The moon hung overhead, bright and full, as she walked on the earth below. She walked over frozen hills and streams. Here, a waterfall had frozen. The wind was cold and harsh, and bit at her skin, though she barely felt it.
The air was dry, all the water having long since precipitated out. Equestria was a desert. A frozen wasteland. What remained of the buildings and structures had been covered with ice, and in the rare place, snow. Mostly, however, it was ice. The ground was solid, impossible to farm on, though that hadn’t entirely stopped ponies from trying. She could still see marks on the ground where digging had started, in the vain hope that they might have found a patch of ground not frozen solid.
Here and there, she could see the fuzzy outlines of ponies, trapped under the ice. Some had succumbed to the plummeting temperatures-mostly the old, or frail. Some still had dared to oppose her, and had been punished for their insolence. But most had simply given in to the lack of food.
If she ventured to the other side of the world, she would find nothing but ash, dried crops and sun-bleached skeletons.
Nightmare Moon walked over a desolate, empty and destroyed Equestria, and laughed.
Her revenge was complete.
Written for Prompt #60: “Lone Survivor”
The Prompt: The last pony in Equestria
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