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                                            Note: This is the original draft of this story, but not the best one. Another version, expanded, and rewritten in prose can be found here:
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                                            and here:
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                                            I hope you'll check it out. It's much better than this one.
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                                            Students of Heaven
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                                            Post 1
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                                            >Dear Princess Celestia,
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                                            >Things are well here.
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                                            >The sun shines, the birds sing in the trees,
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                                            >and I see you were right again;
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                                            >life is so much easier with friends.
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                                            >Snips and Snails have taken quite a liking to me.
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                                            >They sulk around, destroy things, intimidate the students,
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                                            >and most importantly of all,
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                                            >they recognize my greatness.
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                                            >They do so much for me I can just sit back and bask in the misery.
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                                            >See? I'm making progress!
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                                            >You may have refused to make me an alciorn but it doesn't matter.
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                                            >There's no magic here anyway, and I already rule without it.
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                                            >This whole area is "under my thumb."
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                                            >Don't they have the cutest expressions?
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                                            >But it's true:
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                                            >I rule.
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                                            >I rule a school, yes, but the wails of a child are no less real.
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                                            >Their anguish is felt just as keenly.
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                                            >Their tears are just as sweet.
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                                            >I rule a school, yes, but it's a school of flypaper, and they're the flies.
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                                            >They can't run without tearing off their own legs;
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                                            >their society, even their families turn on them if they try,
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                                            >hurting them in ways I never could.
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                                            >In fact, their entire futures are destroyed if they don't graduate,
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                                            >so they find no rest no matter where they go.
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                                            Post 2
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                                            >They're trapped with me.
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                                            >In a way adults never would be.
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                                            >And it's all thanks to you.
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                                            >Every time Snips and Snails steal for me,
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                                            >every time someone is late for class because they're too afraid to pass me in the hall,
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                                            >every time I lie to Flash, and he lashes out in my defense,
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                                            >every downcast eye, every fearful whimper, every tearful breakdown;
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                                            >they're all because of you.
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                                            >I want you to remember that.
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                                            >I may be on the other side of the mirror,
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                                            >but I am still me:
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                                            >indomitable, unstoppable, me.
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                                            >And everyone here is mine.
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                                            >Remember that.
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                                            >You're the kind of pony who would care.
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                                            >They aren't your ponies, they aren't even ponies at all,
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                                            >but you care.
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                                            >Sleep well Princess.
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                                            >See my face when you close your eyes.
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                                            >Dream about what I've done, and so, what *you* have done through me.
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                                            >Dream too, about all the suffering still to come.
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                                            >The sweet, sweet suffering.
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                                            >I wonder how much longer it will be before I rack up a suicide?
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                                            >Wish me luck!
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                                            >Your faithful student,
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                                            >S
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                                            >I leave the book and walk slowly to my balcony
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                                            >Something's got to be done about Sunset.
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                                            >My poor little student, so very lost.
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                                            >Pegai flit between my towers.
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                                            >The faint sound of hooves on stone echo among my walls and gardens.
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                                            >Ponyville and Cloudsdale dot the horizon.
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                                            >All of Equestria spread out before me.
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                                            >But I don't see it.
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                                            >Instead, I see the past...
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                                            >Nowhere
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                                            >Aeons ago
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                                            >I'm alone.
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                                            >I've always been alone.
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                                            >That's how it feels.
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                                            >Emptiness stretches out around me,
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                                            >cold, silent blackness above and below.
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                                            >Time passes.
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                                            >There's no way to know how much.
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                                            >I don't want to be alone anymore.
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                                            >I summon my power and a star springs into being.
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                                            >More magic
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                                            >I create a planet, beautiful and blue.
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                                            >Sunlight glimmers off the water and high cloud-tops.
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                                            >Eventually I descend, and call land from the waves.
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                                            >It makes me happy, but I can do better!
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                                            >Mountains, and prairies, islands and rivers!
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                                            >Sometimes I form them myself,
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                                            >but most of the time, I let the processes I set in motion do the shaping.
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                                            >Eventually, I am satisfied.
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                                            >I take pieces of my world and shape them further.
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                                            >Some please me, and some don't.
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                                            >Eventually, I create a kind I like more than all the others:
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                                            >4 legs, hooves, a tail and mane.
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                                            >It's pleasing. So much so that I adopt it myself,
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                                            >twisting and molding my own shape to mimic it.
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                                            >Larger, of course, to suit my majesty.
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                                            >I give life to my creations and scatter them across my new world.
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                                            >Now it's time to wait.
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                                            >Eventually, some will be born with the potential to ascend.
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                                            >I'll find them, and guide them, and when they are ready,
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                                            >I will help them through apotheosis.
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                                            >Then, I won't be alone anymore.
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                                            Post 4
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                                            >Canterlot
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                                            >Present Day
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                                            >Sunset was right, I hadn't made her an alicorn,
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                                            >but I hadn't made Twilight one either.
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                                            >I'd merely given them the seed of divinity, as I had a few others,
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                                            >and tried to guide them in a way it would sprout true.
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                                            >Sunset had so much potential, but she'd never had patience.
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                                            >She'd left before I could make her understand,
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                                            >and still carried the seed within her.
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                                            >That made her dangerous.
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                                            >Very, very dangerous.
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                                            >If it grew while she still harbored so much darkness the results would be terrifying.
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                                            >Even in that banal world she now inhabited, her powers would be immense.
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                                            >Made even more formidable by being the only magic there.
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                                            >It would be much the same as if Nightmare Moon had usurped my throne.
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                                            >I can not let that happen!
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                                            >But what to do?
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                                            >She won't come back, and even if she did, she would still be the same corrupted unicorn.
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                                            >How can I save her?
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                                            >I look down on the ponies preparing for the upcoming Princess Summit.
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                                            >They'd soon be on their way to the Crystal Empire, and I'd follow at my leisure.
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                                            >An idea forms.
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                                            >Sunset didn't know the origin of my "sister" Luna,
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                                            >or how close Starswirl had come to ascending himself.
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                                            >But Sunset does know about Cadance, and what she used to be.
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                                            >She doesn't know about Twilight, or Twilight's ascension, or her crown.
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                                            >But what if she did?
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                                            >I return to the book and levitate my quill.
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                                            >I close my eyes and summon all my knowledge of both ponies.
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                                            >I'll only have one chance to get this right.
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                                            >I compose the letter in my mind again and again.
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                                            >Eventually, my eyes open, and I begin to write.
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                                            >Canterlot
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                                            >c1300 years ago
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                                            >I follow Luna through the cool air.
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                                            >It's always cool at this height, among the clouds.
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                                            >She'd woken up early this afternoon and asked me to come with her;
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                                            >to a meadow high up on Canterlot Mountain,
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                                            >with a large piece of gneiss jutting over the valley below.
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                                            >It's honeycombed with tunnels and passages, and had been an active jewel-mine in her youth.
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                                            >Now depleted, and abandoned.
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                                            >I know she visits from time to time.
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                                            >This time we're together
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                                            >We set down in the grass and make our way to the pond
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                                            >A beautiful, pure thing fed by a waterfall
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                                            >We sup and bathe, talk and play,
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                                            >then, as the time for night draws close,
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                                            >make our way to the tip of Canterlot Rock.
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                                            >A gentle breeze blows, and insects softly buzz in the flowers.
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                                            >I lay down and look out on my kingdom
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                                            >A contented sigh escapes my lips
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                                            >I smile
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                                            >"Surely there is no pony so lovely, and so well beloved as I."
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                                            >Luna laughs a little bit
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                                            >"What a thing to say, Sister!"
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                                            >"There's no harm in telling the truth, little sister."
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                                            >"We do not say it doth harm. We merely observe that...modesty hath never been among thy virtues."
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                                            >I say nothing and look out
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                                            >She's right, of course. But why should I be modest?
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                                            >The ponies are here to serve me.
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                                            >No, not me: us!
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                                            >At long last my dream is fulfilled!
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                                            >Another pony was born: gifted and beautiful!
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                                            >I taught her and trained her and eventually, gave her the spark of divinity.
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                                            >Not long ago, she blew that spark to flames and became an Alicorn.
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                                            >My very first!
