story has the same level of magnitude as A Mother love never dies.
And on the plus side, your story remind me of my old OC - Sapphire Star (Which in all and non was once Trixie)
Who after being defeated, had meet a stallion, who while wasn't master himself, had knew how to achieve Mastery of Magic.
And so She trained, and trained Hard, to the point when She burned off her own horn. Whoever She didn't stop where and trained more.
So at the end She became something completely different, where once and old mare stood and new star appeared, A Sapphire Star.
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Nitpick:
my sister and me
like in: "this is a picture of me/her/him/us" not "picture of I/she/he/we"
EDIT.
As noted by Yucale Tinwe - "myself" in the second one might be good too.
"She" would be better here.
Melancholy, nostalgic, sad i love it. I guess its become a trope of sorts that the divine orders always secretly envy mortals and im a sucker for that theme. Interesting also to have Twilicorn's rival miss her so
Four leaves do not always bring someone good luck...
A very heartfelt, melancholic, and overall sad yet touching story.
I applaud you for writing it. Have a like.