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Sunset Looms Chapter 4
By The Grey Potter
http://cosmicponyfanfiction.blogspot.com/
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1EmYH8YmC6J4SbaWmoX84fqNzS0OrDdoe16is2OLMX7g/edit
The halls of Canterlot Castle were made to impress. To dazzle even the most jaded of pony kind. Ceilings were high and obscured by arches, with paint and cloth making the actual ceiling vanish into obscurity. Windows attempted to reach that high, and they couldn’t. But it was their frequency that made the hallways long and infinite, stained glass casting a thousand colors on the white marble work. To the filly I used to be, the castle would seem massive, overwhelmingly big and detailed. Infinitely so. There was no physical way to walk from one end of the corridor to the other. It was just as feasible as trying to get to the ceiling without wings. I mean, my living room was big. Canterlot was huge. Equestria was unimaginably massive. But just walking down a typical hallway in Canterlot Castle, you’d think it was bigger than all of those combined.
I may have been a clever filly, but I wasn’t above the use of silly superlatives.
I guess I’m trying to leave this impression with you, because when I walked side by side with Celestia, that huge, gigantic, and enormous place? I became right at home. I would imagine that she warped space to make everything a reasonable size. We’d reach the end of those infinite corridors in just two seconds. Of course that was just another silly filly superlative. Now I can understand that talking with Celestia is what kept me distracted from the size of the place. Back then, I had to run to keep up with her regal stride, with the magical effect of shortening the corridors. I didn’t mind it much. Anything to be near my teacher, my idol, a literal god.
Now that I think about it, did she even notice how I kept falling behind her?
Maybe she wanted me to learn to keep stride, because… I don’t know, some kind of weird, self-building lesson? Celestia works in mysterious ways, that’s what I always told myself.
I guess they really were mysterious. No, actually, I wish they had remained that way. I got an answer, an answer that just confuses, just… What kind of answer is this?
“I love you”
Oh.
Oh dear…
~҉~
The pillow in my old room was a weird consistency, fluffier than I was used to, but it made it easier to block out the rest of the world. I was trying to vigorously scrub thought from my brain. It mostly involved trying to scrub my snout from the rest of my face. No, it doesn’t really work, but I felt like I was accomplishing something.
“Spiiiiiiike!” I yelled into my pillow, “What am I going to do?!”
“Um, I don’t know?” he replied, words muffled beyond the fluff barrier.
“I don’t know either!” I lift my head up, then slam it down again. “What is that supposed to mean?! ‘I love you’? Ack! ACK, SPIKE! ACK!”
Ever the helpful assistant, Spike sat at the foot of my bed, playing with his fingers nervously. “Your friends all say they love you all the time. Maybe it was a friendly thing.”
“No it wasn’t…” I raised my head. “She said… she said…”
“She said…? C’mon, say it!”
“She said LOVE YOU love you!”
“Love you, love you?”
“Yes!” I moaned into my pillow and keep scrubbing. Don’t want to think, please, Luna, anybody, memory charm. Memory charm this away, please.
“And um, that’s…. Bad?”
I looked at Spike. Just looked at him. I thought he could read my face easily enough. He tilted his little confused head, just like a puppy. Close enough.
“Yes Spike. It’s bad,” I said. “Do you think I’d be, I dunno, pillow diving? Screaming and hollering? If it wasn’t that bad?”
“Well I don’t know, maybe you didn’t know what to wear to your first date.” I glared at him, or I hope I was glaring at him. He shrugged. “Hey, I don’t understand you girls all the time. Just last week you had this same reaction to spilling ink all over some book.”
“First of all, that book was a limited first edition copy signed by Sapphire Wednesdays. And second? This is worse. Much, much worse.”
“Why?”
“Why?!” I squeaked, “What do you mean why?!”
“It’s Princess Celestia, Twilight!” Spike exclaimed. “That’s like, the most powerful, intelligent, and beautiful pony in all of Equestria. And you’ve known her for a really, really long time! She’s perfect for you!”
I sighed. A deep, long exhale, trying to calm myself down, trying not to get mad at Spike. He was only trying to help me. That’s all. I fluffed my strange pillow and tried to get comfortable atop the old bed. “Have I, Spike? Have I really known Princess Celestia? If I really, really knew her that well, then why is this… this love thing coming as such a surprise to me? How long has she felt like this, and hidden it from me? I thought we were just teacher and student, learning from one another. But now…” I shook my head. “Every little thing we’ve ever done together, I have to think differently about it. Even when she first took me as a student, Spike. Even then, did she look at me, a filly who didn’t even have a cutie mark yet, and think ‘when she grows up, I want to marry her’?”