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                                            >My dear Princess Luna;
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                                            >my sister from that day forth!
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                                            >But still so young;
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                                            >eventually she'll learn the ponie's proper place:
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                                            >beneath us.
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                                            >"We haven't offended thee, have we?"
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                                            >Now it's my turn to laugh
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                                            >"No you have not."
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                                            >"Good. We would not be pleased to have soured the mood."
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                                            >A gorgeous smile spreads across her face.
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                                            >"We hath prepared a spectacle of such majesty!"
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                                            >"This is why we hath asked thee to come:"
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                                            >"this is our favorite place in all the land, and we wish thou to savor it with us."
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                                            >I smile and lower the sun
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                                            >"Show us, little sister."
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                                            >She closes her eyes and channels her magic
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                                            >The moon rises
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                                            >Her eyes open, and she lays down beside me
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                                            >The soft light from her horn casts our shadow on the rock
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                                            >"Keep watching the sky!"
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                                            >Stars pop into being
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                                            >flashing silver and blue and red against the black
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                                            >then fading to steady twinkles
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                                            >shooting stars fall like rain
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                                            >brilliant streaks sheeting together from right to left
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                                            >Suddenly, it occurs to me the streaks are falling in formation
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                                            >taking the shapes of gryphons, dragons, minotaurs, and of course, ponies.
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                                            >They burn out as they reach the rows of new stars
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                                            >Falling in sequence so as to seem to walk along them:
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                                            >A road of stars with meteor-creatures dancing along it.
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                                            >Eventually the creatures reach the glowing orb of the moon and vanish.
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                                            >Then the star road winks out
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                                            >one by one until the moon alone remains.
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                                            >I nuzzle, and lean against her
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                                            >"That was beautiful sister."
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                                            >"We are glad thou appreciated it."
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                                            >"We wanted thee to know thy decision to grant us demense over the night was a proper one."
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                                            >I lay my head atop her shoulders
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                                            >"I had no doubts before sister, now I doubt I ever will."
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                                            >She smiles and looks at me askance
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                                            >"Good. As the beauty of mine nights becomes known, thou will rememebr not to become *too* jealous."
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                                            >I summon a mildly biting look and stare into her eyes
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                                            >"Sorry it has to be this way, princess, but the day will always outshine the night."
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                                            >Then raise my snout to the sky, letting my pink tresses fall between us
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                                            >A moment passes
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                                            >then two
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                                            >Have I hurt her more than I intended?
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                                            >At last she laughs
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                                            >"Just as we have said; modest as the sun itself!"
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                                            >She resumes our lean and we pass the night together.
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                                            >The Crystal Empire
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                                            >Present Day
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                                            >The thing about Twilight is, she's not my apprentice.
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                                            >She never has been.
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                                            >Oh she's my student,
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                                            >and the most talented magic user I've ever encountered in my long life.
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                                            >I love her dearly.
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                                            >But she isn't like me;
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                                            >she's like my sister, Luna.
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                                            >Sunset though, is me.
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                                            >Younger, less magically potent, but so much like me it borders on the incredible.
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                                            >Her confidence, her power, her bearing and wit.
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                                            >Very much like I once was.
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                                            >Which is probably why I did it;
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                                            >gave her the seed before she was ready.
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                                            >I was sure, because I saw so much of myself in her.
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                                            >She needed guidence and temperance, but surely she could not fail?
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                                            >*I* could not fail.
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                                            >Not again.
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                                            >But I did.
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                                            >I learned from the mistake, and was able to turn Twilight in time,
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                                            >but I am the sun, and my sister the night.
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                                            >Sunset, too is the sun, and Twilight the night;
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                                            >there must be both.
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                                            >So here I am, about to risk everything I've accomplished:
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                                            >millions of lives, millennia of pony-history
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                                            >and the unknowable expanses of time since I created the world.
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                                            >All for the sake of one lost unicorn.
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                                            >And it's worth it.
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                                            >Because she has the potential to be so much more.
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                                            Post 8
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                                            >The mirror has been moved to a room close to Princess Twilight's.
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                                            >I have reduced the guard compliment.
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                                            >Now I wait, cloaked and obscured in my most potent magics.
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                                            >Even my dear sister would be hard-pressed to detect me.
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                                            >A flash of light tells me she's arrived
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                                            >I watch her stealthily creep among the corridors.
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                                            >Not stealthily enough!
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                                            >A bit of my subtle magic here and there ensures the guards don't spot her.
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                                            >How easy it would be to catch her now!
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                                            >But, she must be saved, not merely stopped.
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                                            >Oh Twilight, forgive me.
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                                            >You're a princess, and so, immortal; one day you'll be a goddess too.
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                                            >Then you'll understand.
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                                            >At last she finds what she's looking for.
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                                            >The Element of Magic rises in the darkness.
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                                            >This seems an opportune moment;
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                                            >I give the tiara a little push into the lamp.
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                                            >Damn it to Tartarus, she caught it!
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                                            >Well, let's try again;
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                                            >a touch of magic,
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                                            >Spike rolls in his sleep,
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                                            >Sunset trips,
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                                            >and the chase is on!
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                                            >A little magic to amplify the noise
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                                            >Now all the ponies are involved!
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                                            >Galloping and teleporting,
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                                            >all the way to the mirror,
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                                            >No! Twilight caught her!
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                                            >Sunset won't give up, especially with this incentive;
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                                            >I bounce the crown from one surface to the next,
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                                            >and finally, through the mirror.
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                                            >Sunset frees herself and turns,
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                                            >victory scrawled across her perfect face.
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                                            >"Sorry it had to be this way,"
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                                            >a smirking salute
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                                            >"princess."
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                                            >My jaw drops, and she's gone.
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                                            >I've often heard ponies invoke my name.
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                                            >But who does a goddess pray to?
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                                            >She's so very much like me.
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                                            >I hope I'm not making another terrible mistake.
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                                            Post 9
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                                            >Castle of the Two Sisters
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                                            >c1100 years ago
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                                            >"Here ye, here ye! All who gather, stand and bear witness!"
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                                            >Luna's Royal voice booms through the great hall.
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                                            >I gesture with my horn and all eyes fall on the Grand Door.
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                                            >As it opens my orchestra begins to play.
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                                            >A grand tune, full of triumph and honor!
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                                            >A lone unicorn stands tall, aged though he is,
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                                            >and proudly marches down the carpet toward us.
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                                            >All eyes follow him
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                                            >Not a trace of contempt or loathing on any of their faces.
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                                            >Stallions belong in the bedroom or the fields.
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                                            >That's the way it has been for as long as I could remember.
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                                            >They had said it to his face at first,
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                                            >when as a foal his magical talents began to outshine those of any mare.
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                                            >Then quietly, behind his back,
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                                            >when I decided to teach him.
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                                            >Now, they don't say it at all.
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                                            >Some of the other stallions even seek educations of their own.
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                                            >He stops before us, kneels, and smiles.
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                                            >Awed by us, of course, but also,
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                                            >by the sun and moon visible through the windows.
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                                            >Sharing the sky.
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                                            >Luna's idea.
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                                            >An appropriate display for one who has saved Equestria!
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                                            >The music fades, and Luna speaks again:
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                                            >"Know Ye, that reposing special trust and confidence in the fidelity and abilities of"
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                                            >"Starswirl the Bearded,"
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                                            >We do appoint him a Hero of Equestria!"
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                                            >"To be known as such from this day forth,"
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                                            >"and I do strictly direct and require all ponies"
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                                            >"to render appropriate respect thereunto."
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                                            366.
                                            >Her echos slowly die.
 - 
                                            367.
                                            >My turn to speak
 - 
                                            368.
                                            >"Starswirl the Bearded, Hero of Equestria."
 - 
                                            369.
                                            >"For recognizing and defeating the Three Beasts of Song,"
 - 
                                            370.
                                            >"receive this medal!"
 - 
                                            371.
                                            >He rises to all fours and I place a Royal Seal around his neck,
 - 
                                            372.
                                            >borne on a chain of solid gold.
 - 
                                            373.
                                            >"Stand and be recognized!"
 - 
                                            374.
                                            >he turns, and as one they all bow to him.
 - 
                                            375.
                                            >I let him savor his moment.
 - 
                                            376.
                                            >"Now, Hero of Equestria, speak!"
 - 
                                            377.
                                            >"Name your reward. If it is within my power, you shall have it."
 - 
                                            378.
                                            
