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Tell me I'm wrong, baby.

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Celestia versus the indomitable equine spirit (they both have huge cocks). It all circles back to that damn fruit!

The Goddess reached up and took hold of her lover’s hips, stopping for a moment to stroke the cutie mark on her haunch — a white archway, brilliantly cut from a single crystal. Was that mark still affecting the Witch’s destiny, even now? It was one of the oldest mysteries of pony kind, and the answer eluded them to this day.

Wait. Is that Ophelia?

Ooh looking forward to reading this later! A nice pick-me-up after a rough week.

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This universe's version of her, yep.

Eons later, or perhaps a moment, Celestia stood beside herself. Next to her, a pale woman stood, stretching her arms over her head.

"Well, someones been busy then."

Celestia merely shook her head, lips set in a pout as she looked over her vessel.

"Who is that? She looks so... old,"
Lowering her arms, the pale woman shrugged.

"Been about a while then."

Looking at the woman, Celestia opened her muzzle, then eyes widening and wings flaring, took a step back,

"You."

Smiling gently, the woman booped the ancient defilers nose, making the ancient scrunch before letting out and adorable sneeze. Giggling, the woman smirked at the pout the alicorn adopted.

"Me. Me, me, me."

Rubbing her nose with a fetlock, Celestia sighed,

"Well, thats it then? After everything, this is it?"

Shrugging, the woman scritched the mares ear.

"Fraid so kiddo."

Paunching out her lip. Celestia pawed the ground in a pointless bid to make a furrow.

"Well, thats no fair."

Lowering her hand, the woman gestured and began to walk across the room,

"Fairest deal of all my dear. One life, one death. Guaranteed."

"So... what now?"

For a moment the woman stilled... then turning, regarded the mare. And in her gaze, Celestia saw an old human struggling in the rain, and from the wind and wet words echoed... stating of a man who had never stolen or killed or raped, and was a damn sight better then all the kings of history. Celestia watched as the man fell... and stood beside himself. And the pale woman was there, and like with Celestia, had always been.

"You know Norton... I've known a lot of kings... and I think you might be my favorite."

Blinking, Celestia realized the woman had a hat in her hand, which she perched jauntily on her head.

"Your no Norton Celestia... and what awaits you..."

Slowly Celestia began to fade into the between...

"... whatever that is... is just."

And the woman was alone.

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Is that an OC from some other popular fic? Haven't gotten around to reading the classics yet.

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She's from one of my older stories, ——————The Dawn——————. You don't necessarily need to know who it is, really. Not yet.

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Oof my memory is getting rusty but I remember that now - I guess I'd better sleep a normal amount again.

Had some time to read now - so it's a conqueror Celestia from an alternate universe messing with the Celestia from your main branch of stories? I definitely did not see that one coming. I'm intrigued to see where you take it.

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