Spike was silent for a moment.
“That is creepy,” he admitted.
“You see?”
“But, but,” Spike pulled himself up on the bed. His face was compacted in confusion. “Even Celestia’s feelings have to take time to develop, don’t they? You’ve known each other for years and years. There’s gotta be some time when you’ve noticed she changed.”
“Yes, but… I’m trying to put a date on when things felt different, and it’s hard. Celestia’s always been Celestia. It makes me think that this is something that’s been going on for a very, very long time.”
“Oh come on, Twilight. You can’t think of one significant change?”
“No,” I sighed, “Not even one.”
“One thing that was so radically different?”
“Not even… Hey, why are you grinning like that?”
“Not one thing that completely and totally changed your life forever?” He wagged his eyebrows like I was in on this joke.
“Spike!” I laughed, despite myself. “What in Equestria are you trying to get at?”
“C’mon, Twilight! The Summer Sun Celebration! Celestia sent you to Ponyville to make friends! You gotta admit, that was a little weird of her. Different weird!”
“She had a purpose, Spike. It was so I could attune to the Elements of Harmony.”
“And then later, once that was all done?”
“Spike, just because my life changed didn’t mean Celestia did.”
“Well, no, maybe not, but didn’t your relationship change? Even by the teensiest tiniest amount? You went from learning right under her to sending letters all the time. Maybe Celestia changed then, when you were so far away?” I was silent, so Spike spoke up again, “Maybe she got lonely without you around, and it made her realize just how special you are.”
“Spike!” I laughed, “When did you get to be the master situation reader?”
“You wrote a letter about it once, remember?”
“Oh. Right.”
“So.” His smile grew wide. “Now does it seem like such a bad thing?”
“Are you playing matchmaker, Spike?” I nudged him with my hind hoof and laughed again. I was relieved, or maybe just less tense. I definitely didn’t feel like scrubbing out my brain anymore. But…
I thought about this, if Celestia could have changed in such a short amount of time, looking aside and resting my head on my hoof. Maybe I was focusing too much on her outward behavior. Or maybe… Well, to me, Celestia never changed, it wasn’t like her to change. Old as she was, it seemed ridiculous that anything could affect her. But if she could, and did, change, that means she was hiding this from me. For how long? And how many other things were kept a secret… besides the obvious stately matters I had no business hearing. All ponies had things they kept to themselves. But the Princess always seemed so forward and candid with me, with everyone.
And love? She hadn’t had a… thing …. Since Blueblood, the original Blueblood over a thousand years ago. This, for me, all of a sudden, still felt, well, strange. And more importantly…
“Spike.” I turned to look at him. “I don’t think I love Celestia. Love her, love her, I mean. Don’t give me those eyes. All this time, she’s been a teacher, a mentor. I love her to bits, but, just not that way. And she just feels… I don’t know, unapproachable? I still get nervous every time I see her, like I’m going to disappoint her, or not live up to her expectations.”
“I’m sure you won’t, Twilight! She’s arranged a date with you, hasn’t she?”
“Please, it’s a meeting. A get-together. Date is a… pretty strong word.”
“You’re going to tour the gardens! Isn’t that just sooo romantic?”
“Oh, stop it! You’re making me nervous again!” I shook my head, turning away. There was a book I had, left long ago in this old bedroom. With a small levitation spell, I brought it to me, and set it gently on my pillow. “I mean… what am I supposed to say? My Big Book of Romance Etiquette isn’t going to help me here.”
“Why, because it doesn’t cover ancient all powerful alicorn gods?”
“No. Well, yes, it doesn’t cover that either.” I magically flipped through the pages, reaffirming my worry, “More importantly, the book only talks about dating colts.”
~҉~
Some time later, I began my walk to the Royal Gardens. Spike had insisted that I wear a fancy dress and go by carriage and bring flowers and so on and so forth. I think towards the end he was making fun of me and my nerves, trying to calm me down. In the end, I left as I usually did, without any fancy dress or gift. Just as myself. I hoped Celestia did the same... If she turned up with flowers, well, I don’t know what I’d do.
I still couldn’t help but feel a bit lost. Not in Canterlot, I knew the place like the fall of my fetlock. But what do I say to the Princess? She’s always been special, always there for me. A mentor. A guardian. This felt like my mom had come up to me and professed her love. It didn’t sit well at all. Not at all.