 - 
                                            379.
                                            
 - 
                                            380.
                                            Post 10
 - 
                                            381.
                                            
 - 
                                            382.
                                            >Canterlot Meadow
 - 
                                            383.
                                            >that night
 - 
                                            384.
                                            
 - 
                                            385.
                                            >Luna and I lie together, looking over our kingdom.
 - 
                                            386.
                                            >"Why did you do it Celestia?"
 - 
                                            387.
                                            >"Sister, please..."
 - 
                                            388.
                                            >"We are not really sisters. Answer us."
 - 
                                            389.
                                            >My dear sister is angry and embarrassed that the ponies still revere my days more than her nights.
 - 
                                            390.
                                            >She has been for some time.
 - 
                                            391.
                                            >But since the ceremony, she's turned frigid as ice, and now she says this?
 - 
                                            392.
                                            >Luna; petulent and puerile even after all these years.
 - 
                                            393.
                                            >But I will not rise to it.
 - 
                                            394.
                                            >I will be an example to her, as I am to every pony.
 - 
                                            395.
                                            >Eventually, she will realize how base her behavior is.
 - 
                                            396.
                                            >I sigh
 - 
                                            397.
                                            >"It was what he asked for."
 - 
                                            398.
                                            >"But another, like us?"
 - 
                                            399.
                                            >"He isn't an Alicorn yet, Sister."
 - 
                                            400.
                                            >"He has a great deal to learn before the seed sprouts, if it does at all."
 - 
                                            401.
                                            >A roll of her eyes
 - 
                                            402.
                                            >"We know that, Celestia. We worked long and hard before our own took root."
 - 
                                            403.
                                            >She lets out an incredulous laugh
 - 
                                            404.
                                            >"But, Celestia, what will you do if it does? Send him to rule one of our protectorates?"
 - 
                                            405.
                                            >I consider for a moment. "He isn't a mare..."
 - 
                                            406.
                                            >"That's right Celestia, he isn't a mare. They won't accept him."
 - 
                                            407.
                                            >"They'll play along. To his face, and ours, but nowhere else."
 - 
                                            408.
                                            >My sister's words are sharp, and flung with annoyance.
 - 
                                            409.
                                            >Why does she behave so?
 - 
                                            410.
                                            >"He is not a mare, but I believe the job would suit him."
 - 
                                            411.
                                            >Luna's expression changed to disbelief.
 - 
                                            412.
                                            >"They will mock him, and maybe you too. It is no fault of his own,"
 - 
                                            413.
                                            >"but his appointment will undermine our legitmacy in their eyes."
 - 
                                            414.
                                            >Her expression darkens, and she glares at me.
 - 
                                            415.
                                            >"But you know this, Celestia, don't you?
 - 
                                            416.
                                            >I raise my nose and let my gaze ooze down upon her.
 - 
                                            417.
                                            >"Meaning what, Sister?
 - 
                                            418.
                                            >"You are no fool Celestia."
 - 
                                            419.
                                            >A strange look flits across her face
 - 
                                            420.
                                            >"But neither are we!"
 - 
                                            421.
                                            >Her voice cracks
 - 
                                            422.
                                            >"You think we have failed. You think us delinquent in our duty of the night."
 - 
                                            423.
                                            >"You seek to replace us! To make him steward of moon and stars in our stead!"
 - 
                                            424.
                                            >That's it?
 - 
                                            425.
                                            >Oh how she is truly, my *little* sister.
 - 
                                            426.
                                            
 - 
                                            427.
                                            
 - 
                                            428.
                                            
 - 
                                            429.
                                            Post 11
 - 
                                            430.
                                            
 - 
                                            431.
                                            >I soften my gaze
 - 
                                            432.
                                            >"Sister, I..."
 - 
                                            433.
                                            >"Do not deny it! How strange that you would choose a male,"
 - 
                                            434.
                                            >"but his name is so convenient, isn't it? 'Starswirl'."
 - 
                                            435.
                                            >She spat it out like a rotten apple.
 - 
                                            436.
                                            >Her eyes narrow.
 - 
                                            437.
                                            >Then, she whispers so quietly no pony but myself would have been able to hear her:
 - 
                                            438.
                                            >"It's to humiliate us, isn't it? That's why you chose a stallion."
 - 
                                            439.
                                            >"Fields, bedroom, or replacing Luna... that's what they'll say."
 - 
                                            440.
                                            >I lower my head and nuzzle her chin
 - 
                                            441.
                                            >"Sister! I will never replace you."
 - 
                                            442.
                                            >She looks at me, tears welling in her gorgeous eyes.
 - 
                                            443.
                                            >"Look."
 - 
                                            444.
                                            >I gesture with my snout
 - 
                                            445.
                                            >"The land, the sky, everything in between."
 - 
                                            446.
                                            >"Every rock, every plant, every creature, every pony."
 - 
                                            447.
                                            >"I created this world to find you. You are my sister."
 - 
                                            448.
                                            >"Immortal, powerful, and one day, when you have learned and grown enough,"
 - 
                                            449.
                                            >"you will attain divinity every bit as splendid as my own."
 - 
                                            450.
                                            >"If Starswirl ascends, he too will become immortal, and he will not be accepted right away."
 - 
                                            451.
                                            >"But we can wait, dear sister."
 - 
                                            452.
                                            >"We will hold the kingdom, the world itself together, as long as it takes to change."
 - 
                                            453.
                                            >"Experience tells me, it will not be so long as you think."
 - 
                                            454.
                                            >"But what will not change, is my love for you, or your place at my side."
 - 
                                            455.
                                            >"You are my sister, forever and always, and I love you, forever and always."
 - 
                                            456.
                                            >She looks away, and silently gazes at the horizon
 - 
                                            457.
                                            >I lay my head on her shoulder
 - 
                                            458.
                                            >"Is it time, sister?" she asks.
 - 
                                            459.
                                            >I smile and nuzzle again
 - 
                                            460.
                                            >"It's close enough if you're ready."
 - 
                                            461.
                                            >I keep my head on her shoulder as she lowers the moon
 - 
                                            462.
                                            >There's a soft dripping noise
 - 
                                            463.
                                            >We linger
 - 
                                            464.
                                            >Everything's going to be OK. I know it.
 - 
                                            465.
                                            >At last I raise my head, and the sun.
 - 
                                            466.
                                            >Now, in the light of dawn, I see Luna is crying.
 - 
                                            467.
                                            >She looks over and smiles
 - 
                                            468.
                                            >"We do love you, sister. We just wish they loved us too."
 - 
                                            469.
                                            >"They do."
 - 
                                            470.
                                            >A moment goes by, and she smiles sadly.
 - 
                                            471.
                                            
 - 
                                            472.
                                            
 - 
                                            473.
                                            Post 12
 - 
                                            474.
                                            
