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The water was calm.
There in the endless horizon of magnificent blue laid two beings, one belonging to the other.
A beautiful white alicorn wept, adding her essence into already diverse ocean of the world.
Her name was Mother Equus.
In the sky, the Sun and the Moon, brilliantly shining against an abyss of stars, stood still.
A flickering veil of iridescent light waited patiently above the water, not far from the two beings.
The veil held the Destiny of Equus.
The other being, who was named the Exalted, stared diligently into the veil. He paid no attention to the mare weeping beside him.
Darkness, of which had begun shrouding the horizon, was closing in upon the veil.
The veil was slowly lowering as the Exalted absorbed the knowledge it held.
Lightning began striking, far away from them. The thunder could be heard against the silence of the gentle ocean.
The veil shown ever so bright, close to the water now.
Mother Equus could not look into it, for she knew if she did, she would go mad with the prestigious knowledge it contained.
The Exalted continued to stare directly at the veil.
The darkness was close to the two, and the veil.
Lightning flickered constantly around them; thunder echoed across the world.
On the other side of the veil, the water parted, stretching across as far as Mother Equus could see.
Figures emerged from split, as pure darkness emanated from it.
The figures had no shape, and though they feared the light, it did not deter them.
The Exalted stretched his wings.
Standing up on his rear paws, he extended his talons towards the veil, which answered his call.
The figures watched, as their bodies bled darkness into the water, polluting it.
The Destiny reached the Exalted’s talons.
As it condensed within his hold, the lightning and thunder tenaciously grew.
Mother Equus could only watch him, her weeping drowned out by the roaring of the disturbed waters, and the angry thunder screaming around them.
The figures, known as the Harbingers of Tartarus, slowly encircled the pair.
The Exalted forlornly gazed at the veil, now no larger than an apple.
With one talon, he scraped out his eyes, letting them fall to the water.
The veil tore in two.
With the two pieces of the veil in his talons, he brought each one up to an eye, and allowed it to enter into him, and then shut his eyelids.
The Harbingers began to approach them.
Sensing the darkness move, the Exalted gently touched the mare’s forelegs.
Getting her attention, he used one talon to cut off another, and offered it to her.
Grasping the talon in her magic, she stroked his arm one last time, before taking flight, towards the sun.
The Harbingers had reached the Exalted, who was now blinded and bleeding into the water but completely still.
They shredded his torso, spilling his organs into the water.
The Exalted stayed still.
The intestines collided with the water, turning the blue expanse to a deep red.
The Harbingers searched for the Destiny, but they could not have its knowledge.
Mother Equus could only watch helplessly from above, as they desecrated the Exalted’s body with darkness.
Realizing they could not have the veil, for it was now a part of an unyielding host, they fled back to the split of Tartarus, which was struggling to maintain form against the radiance of the Sun and stars.
Sealing themselves inside Tartarus once again, the darkness that had bled into the sky faded away.
The water was calm again.
Mother Equus descended down upon the site of sacrilege.
She took the organs of her beloved friend from the water.
Taking the talon once again in her magic grip, she looked towards the sky.
Mother Equus then cut out a small section of the Sun and the Moon, and taking some of the closest star, and brought them to the world.
Once close together in her grip, the deposited them inside the Exalted’s carcass.
A brilliant light shone from the Exalted’s chest.
Taking out the combined sections from the carcass, she held the Core in her magic, its power incomprehensible.
She let the Core go towards it desired location, the very center of the world.
As it went through the water, it slowly regained its blue hue.
Mother Equus then consumed the spilled organs.
From the consumption of the organs, she gazed to the Sun, and vomited the Foal of Light.
She then turned her eyes to the Moon, and vomited the Foal of Night.
The world began to shake.
The Core, forever mixed with the essence of the Exalted, used the sight of Destiny to create magnificent mass, and incorporate it into the world of water.
Mother Equus, not wanting to let the darkness that polluted the water corrupt the world, released her tears into the water once again.
Her essence fought the pollution, and cleaned the water.
The Foals flew towards the newly created land. Each knew their purpose.
On the new land of Equus, they each took their respective namesake in their magic, and began to move the two away from each other.
Tartarus felt the rumblings of a new age, and released spirits from its side to wander Equus, seeking to control the offspring of the Exalted.
However, the Sun was not to allow it for the time. It intensified, lighting up the world, and providing warmth.
The Foal of Light led the Sun to them, as the Foal of Night led the Moon to the opposite.
The Sun lent its light to the Moon, and it reflected it across where the Sun was not, in an effort to never plunge Equus into complete darkness again.
Mother Equus beheld the carcass of the Exalted.
The Exalted’s body was tainted with darkness, which had turned his beautiful plumage into a sickly color.
Breaking his mandible, Mother Equus filled it with water.
Holding it up towards the sky, it began to evaporate, rising far into the sky, forming a resting place for the Exalted.
She built a haven in the new realm, the Aether, and make a monument to the Exalted.
Mother Equus gathered the Exalted’s body, and with it, she flew towards the stars, to the Aether.