But could I sum up the will to turn down the ruler of all Equestria? To deny her? What if she simply forced me to become her lover? She had the power to do that. I was certain she did.
Thinking about this, I felt like I didn’t know my mentor at all. I was going to the gardens to see a very powerful stranger. I never was good at handling situations I didn’t understand. At least I wasn’t getting all twitchy and panicky. Just feeling a bit small. Tight. Short of breath and maybe a little queasy.
How long was this walk again? I picked up my pace, occasionally breaking into a gallop as I rushed to the Royal Gardens.
Night had fallen. Lamps all around the city, and in the garden itself, were lit up. Fairy Fire, I think. The flames were warm and yellow, contained in bulbs, and made all of Canterlot feel like it had settled down next to a comforting hearth. The entrance to the gardens was framed by a pair of these lamps, offering what light it could into the rows and lines of well maintained hedges and bushes.
Celestia was there, between the lamps of fairy light, waiting for me. She was thankfully the same as she always looked. Legs straight, head held high and tall, face gently placid. She gave me a small bow, her head bobbing gracefully, like a flower caught in the breeze.
“Good evening, Twilight Sparkle,” she said as I approached.
“Uh, good evening, Princess Celestia.”
“We have something very important to discuss, Twilight. Will you walk with me?”
I bowed my head. “Certainly, Princess.”
We entered the garden, side by side. She didn’t speak, but she didn’t do anything else either. We simply walked, enjoying the scenery. Well, I enjoyed the scenery. I have no idea what was going on in the Princess’ head, but sometimes, it was just best to let her think. Being trapped in my own thoughts wasn’t getting me anywhere plesant. So I observed and named plants. Dragon Lily, Warren’s Running Posy, Snow-on-the-Mountain. There were many species of plants I hadn’t encountered in years, all spun and shaped by the Canterlot Unicorns, maximizing each plant’s natural beauty.
We had spent a few minutes in the arbortorial section of the garden, mentally checking off each species, when she spoke. If there was anything special about the spot, I could not determine what.
“Twilight Sparkle?”
I looked up to my mentor, feeling my heart clamp shut.
“Will you indulge me for a few minutes?”
I found myself smacking sideways into a tree in an automatic flight response. Indulge?!
“I just want to explain myself, Twilight. Do not worry.”
“Oh, oh okay! I’ll listen!” I laughed nervously, then laughed again when I realized I was laughing nervously. Oh dear, I am becoming a wreck.
She stopped and glanced over me. “I’m sorry, I have hurt you, haven’t I?”
“Hurt me? No… no, of course not, Princess.”
“That’s not what you told Luna.”
“Okay… okay, I admit, I was a little... a little…”
“Upset?”
“Freaked out, I think is better.” I paused, then tried to cover myself, “not that there’s anything wrong with you or—“
“Twilight, it’s alright. I want to apologize.”
“A-apologize?”
“Yes.” She settled down, began lying in the finely cut grass, “Twilight, telling you that I loved you was the most selfish and thoughtless thing I have ever done.”
I sat in front of her, a comfortable distance away. How we used to sit when we had lessons together. “Can you really say that? For how old you are, I’m sure there something else…”
“Maybe. But this was certainly my most self-absorbed time in a long time. Twilight Sparkle, did you know that I had my eye on you for a while?”
“No, Princess. Not at all.”
“Exactly.
“For so long, day after day, nothing would happen. No, a lot would happen, all around me, but I didn’t notice it anymore. It was all white noise.
“But then you appeared.
“Don’t. Don’t withdraw from me. No, it wasn’t love. I don’t think it ever was love. But you were interesting, something new, and you forced me to realize something painful. I had lost connection with my pony subjects. I thought that you had the answers, because you were such a stand-out in magic. Because you could attune with the Elements. Because you were giving me friendship reports. I became obsessed with the idea of you, thinking you as the cause of all my woes, yet the savior of all my problems. I became convinced that this focus was love, and forced the idea on you in my haste.
“But I was wrong. And it was wrong of me to throw the emotions at you, as if you would accept them, or help me with them.
“Twilight Sparkle.” She looked directly at me, and I couldn’t help but return her gaze. “I am sorry to have hurt you. But I am having trouble understanding feelings and friendship. I was too prideful to admit it sooner, and now I’ve made a mess of things. Of myself, and of you. Will you please continue to teach me about the magic of friendship? Not as a mentor or tutor, but as my friend?”
I was glad I had always let Celestia have time to think, because I needed a moment after a story, an apology like that.
Though not too long.