 - 
                                            475.
                                            >"We made something for you, Sister"
 - 
                                            476.
                                            >"Oh?"
 - 
                                            477.
                                            >"Yes, we have noticed something that all the ponies seem to love: an ornament for the day itself."
 - 
                                            478.
                                            >"An ornament for the day?"
 - 
                                            479.
                                            >Her smile is genuine now, despite her lingering tears.
 - 
                                            480.
                                            >"mmm!" She enthusiastically nods.
 - 
                                            481.
                                            >"Close your eyes, my sister."
 - 
                                            482.
                                            >I smile back at her, and do as she asks.
 - 
                                            483.
                                            >Her horn lightly touches my mane, and a brief tingle passes through me.
 - 
                                            484.
                                            >"Open them, sister, and follow me to the pond."
 - 
                                            485.
                                            >Among the rocks, shielded from the ripples of the waterfall it's clear and placid.
 - 
                                            486.
                                            >In its surfce our faces look back at us;
 - 
                                            487.
                                            >Luna's smile is as bright as the sun itself, and my own is awestruck.
 - 
                                            488.
                                            >"My hair..." I whisper
 - 
                                            489.
                                            >My pink tresses are transformed!
 - 
                                            490.
                                            >A rainbow, dancing on a gentle wind that isn't there!
 - 
                                            491.
                                            >Now it's my turn to smile.
 - 
                                            492.
                                            >My sister, My dearest Luna! So thoughtful even now!
 - 
                                            493.
                                            >"Thou can suppress it, when thy want to."
 - 
                                            494.
                                            >"Why would I ever want to do that?"
 - 
                                            495.
                                            >"Well..." Her tail swishes sheepishly
 - 
                                            496.
                                            >"it takes a bit of magic to keep it going."
 - 
                                            497.
                                            >"We gave thee a little of our own so thou could see how it looks,"
 - 
                                            498.
                                            >"but If it's not kept charged the spell will falter."
 - 
                                            499.
                                            >I shake my head
 - 
                                            500.
                                            >"I don't want to suppress it! I don't want it to falter! I'll wear it with love for you, forever!"
 - 
                                            501.
                                            >She giggles like a little filly and rubs her neck against mine.
 - 
                                            502.
                                            >"We'll teach you the spell, but first..."
 - 
                                            503.
                                            >"first?"
 - 
                                            504.
                                            >"Come and play with us!"
 - 
                                            505.
                                            >She leaps from the edge of the promontory at full gallop, then soars through the calm dawn sky.
 - 
                                            506.
                                            >I am not far behind
 - 
                                            507.
                                            
 - 
                                            508.
                                            
 - 
                                            509.
                                            Post 13
 - 
                                            510.
                                            
 - 
                                            511.
                                            >Canterlot
 - 
                                            512.
                                            >Present day
 - 
                                            513.
                                            
 - 
                                            514.
                                            >I haven't heard from Sunset for a very long time.
 - 
                                            515.
                                            >Twilight returned and told me what happened.
 - 
                                            516.
                                            >My dear little Sunset actually used the crown.
 - 
                                            517.
                                            >But of course, her seed failed to sprout, as I knew it would.
 - 
                                            518.
                                            >Sunset may have been able to fight Unicorn Twilight,
 - 
                                            519.
                                            >but, she was no match for an Alicorn.
 - 
                                            520.
                                            >Twilight said she left Sunset in the hands of some humans.
 - 
                                            521.
                                            >The very ones whom she had terrorized for so long.
 - 
                                            522.
                                            >It seemed an odd thing to do, cruel, even.
 - 
                                            523.
                                            >An indirect vengeance, unbecoming one of Twilight's station.
 - 
                                            524.
                                            >Then she said those humans had also been that worlds bearers of The Elements.
 - 
                                            525.
                                            >So I let her judgement stand.
 - 
                                            526.
                                            >Honesty, Loyalty, Generosity, Laughter,
 - 
                                            527.
                                            >and most of all, Kindness were just what Sunset needed now.
 - 
                                            528.
                                            >I was surprised there had been no Element of Magic,
 - 
                                            529.
                                            >But Sunset could do without that for now, at least.
 - 
                                            530.
                                            >But where was she?
 - 
                                            531.
                                            >Shortly after Twilight returned Sunset sent me a single letter.
 - 
                                            532.
                                            >Two little words:
 - 
                                            533.
                                            >"I'm sorry."
 - 
                                            534.
                                            >Then, no matter what I said, or how I tried to engage, she refused me.
 - 
                                            535.
                                            >Eventually, I stopped, thinking she would come to me when she was ready.
 - 
                                            536.
                                            >Now, it seems she is.
 - 
                                            537.
                                            >The book dances and glows atop my desk.
 - 
                                            538.
                                            >I open it and begin to read.
 - 
                                            539.
                                            >Oh no.
 - 
                                            540.
                                            
 - 
                                            541.
                                            
 - 
                                            542.
                                            Post 14
 - 
                                            543.
                                            
 - 
                                            544.
                                            >My poor Sunset Shimmer.
 - 
                                            545.
                                            >To say nothing of the natives of that world.
 - 
                                            546.
                                            >The sirens have found them. It must be the sirens.
 - 
                                            547.
                                            >Probably attracted to, or maybe even awoken by the introduction of magic from Equestria.
 - 
                                            548.
                                            >If the portal were open, I could take care of this myself.
 - 
                                            549.
                                            >I can reopen it...but to my regret, she asked for Twilight's help, not mine.
 - 
                                            550.
                                            >Perhaps that's for the best?
 - 
                                            551.
                                            >Equestria needs me,
 - 
                                            552.
                                            >Twilight needs the experience,
 - 
                                            553.
                                            >and Sunset needs a friend, not a mother-figure.
 - 
                                            554.
                                            >With the portal closed, Twilight won't be in any danger,
 - 
                                            555.
                                            >and if it comes to it, I can cross over, and stop the Beasts of Song once and for all.
 - 
                                            556.
                                            >But only if I must.
 - 
                                            557.
                                            >Twilight needs the experience,
 - 
                                            558.
                                            >and Sunset needs a friend,
 - 
                                            559.
                                            >not me.
 - 
                                            560.
                                            >Time is of the essence, and a teleport is faster than even my best pegasus courier.
 - 
                                            561.
                                            >I'll send a letter once it arrives, but
 - 
                                            562.
                                            >Twilight will recognize the sirens as surely as I did,
 - 
                                            563.
                                            >maybe even before the message arrives.
 - 
                                            564.
                                            >She'll also have a way to talk Sunset through her new crucible.
 - 
                                            565.
                                            >I close my eyes, and cast my sight to Ponyville.
 - 
                                            566.
                                            >To Twilight's castle,
 - 
                                            567.
                                            >through the wards and spells meant to keep out farsight and teleportation.
 - 
                                            568.
                                            >My faithful student improves all the time; they are much better than before,
 - 
                                            569.
                                            >but still trivial for me to bypass.
 - 
                                            570.
                                            >There she is, among her books and letters.
 - 
                                            571.
                                            >When she's focused like this, I could teleport it right in front of her and she wouldn't notice.
 - 
                                            572.
                                            >She hasn't even sensed my presence.
 - 
                                            573.
                                            >What to do?
 - 
                                            574.
                                            >How fortuitous! My shipment of books is arriving!
 - 
                                            575.
                                            >And they're going right to the throne room.
 - 
                                            576.
                                            >They will catch her attention if anything will!
 - 
                                            577.
                                            >Effortlessly, I begin the teleportation spell, and reactivate the books message-alert.
 - 
                                            578.
                                            >A pop as it disappears from my chambers
 - 
                                            579.
                                            >Now to find a messenger...
 - 
                                            580.
                                            
 - 
                                            581.
                                            
 - 
                                            582.
                                            Post 15
 - 
                                            583.
                                            
