It's a quiet afternoon in Canterlot. Celestia is taking a break from her princessly duties, drinking some tea as it is wont of her to do. And as she sometimes likes to do, when she's relaxing, she's watching the Sun. When you're one of the few who can stare directly at it without hurting your eyes, you might as well take advantage of it every once in a while.
An entry into the 2nd A Thousand Words contest, under the "Slice of Life" category.
Suggestions and prereading courtesy of Reviewfilly.
This was a good story. I too can stare directly at the sun and not go blind too.
ahaha (and yes, quite like the sun indeed)
ooh that is a cool perk
oof! who knows how many long-lived creatures Celestia herself has outlived at this point
well i can see the glimmers of Daybreaker here, haha wow Celestia is so hot
hoowee, best not overturn that log
aww yeah, two nice things the Sun can sadly not provide
and augh, love this, which also feels like a nice insight into Celestia’s general aloofness that we see. this does truly feel like a Slice of Life of our beloved immortal Sun Goddess.
excellent work, thank you for writing!
Sunset, I presume?
I’m reminded of that one Tumblr post that notes how the Sun is the closest thing real life has to a Lovecraftian Elder God. Inhospitable, mutagenic, constantly screaming, effectively immortal by our standards, unaware of our existence, revered throughout history…
And then there’s Celestia, who only checks off two of the boxes on that list. The last line is a lovely touch to emphasize how her connection with her charge goes beyond mere sight. Thank goodness she enjoys company and cake so much.
Lovely little character portrait. Thank you for it.
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you know what FoME when you're right you're right, Celestia would be improved if she were constantly screaming
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It is known.
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