I carefully nuzzled against her nose. Still not comfortable, but much more at ease. “Of course, Princess. Apology accepted. We can be friends.” I stood up, smiling reassurance, “I’ll help you the best that I can!”
“Thank you, Twilight.” She returned my smile, brighter than I had ever seen from her. “Thank you.”
~҉~
~¤~
Twilight.
Maybe someday.
Maybe sometime.
I can admit to you, in security.
My feelings.
And we can reforge a relationship.
A true relationship
Before the final chapter.
Before your private sunset.
With Love,
Princess Celestia
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GUH! This is one of my faves. I wrote a nice review way back when, so I'm just going to drop you a thumbs-up.
Holy mother fuck of all that exists, you put this here.
Wonderful to see this story pop up here as well, it's a good one.
I for one, hope to see more stories from you.
Agh, Grey Potter, it kills me! This is such an interesting way to interpret Celestia, but...it deserves to be drawn out and analyzed at greater length!
I say this, knowing your initial criticism of "Eternal" was that it moved at a snail's pace...
My headcanon is full of what.
Take my thumbs. All of them. *hands over hacksaw*
It's a very interesting way to see the relationship between Celestia and Twilight... certainly different, having Celestia be the one who's too daunted by Twilight to not do anything... and... well...
I need to go read something happier now.
My mind has... I just can't even respond properly. One of the greatest "Alternate Character Interpretations" I've ever read, and I've read a fair few over the years.
I wish it was happier though. I can understand the feelings involved with really enjoying a sad or melancholy ending, left hanging on a note like this... I just don't experience them myself. I wish Twilight could suddenly realize that she loved Celestia, or maybe figure it out over the following years. And then crack open the Elements of Harmony and turn herself immortal to stand at Celestia's side forever. I dislike the idea of immortality being such an unfathomably horrible curse as it seems like in stories like this, when viewed from a mortal perspective. And in this case, from Celestia's as well.
Can has epilogue?
I want to write something long or witty or meaningful to commemorate what I just read, but I can't. I'll be blunt in saying that parts of this story could be written better and more clearly, but the story is making me think and reflect. For that, I think you were successful in writing this.
I remember reading this on EqD.
Just saying - I love your writing style and characterisation of dear ol' 'Tia.
- Midnight Specter
@Device Heretic: My pace is too quick, on the other hand. You're right to say this needs to be drawn out XD;
I enjoyed it. The ending was ambiguous, but nicely so, and had a tone of bittersweetness.
I actually liked the way it wasn't dragged it out; I tend to loose interest in the longer stories.
Yet again, another story that I would want to crown as immortal and incredible and one of the greatest things I've ever read...has to cut my heart out with its melancholy and sad ending. Why is it that every amazing and perfect story out there has to have a sad, confusing, depressing, bittersweet, or otherwise different ending? I just don't understand. I hate first-person stories, and yet...dear God, this story was so brilliant. I wanted to cry so badly. I could actually see it all. It could UNDERSTAND it all. It all made so much sense and it was so touching and brilliant. But...why such an ending? It's...it's logical, I suppose, but...I can't help but agree with Jiopaba. Why not give Twilight immortality as well, and through the years, eventually she realizes that she can return Celestia's feelings? In fact, that'd make for a good sequel. A narrative in first-person on Twilight's thoughts, following this story...with the last chapter possibly reverted back to Celestia. As it stands, the ending tugs on my heartstrings and is making me go crazy. It's freaking incredible, don't get me wrong, and I commend you for your talented and amazing efforts. But...I hate endings like that.
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Making Twilight immortal is poor writing, for the most part. It's essentially a deus ex machina - Twilight suddenly becomes immortal, and boom, everything is fixed and they can live happily ever after now.
That being said, I always enjoyed this story for how it portrayed Celestia. Definitely at odds with how I've written her (and at odds with a great many others), but it's an interesting and original take on her character.
232026
Is it really deus ex machina if the "god" is already there? Making Twilight immortal isn't really a stretch when beings like Celestia are involved.
But I agree that it would be kind of lazy (not to mention defeating the point) for fics like this one where the whole theme is mortality.
Could make for a good story somewhere else, though.
Huh...
This was a really, really good story. One of those one's I always meant to read, but I was reading like a dozen others. I'm glad I found it again on Fimfiction
Also The Steadfast Sky, one I've been meaning to check out and now I will
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Looking forward to reading more stories from you Grey ;)
232026 I'm not... opposed to that kind of ending. But its one of those problematic ones that brings up more issues than it solves. It seems happy... but when you really think about it, it's just delaying more pain to come later....