 - 
                                            584.
                                            >The Everfree Forest
 - 
                                            585.
                                            >c1000 years ago
 - 
                                            586.
                                            
 - 
                                            587.
                                            >Silence
 - 
                                            588.
                                            >I watch the moon sink below the horizon.
 - 
                                            589.
                                            >Luna is nowhere to be seen.
 - 
                                            590.
                                            >Lately, that's not unusual.
 - 
                                            591.
                                            >We raise and lower our celestial bodies dawn after dawn, and dusk after dusk,
 - 
                                            592.
                                            >without ever laying eyes on each other.
 - 
                                            593.
                                            >But even at dawn, there is some kind of noise: birds, guards, something to hear.
 - 
                                            594.
                                            >Especially here in the forest.
 - 
                                            595.
                                            >Silence
 - 
                                            596.
                                            >I feel a chill up my spine and know Luna is watching me.
 - 
                                            597.
                                            >She sometimes does, using farsight to spy without having to share my presence.
 - 
                                            598.
                                            >No, not spy; she knows I know when she watches.
 - 
                                            599.
                                            >Observe, would be a more appropriate term.
 - 
                                            600.
                                            >I do not mind.
 - 
                                            601.
                                            >Dutifully, I raise the Sun
 - 
                                            602.
                                            >But it is so quiet.
 - 
                                            603.
                                            >I turn and head back toward our castle.
 - 
                                            604.
                                            >Last night, I did not want to sleep, and spent the night in the forest watching Luna's sky.
 - 
                                            605.
                                            >She'd become more and more upset this last century.
 - 
                                            606.
                                            >Nopony seemed to appreciate her efforts, and one night,
 - 
                                            607.
                                            >she'd just stopped.
 - 
                                            608.
                                            >She still raised the moon, but there was no more beauty.
 - 
                                            609.
                                            >No more soul.
 - 
                                            610.
                                            >I was expecting yet another dull night, with wan moon and faint, sickly stars, and it was.
 - 
                                            611.
                                            >At first.
 - 
                                            612.
                                            >Then, near midnight, I sensed her watching me.
 - 
                                            613.
                                            >Shortly after, the sky had exploded in light and color.
 - 
                                            614.
                                            >The moon shone like a beacon, and the stars flared, literally *flared* up,
 - 
                                            615.
                                            >bursting across the sky in hues I had never seen before.
 - 
                                            616.
                                            >Even a comet appeared!
 - 
                                            617.
                                            >I stayed out and watched it all;
 - 
                                            618.
                                            >after so much effort, I wanted her to know that I, at least appreciated her new-found spark.
 - 
                                            619.
                                            >"Thank you sister, that was beautiful."
 - 
                                            620.
                                            >Silence
 - 
                                            621.
                                            
 - 
                                            622.
                                            
 - 
                                            623.
                                            Post 16
 - 
                                            624.
                                            
 - 
                                            625.
                                            >I'm not even at the gate yet, and I know something is terribly wrong.
 - 
                                            626.
                                            >None of the guards are at their posts.
 - 
                                            627.
                                            >None of the daily delivery-wagons are awaiting inspection.
 - 
                                            628.
                                            >None of the coopers, or bakers, or gardeners or any of the other staff are at their tasks.
 - 
                                            629.
                                            >And that silence
 - 
                                            630.
                                            >Not even an insect disturbs it.
 - 
                                            631.
                                            >I rush through the gate, the sound of my hooves echoing from the walls
 - 
                                            632.
                                            >Where is everypony?
 - 
                                            633.
                                            >"Hello?"
 - 
                                            634.
                                            >Silence
 - 
                                            635.
                                            >Thunderous silence
 - 
                                            636.
                                            >I can still feel the chill that tells me Luna is watching.
 - 
                                            637.
                                            >Why doesn't she say something?
 - 
                                            638.
                                            >"Luna, do you know what's happened?"
 - 
                                            639.
                                            >No answer
 - 
                                            640.
                                            >"Luna? Sister?"
 - 
                                            641.
                                            >Why doesn't she answer?
 - 
                                            642.
                                            >I spread my wings and fly to the servant's buildings.
 - 
                                            643.
                                            >I open the door and gasp in disbelief.
 - 
                                            644.
                                            >Sitting at the duty desk, is a guard, softly snoring with his head lolled back.
 - 
                                            645.
                                            >How dare he sleep on duty!
 - 
                                            646.
                                            >"Guard!" I say in my booming royal voice, "Wake up!"
 - 
                                            647.
                                            >He doesn't budge
 - 
                                            648.
                                            >I trot over and see his sleep is far from peaceful:
 - 
                                            649.
                                            >his eyes are swollen and tears streak his fur.
 - 
                                            650.
                                            >Sweat rolls down his body while muffled screams punctuate his whimpers.
 - 
                                            651.
                                            >"Guard?" I shake him with my wings.
 - 
                                            652.
                                            >Still he doesn't awaken.
 - 
                                            653.
                                            >"Luna, what's going on?"
 - 
                                            654.
                                            >This time she answers, but I almost wish she hadn't.
 - 
                                            655.
                                            
 - 
                                            656.
                                            
 - 
                                            657.
                                            Post 17
 - 
                                            658.
                                            
 - 
                                            659.
                                            >"Hm-hm-hm-hm" her soft laughter drifts through the air.
 - 
                                            660.
                                            >"Oh he's having the most marvelous dreams sister."
 - 
                                            661.
                                            >The way she hisses out that last word chills me to my core.
 - 
                                            662.
                                            >"They all are. Sleeping and dreaming until my night cometh again."
 - 
                                            663.
                                            >"What have you done?"
 - 
                                            664.
                                            >"We sent the guards home and layed them to bed. In fact, everything on this planet that can sleep, is!"
 - 
                                            665.
                                            >"Why? Let them go!"
 - 
                                            666.
                                            >"Hahahahahaha! Oh sister, Thou used to love our jokes. How often did thee say thou adored our sense of humor?"
 - 
                                            667.
                                            >I looked at the guard, shivering and weeping in his sleep.
 - 
                                            668.
                                            >"This..." I gestured to him "this is funny to you?"
 - 
                                            669.
                                            >"No, Celestia. This is the set-up. The punchline begins when thee cometh to us."
 - 
                                            670.
                                            >Come to her? Has she forgotten who I am? *What* I am?
 - 
                                            671.
                                            >"I will not play your game sister. Release them at once, then, I will speak to you."
 - 
                                            672.
                                            >Suddenly the guard thrashes in his sleep.
 - 
                                            673.
                                            >A high keening wail erupts from all around me.
 - 
                                            674.
                                            >They're all screaming. Every pony, every animal, every insect.
 - 
                                            675.
                                            >Mad, piercing shrieks shattering the dawn's quiet.
 - 
                                            676.
                                            >Howls born from the deepest insanity and mind-breaking terror,
 - 
                                            677.
                                            >on and on, echoing and reverberating,
 - 
                                            678.
                                            >assaulting from all sides.
 - 
                                            679.
                                            >Then, as quickly as it began, they fall silent.
 - 
                                            680.
                                            >Luna's disembodied voice speaks again.
 - 
                                            681.
                                            >"Thou will, of course, because thee wants us to stop, dost thou not, sister?"
 - 
                                            682.
                                            >This couldn't be happening
 - 
                                            683.
                                            >She couldn't mean this.
 - 
                                            684.
                                            >My sister
 - 
                                            685.
                                            >*My* sister
 - 
                                            686.
                                            >My *sister*
 - 
                                            687.
                                            >How could she do this?
 - 
                                            688.
                                            >Tears fall freely from my face
 - 
                                            689.
                                            >I don't care
 - 
                                            690.
                                            >"Luna..." I manage to sob
 - 
                                            691.
                                            >"Well, come and stop us. Thy surely knoweth where we are."
 - 
                                            692.
                                            >"Luna, please..."
 - 
                                            693.
                                            >"No, sister! Come to us. Now is not the time for fear. That comes later."
 - 
                                            694.
                                            
 - 
                                            695.
                                            
 - 
                                            696.
                                            Post 18
 - 
                                            697.
                                            
 - 
                                            698.
                                            >I'm crying
 - 
                                            699.
                                            >I can't help it
 - 
                                            700.
                                            >How could she do this?
 - 
                                            701.
                                            >Oh my dear sister...
 - 
                                            702.
                                            >I could end it now, release them myself, but that might drive Luna mad.
 - 
                                            703.
                                            >It might even enrage her such that I'll have to...
 - 
                                            704.
                                            >No, I won't let myself consider that.
 - 
                                            705.
                                            >I'll have to talk to her.
 - 
                                            706.
                                            >To make her understand there's only one way this can end.
 - 
                                            707.
                                            >That hers is only to choose where she stands when it does.
 - 
                                            708.
                                            >"Oh my dear sister..."
 - 
                                            709.
                                            >She was right too, I do know where she is.
 - 
                                            710.
                                            >The alcove behind our thrones.
 - 
                                            711.
                                            >Where we used to meet before going out and changing the sky together.
 - 
                                            712.
                                            >A quick teleport,
 - 
                                            713.
                                            >and there she is: standing before me, wearing a cruel smile.
 - 
                                            714.
                                            >"See, sister? We said thou would come."
 - 
                                            715.
                                            >"Luna, what are... WHY are you doing this?"
 - 
                                            716.
                                            >"Luna?" She smirks "Are we not *sisters*?"
 - 
                                            717.
                                            >"Yes," I nod.
 - 
                                            718.
                                            >"We are sisters, Luna, because I made you so."
 - 
                                            719.
                                            >Her smirk changes to a snarl.
 - 
                                            720.
                                            >"Have you forgotten what I am? I am a goddess! Creator of both sun and moon."
 - 
                                            721.
                                            >"I made the world! I gave life to it! Who are you to defy me?"
 - 
                                            722.
                                            >Her face is a mask of frustrated rage.
 - 
                                            723.
                                            >Can't she understand how hopeless her position is?
 - 
                                            724.
                                            >"We too, are a goddess! Thou said so thyself! That one day we would be thy equal!"
 - 
                                            725.
                                            >"And you think that day has come?"
 - 
                                            726.
                                            >"We are the night! We are the darkness! We are the bringer of dreams and the source of fear!"
 - 
                                            727.
                                            >"Luna..."
 - 
                                            728.
                                            >"They will love the night, if not for its beauty, then for its solace from the terrors of the day!"
 - 
                                            729.
                                            >"They will cower in fear at the mere thought of the light!"
 - 
                                            730.
                                            >Her horn glows, and they're screaming again.
 - 
                                            731.
                                            >Every throat on the planet screeching itself raw.
 - 
                                            732.
                                            >"They will love us! They will love ME!"
 - 
                                            733.
                                            >Louder and louder, their mad voices penetrating even the thick stone walls.
 - 
                                            734.
                                            >"They will worship the peace I allow them only when the darkness falls!"
 - 
                                            735.
                                            >"Luna!"
 - 
                                            736.
                                            >"Shut up, Celestia! Now is the time for fear! Stop me if you can!"
 - 
                                            737.
                                            
 - 
                                            738.
                                            
 - 
                                            739.
                                            Post 19
 - 
                                            740.
                                            
 - 
                                            741.
                                            >This isn't working
 - 
                                            742.
                                            >And I can't let my ponies continue to suffer.
 - 
                                            743.
                                            >Oh sister, please forgive me.
 - 
                                            744.
                                            >I must save them from you, but I'm also saving you from yourself.
 - 
                                            745.
                                            >One day, you'll understand.
 - 
                                            746.
                                            >You must...
 - 
                                            747.
                                            >I call on my power, only a very little bit more than I'm used to.
 - 
                                            748.
                                            >Suddenly the screaming stops.
 - 
                                            749.
                                            >Luna's face jerks towards me with a shocked expression.
 - 
                                            750.
                                            >I force down my tears.
 - 
                                            751.
                                            >"No more of this Luna. You can't hurt them anymore."
 - 
                                            752.
                                            >Her horn glows, then blazes. Her face contorting with effort and rage.
 - 
                                            753.
                                            >Easily countered.
 - 
                                            754.
                                            >My sleeping subjects don't even stir from her renewed attack.
 - 
                                            755.
                                            >"NO!"
 - 
                                            756.
                                            >I calmly raise my snout.
 - 
                                            757.
                                            >She glares at me with a hatred and malevolence I'd never believed possible,
 - 
                                            758.
                                            >then all at once collapses to the floor, sobs gushing from her in an uncontrolled torrent.
 - 
                                            759.
                                            >Her tears and moans wrack her frame from nose to tail.
 - 
                                            760.
                                            >"Please, let this be the end of it, Luna, my dear sister."
 - 
                                            761.
                                            >I turn and march from the alcove,
 - 
                                            762.
                                            >between our thrones and down the stairs,
 - 
                                            763.
                                            >across the Great Hall,
 - 
                                            764.
                                            >almost to the Grand Door, when her voice rings out behind me.
 - 
                                            765.
                                            >"Not another step!"
 - 
                                            766.
                                            >Oh Sister, please no.
 - 
                                            767.
                                            >I slowly turn to face her.
 - 
                                            768.
                                            >"Did you really expect me to sit idly by while they all basked in your precious light?"
 - 
                                            769.
                                            >please no
 - 
                                            770.
                                            >"There can only be one princess in Equestria."
 - 
                                            771.
                                            >please no
 - 
                                            772.
                                            >"And that princess will be ME!"
 - 
                                            773.
                                            >The stone dias crumbles beneath her powerful hooves.
 - 
                                            774.
                                            >A fissure shoots up the wall behind her, and it too falls away.
 - 
                                            775.
                                            >Through the hole, I see my sun, shining in the clear blue sky...
 - 
                                            776.
                                            >eclipsed!
 - 
                                            777.
                                            
 - 
                                            778.
                                            
 - 
                                            779.
                                            Post 20
 - 
                                            780.
                                            
 - 
                                            781.
                                            >Canterlot
 - 
                                            782.
                                            >Present Day
 - 
                                            783.
                                            
 - 
                                            784.
                                            
 - 
                                            785.
                                            >My Dear Sunset Shimmer,
 - 
                                            786.
                                            >Congratulations!
 - 
                                            787.
                                            >Through the great strength true friendship provides, you defeated 3 ancient, powerful terrors!
 - 
                                            788.
                                            >You are a brilliant, educated pony;
 - 
                                            789.
                                            >you don't need me to tell you how this accomplishment shines!
 - 
                                            790.
                                            >Even though a part of me indulges in the idea of you relishing my praise.
 - 
                                            791.
                                            >What I wish to discuss, is your other accomplishment:
 - 
                                            792.
                                            >reformation.
 - 
                                            793.
                                            >We tell ourselves a myriad of stories about, and justifications for our actions.
 - 
                                            794.
                                            >Our minds remember, forget, and reinterpret events in ways that make us appear laudible.
 - 
                                            795.
                                            >This protects us, but also stunts us;
 - 
                                            796.
                                            >we can't grow if we're blind to our own failings.
 - 
                                            797.
                                            >Unfortunately, many are.
 - 
                                            798.
                                            >Intellectually, we know "nobody's perfect",
 - 
                                            799.
                                            >but when it comes to it, we lack the strength to see ourselves in the harsh light of reality.
 - 
                                            800.
                                            >To drop our vanities, and see ourselves as we are,
 - 
                                            801.
                                            >instead of as we imagine ourselves to be.
 - 
                                            802.
                                            >They are never the same.
 - 
                                            803.
                                            >This takes more fortitude than many possess,
 - 
                                            804.
                                            >and even more to realize when one is wanting.
 - 
                                            805.
                                            >It is difficult.
 - 
                                            806.
                                            >It is painful.
 - 
                                            807.
                                            >But you did it anyway. And more than that,
 - 
                                            808.
                                            >YOU DID NOT TURN AWAY.
 - 
                                            809.
                                            >You faced the pain, and let it drive you to become better.
 - 
                                            810.
                                            >You are every bit the heroine, and so much greater than you realize.
 - 
                                            811.
                                            >One day, you will be a princess.
 - 
                                            812.
                                            >Because of this, there is one more thing I want to speak with you about.
 - 
                                            813.
                                            