That's why it can been seen as a cliche, or used poorly. If people think that's the end and everything's hunky-dory from then on... well.... they're now both immortal. There IS no ending.
I read this on googledocs and I'm glad to see it here. Probably the best fic that at least somewhat ships Twilight and Celestia and I love it.
Instant 5 stars and fav.
Sweet mother of god I need more. More.
An excellent fic my friend. Reading this makes you set aside all the memes and strangely eternally happy nature we normally see Celestia in. Long sentence short: It sucks to be the only immorta and Celestia needs an escape.
I remember reading the first chapter of this somewhere and loved it
. Time to track it for safe keeping and read the rest! 
So immersive. Really brings a deeper sense to immortality doesn't it? Can't say I like the internally condescending Celestia though, but her feelings must have faded away in her extremely lengthy rule.
I couldn't help but think this about Celestia's nature too. If GLaDOS was an alicorn. . .
232026 What's so bad about that? Too often we see authors simply take the "expected" road and make the ending "painful, but expected". Why CAN'T we have a story that has a very happy and sappy ending, even if it IS deus ex machina? Why should that matter? Between a "great story with a typical, sad ending" and "great story with a somewhat unbelievable, happy ending", I'd take the latter. Isn't writing about just having fun and writing something beautiful and awesome? Sure, if the author honestly WANTS the sad ending that displays morality and all that jazz, more power to him/her. All I'm saying is WHY does stories need to go the route of "sacrifice must be made, sadness must happen, since this is life and it's just how things work" or whatever? I suppose I just like happier things that make me want to cry in joy, that's all.
There are three main reasons for this.
1) Friendship is Magic has a highly, highly optimistic and lighthearted tone. You're not meant to read into things very much. It's a feel-good show. Maintaining this tone throughout a longer, serialized or more introspective work is difficult; to keep things plausible, you need to bend the rules of the show, often in ways that drastically alter its tone. Immortal beings are a melancholy subject in any remotely serious work, for instance.
2) In an average story, people respond more to sadness and loss than happiness. Crushing your audience's hopes is easier than building them. Ergo, most memorable stories tend to be sad. Unless, of course, you're a stonehearted bastard who has read this stuff a thousand times before. In that case, the happier stuff sticks with you more.
3) For whatever reason, people equate cynicism with intelligence and optimism with stupidity. A 'realistic' story generally falls somewhere in the middle, with a slight tilt to one direction, depending on the story.
This may be as good as Lunacy.
That puts you at god status.
234915 Again, I dont see anything wrong with the ending where Twilight returns Celestia's feelings and they both become alicorns. It can be just as powerful, or just as silly as a sad ending where Twilight dies without ever reciprocating Celestia's feelings. It's all down to the skill of the author; a generic ending is not defined by the emotional tone.
With the way that I have written Celestia, and thought about Twilight Sparkle, I didnt see Twilight immediately jumping onto the "I'm totally cool with this, let's get married" boat, that's all.
235200 Well, I can see where you're coming from, and I can understand your point of view. It's just a story, after all. I shouldn't get so attached and take them so seriously.
Such a bittersweet ending, but I'll be damned if I don't love it
. There's so much possibility there, so much room for your imagination to take advantage of and forge either the happy or sad ending that you, the reader, want.
I've said it numerous times already, throughout each chapter, but this really is one of the best fics I've ever read. Your Celestia is a very compelling character and watching her struggle is indeed heartrending. It's selfish, I know, but I hope so much to see a sequel to this someday
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*Brohoof* Awesome story.
Very good story, but perhaps a bit short. Great and credible ending, but one leaving craving to read more!
That title pic is freakin ADORABLE!
Alright, gotta read this now.
I liked the ending. It would be weird if Twilight had the same feelings for Celestia because as its been pointed out Celestia is like a second mother to Twilight making it kinda creepy if done poorly.
Sure its bittersweet but Celestia is on the way to recover her emotions and conneting back with her subjects so its more sweet in that way.
I liked the first person perspective in the story
as celestia it made me feel ancient, distant, and sad
Beautifully done!
Thumbs up!
Well, I finished. Not the ending I was hoping for, but a good ending nonetheless. Plus, it's an open-ending, so I can insert whatever headcanon I want
I say, that was a fine read, a fine read indeed. You sir really know how to bring an immortal character to life (or back to life as it appears she was emotionally gone in the beginning)
That was so beautiful T_T Very well done. I may have actually cried, which is rare for me. Thank you for your excellent work :)
Gah, my poor headcanon!!