 - 
                                            814.
                                            
 - 
                                            815.
                                            
 - 
                                            816.
                                            
 - 
                                            817.
                                            Post 21
 - 
                                            818.
                                            
 - 
                                            819.
                                            >You know of Princess Luna's rebellion, but
 - 
                                            820.
                                            >will you let me tell you a bit more?
 - 
                                            821.
                                            >When I took up the Elements of Harmony against her, it was not out of necessity;
 - 
                                            822.
                                            >but hope.
 - 
                                            823.
                                            >I'd hoped to intimidate her in to giving up.
 - 
                                            824.
                                            >She knew how powerful they were, and I thought seeing me wielding them would bring her to her senses.
 - 
                                            825.
                                            >As you know they did not.
 - 
                                            826.
                                            >So when I knew I could not delay any longer, I banished her,
 - 
                                            827.
                                            >instead of purifying her.
 - 
                                            828.
                                            >Do you know why?
 - 
                                            829.
                                            >For centuries after, I told myself it was an accident;
 - 
                                            830.
                                            >that in the heat of the moment, my control over the elements slipped!
 - 
                                            831.
                                            >In period illustrations, I am shown pink-haired.
 - 
                                            832.
                                            >I ordered it so, to further convince myself that I was flustered, not malicious.
 - 
                                            833.
                                            >So flustered, in fact, that even my hair-magic faltered!
 - 
                                            834.
                                            >But it was a lie.
 - 
                                            835.
                                            >I did it in anger.
 - 
                                            836.
                                            >Pain at my sister's betrayal, and fear for my ponies,
 - 
                                            837.
                                            >wove seamlessly into a spike of rage which bore an action that haunted me for a thousand years.
 - 
                                            838.
                                            >Why am I telling you this?
 - 
                                            839.
                                            >Not as an excuse, but as a warning.
 - 
                                            840.
                                            >You will find yourself in desperate situations.
 - 
                                            841.
                                            >It is inevitable as a princess.
 - 
                                            842.
                                            >I hope you will learn from my moment of weakness,
 - 
                                            843.
                                            >and temper your wrath.
 - 
                                            844.
                                            >I know you will not see this letter for some time.
 - 
                                            845.
                                            >Since giving Twilight our book, I've begun writing, and saving them,
 - 
                                            846.
                                            >because I still hope you'll return to me.
 - 
                                            847.
                                            >Princess Luna has, and resumed her rightful place.
 - 
                                            848.
                                            >I hope one day, you will read them, and know that even now, far across the multiverse,
 - 
                                            849.
                                            >my thoughts are of you.
 - 
                                            850.
                                            >There is so much hope in this one little letter.
 - 
                                            851.
                                            >Long experience has taught me such hopes often go unfulfilled.
 - 
                                            852.
                                            >Were you anyone else, I would not dare hold so much of it.
 - 
                                            853.
                                            >But you are you. Indomitable, unstoppable you.
 - 
                                            854.
                                            >I have faith in you.
 - 
                                            855.
                                            >C
 - 
                                            856.
                                            
 - 
                                            857.
                                            
 - 
                                            858.
                                            Post 22
 - 
                                            859.
                                            
 - 
                                            860.
                                            >Canterlot Meadow
 - 
                                            861.
                                            >c1000 years ago
 - 
                                            862.
                                            
 - 
                                            863.
                                            >I lay in our spot and cry.
 - 
                                            864.
                                            >Our spot
 - 
                                            865.
                                            >Where we passed so many dawns, dusks, and gorgeous days and nights.
 - 
                                            866.
                                            >This is where Luna invented the aurora;
 - 
                                            867.
                                            >happily coloring her nights with the energy of my sun.
 - 
                                            868.
                                            >This is where she painted my mane.
 - 
                                            869.
                                            >This is where she played and explored.
 - 
                                            870.
                                            >This is where she loved; her favorite place in all Equestria.
 - 
                                            871.
                                            >Where our laughter echoed together time after time;
 - 
                                            872.
                                            >now silent, but for the wind, and my pitiful cries.
 - 
                                            873.
                                            >My sister!
 - 
                                            874.
                                            >Oh, my beloved sister!
 - 
                                            875.
                                            >If only you had listened!
 - 
                                            876.
                                            >If only you had stopped!
 - 
                                            877.
                                            >If only I'd had better control...
 - 
                                            878.
                                            >My thin veneer of equanimity collapses.
 - 
                                            879.
                                            >I am alone, and have no need for it.
 - 
                                            880.
                                            >I scream my pain to the mountain, and let my sobs blot out my grief.
 - 
                                            881.
                                            >On and on, I don't know for how long.
 - 
                                            882.
                                            >Eventually, my thoughts turn to my ponies.
 - 
                                            883.
                                            >All my little ponies.
 - 
                                            884.
                                            >So terrified, and so desperately in need of me.
 - 
                                            885.
                                            >I'd freed them from her spell, but great damage had already been done.
 - 
                                            886.
                                            >They need my magic to lull them to sleep now, so traumatized are they by her nightmares.
 - 
                                            887.
                                            >Nightmare Moon
 - 
                                            888.
                                            >That's what they're calling her now.
 - 
                                            889.
                                            >All her beautiful works, and heartfelt love forgotten.
 - 
                                            890.
                                            >Hers will be a legacy of terror.
 - 
                                            891.
                                            >She deserved so much better.
 - 
                                            892.
                                            >Again misery overtakes me, and I cry awful, wracking cries.
 - 
                                            893.
                                            >My heart tears from me and spills over the meadow.
 - 
                                            894.
                                            >Our meadow
 - 
                                            895.
                                            >The workers are already repairing my castle, but it's filled with bad memories.
 - 
                                            896.
                                            >My heart weeps every time I look on it.
 - 
                                            897.
                                            >But our meadow is filled with happy ones.
 - 
                                            898.
                                            >I lower Luna's now-marred moon knowing what to do:
 - 
                                            899.
                                            >abandon the Castle of the Two Sisters, and raise one here.
 - 
                                            900.
                                            >Canterlot Castle!
 - 
                                            901.
                                            >The dawn breaks, and washes me in its brilliant radiance.
 - 
                                            902.
                                            >A new beginning for my ponies, and also for me.
 - 
                                            903.
                                            >No more the distant monarch
 - 
                                            904.
                                            >No more the goddess
 - 
                                            905.
                                            >From now, until the end of Equestria I will be the kind and warm leader they deserve.
 - 
                                            906.
                                            >I love them all so much, and now they will know it!
 - 
                                            907.
                                            
 - 
                                            908.
                                            
 - 
                                            909.
                                            Post 23
 - 
                                            910.
                                            
 - 
                                            911.
                                            >Canterlot
 - 
                                            912.
                                            >Present day
 - 
                                            913.
                                            