I feel like that ending was really abrupt, but it added a nice bittersweet element to the story that made up for the abruptness. Any chance for an epilogue to be on the way?
That's quite a nice story there. You marked is as romance, but I'd also drop the "Sad" tag along. But maybe it's only me. Writing it in first person did really add some magic (DA MAGICS
) too. Nice insight into immortal goddess-like mind, by the way. 
I really enjoyed this. I especially loved the characterization of Celestia. I do agree with others that the ending felt abrupt. Not rushed, just abrupt. I'm not saying you should have dragged it out to give it a happy ending but I would have enjoyed something.
Perhaps a new friendship letter from Twilight about friendship that expresses the mutual relationship she and Celestia now share? As in... even though she graduated she begins writing new letters to help develop Celestia's understanding of friendship. On top of that, maybe having Celestia and Luna read it together to show that they are trying to bridge that gap between them.
But I'm rambling now. Excellent story; especially so considering it was in first person (which, in my experience as a reader, is usually a disaster).
really liked the story, atleast up to the ending; not saying that its bad or anything, on the contrary; the ending it self was a good finisher but; there are two problems with the ending for me, it seems rushed, like there were not enough time for everything to develop between the ending and the confession, either that or the absense of a epiloge. the other problem is that i prefer happy endings
No, that's okay, just rip out my heart and stomp on it. That's fine.
(okay this was amazing and my brain is having a hard time coming up with a decent response. I admire your story greatly and I hope everyone else realizes it.)
Wonderful bit of story.
Certainly not an image of Celestia (psychoemotionally speaking) that I've seen before, or of any other immortals in any setting.
Love this for its interestingness. Write more stuff! Maybe not this, maybe something else- but that's fine, as long as you write it this well.
I found this to be an exceptional piece of work.
I cant quite place what I feel it lacked, maybe its just that Im not use to reading 'narrative' work like this.
It was all very interesting, and the new outlook on Celestia was astounding
I think I am just too much of a romantic and thats what put me off from it
Every time... every time I hear Celestia talking about Twilight's sun setting... my heart breaks a little. I don't think I can physically or mentally bear the thought of a pony dying for more than a few minutes. Regardless, this story... it made me sad. It made me sad for Celestia. How for a thousand years she does the same old thing and becomes a cold leader, one who has lost all desire in life. And then when she finally desires love and professes it, she is rejected. This was most certainly a beautiful work of writing; no fanfiction has ever made me feel quite like this. I am saddened, but also content. Thank You
This is...amazing...
It's...It's like you turned Doctor Manhattan into...well, something closer to Celestia in canon.
It makes me feel so sad. I really don't take well the idea of one of our little ponies dying. Especially leaving Celestia behind.
...That was beautiful. Everything. Every last bit of this story was magnificent.
I'm not smiling, nor crying...I'm...I feel...I think I just feel...alive ? It's such a nice feeling. That little weight inside, that little shiver in your body.
That's something I can't experience enough.
Thank you. Just...Thank you.
Wow... I... Uhh just finished this story. And I've read alot of books. Stories, and even though, I did not cry like I did for some of those most heart felt stories... I think this one is my favorite of all time. And now I am going to stalk you on here for more.(Placing you on watch list... Not actual stalking.)
You did Celestia in a way I have never seen before. And honestly... It feels the most... Right out of all of her various versions.
If given the opportunity, would you make this canon?
866737 No. Well...
I like the mindset I've come up with for Celestia, and I'd like to see that made canon. Or just see Celestia explored, really. But I wouldn't make this plot or this story canon. It would do far, far more harm than good.
Well, I did mean the way that Celly acted. She did have quite the personality that touched hearts of many. I think that Hasbro would approve of this.
Alright, I rather enjoyed this. And were I not ten minutes from having to stop a wedding I'd give you one of my long form reviews. Here's the condensed version. Your characterization was interesting and original. Your voice was a bit off but not damagingly so. I liked the execution of the first person POV. The wrap up point where Celestia finishes explaining was hilariously well done and I enjoyed it. The switch to Twilight's perspective was jarring but not hindering of the story. Her voice was excellent. The resolution was nice and left the ending open enough to be interpreted by the readers however they would prefer. If I could have anything it would be that I would have liked to see the conversation between Luna and Celestia after the wrap up I mentioned earlier but I understand that would have weakened your ending. This is too long and I'm sorry. Anyway I enjoyed this story very much.
Thanks for letting me read.