 - 
                                            914.
                                            >It's a lovely day.
 - 
                                            915.
                                            >There isn't a cloud to be seen,
 - 
                                            916.
                                            >my sun is warm,
 - 
                                            917.
                                            >and my garden is filled with the perfume of flowers.
 - 
                                            918.
                                            >Best of all, I have a new tea to try!
 - 
                                            919.
                                            >For hundreds of years I've cultivated tea plants as a hobby.
 - 
                                            920.
                                            >Some of my blends, and strains are enjoyed well beyond the borders of Equestria proper.
 - 
                                            921.
                                            >Now, after nearly 4 decades of selective breeding, and magical tweaking,
 - 
                                            922.
                                            >I think I've made yet another delight!
 - 
                                            923.
                                            >Of course, there's only one way to be sure!
 - 
                                            924.
                                            >I smile in anticipation as I bring the cup to my lips, it's delicate bouquet filling my nostrils.
 - 
                                            925.
                                            >I pause a moment and marvel at the sight of my kingdom;
 - 
                                            926.
                                            >Cloudsdale shines distantly in the bright sunlight,
 - 
                                            927.
                                            >its alabaster spires contrasting beautifully with the blue sky.
 - 
                                            928.
                                            >Ponyville nestled idyllically in the rolling hills to the southwest,
 - 
                                            929.
                                            >their slopes dark with fecund apple trees.
 - 
                                            930.
                                            >I close my eyes and sigh, savoring the moment.
 - 
                                            931.
                                            >At last I drink,
 - 
                                            932.
                                            >savoring also, the feeling of its warm astringence meeting my tongue.
 - 
                                            933.
                                            >This is delicious!
 - 
                                            934.
                                            >Even when measured against the absurdly high standards of my gardens.
 - 
                                            935.
                                            >I think I'll give it a name to honor Luna.
 - 
                                            936.
                                            >She was the one who introduced me to tea, after all,
 - 
                                            937.
                                            >back when she was still an earth-pony.
 - 
                                            938.
                                            >The sound of a door being hurriedly opened intrudes on my reverie.
 - 
                                            939.
                                            >A guard pony canters down my arcade, looking rather worried.
 - 
                                            940.
                                            >I nonchalantly take another sip.
 - 
                                            941.
                                            >He leaps from the top of the stairs with his wings spread and glides to the grass.
 - 
                                            942.
                                            >Such urgency; it was only a few little steps.
 - 
                                            943.
                                            >He stops a few meters away, and bows deeply.
 - 
                                            944.
                                            >I regard him with a smile, and take another sip.
 - 
                                            945.
                                            >"Princess! You ordered to be notified at once, if your alarms on the mirror were tripped!"
 - 
                                            946.
                                            >My heart skips a beat.
 - 
                                            947.
                                            >I hold the liquid on my tongue.
 - 
                                            948.
                                            >Could it be?
 - 
                                            949.
                                            >After all this time, has she at last come back?
 - 
                                            950.
                                            >"Yes, has somepony come through?"
 - 
                                            951.
                                            >"Not exactly, Your Highness..."
 - 
                                            952.
                                            
 - 
                                            953.
                                            
 - 
                                            954.
                                            Post 24
 - 
                                            955.
                                            
 - 
                                            956.
                                            >I'm on my balcony
 - 
                                            957.
                                            >It's nearing sunset, and the air is cool.
 - 
                                            958.
                                            >A speck appears on the horizon, toward Ponyville.
 - 
                                            959.
                                            >It's so distant, it seems to hang motionless in the sky,
 - 
                                            960.
                                            >but I know it's moving with considerable speed.
 - 
                                            961.
                                            >Gradually, it draws closer, and my eyes resolve it:
 - 
                                            962.
                                            >Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, glowing in my sun's red light.
 - 
                                            963.
                                            >My eyes track her progress as my mind puzzles over the days events.
 - 
                                            964.
                                            >Some pegasus guards intercept her, then quickly let her pass.
 - 
                                            965.
                                            >She comes straight to me, landing quickly, her face filled with concern.
 - 
                                            966.
                                            >"Is it true?"
 - 
                                            967.
                                            >I quietly nod.
 - 
                                            968.
                                            >Her ears and tail droop
 - 
                                            969.
                                            >"Oh, Twilight...I came as soon as I heard. I teleported right to Ponyville to check for myself."
 - 
                                            970.
                                            >Her frown deepens
 - 
                                            971.
                                            >"Even when I couldn't find her, I still hoped she might have come here."
 - 
                                            972.
                                            >"Not yet, Cadance, but if she does, we'll know; Equestria is on high alert."
 - 
                                            973.
                                            >She licks her lips and begins to pace
 - 
                                            974.
                                            >"Yes, so is the Crystal Empire. This would be a clumsy prelude to attack, but I agree it's prudent."
 - 
                                            975.
                                            >Suddenly, she stops, and looks at me, shifting her weight from left to right uncertainly.
 - 
                                            976.
                                            >"What can I do?"
 - 
                                            977.
                                            >"Luna is patrolling the Everfree Forest, you may help her, if you wish."
 - 
                                            978.
                                            >"What's she looking for?"
 - 
                                            979.
                                            >"Portals"
 - 
                                            980.
                                            >Her brow furrows
 - 
                                            981.
                                            >"But I saw the mirror, still in Twilight's castle."
 - 
                                            982.
                                            >"Cadance, as you know, when she found a way to keep it open, I swathed it in alarm-spells..."
 - 
                                            983.
                                            >"Also prudent" she says, too quickly.
 - 
                                            984.
                                            >"Thank you. Right now, those are the only enchantments it still carries."
 - 
                                            985.
                                            >"Was the portal dispelled?"
 - 
                                            986.
                                            >I shake my head
 - 
                                            987.
                                            >"Torn free, I think. Without the mirror to anchor it, the mouth will leap about unpredictably."
 - 
                                            988.
                                            >"...and the forest's magical nature makes it the most likely place for it to appear!" She finishes.
 - 
                                            989.
                                            >I nod
 - 
                                            990.
                                            >"The portal is gone, Princess Twilight is g...gone; do you think she went through it?
 - 
                                            991.
                                            >I am about to answer, when Cadance shivers visibly and a familiar chill shoots up my spine.
 - 
                                            992.
                                            >"Sister! Princess Cadance! We have found a portal!"
 - 
                                            993.
                                            
 - 
                                            994.
                                            
 - 
                                            995.
                                            Post 25
 - 
                                            996.
                                            
 - 
                                            997.
                                            >High over Equestria
 - 
                                            998.
                                            >A few years ago
 - 
                                            999.
                                            
 - 
                                            1000.
                                            >Even as old as I am, I can still be surprised.
 - 
                                            1001.
                                            >And that knowledge pleases me greatly.
 - 
                                            1002.
                                            >Moments ago, an incredible burst of magic swept across my world.
 - 
                                            1003.
                                            >I felt it, and so did my ponies.
 - 
                                            1004.
                                            >All at once, everywhere on my planet, their moods and dreams sweetened, though they didn't know why.
 - 
                                            1005.
                                            >I do:
 - 
                                            1006.
                                            >love.
 - 
                                            1007.
                                            >Pure, unconditional love powerful enough to bend reality itself.
 - 
                                            1008.
                                            >But what could have caused it?
 - 
                                            1009.
                                            >Instantly, I'd cast my sight across Equestria to it's source, not knowing what to expect.
 - 
                                            1010.
                                            >Certainly not expecting what I found!
 - 
                                            1011.
                                            >A little pink pegasus filly,
 - 
                                            1012.
                                            >standing in the snow, with a grown unicorn weeping at her hooves.
 - 
                                            1013.
                                            >I watch as the unicorn embraces her, and gives her a necklace:
 - 
                                            1014.
                                            >a crystaline heart bound in twine, blazing with invisible magic.
 - 
                                            1015.
                                            >Literally a heart,
 - 
                                            1016.
                                            >cut from the chest of a siren, meant to enslave it's victims, and deaden their souls.
 - 
                                            1017.
                                            >It's raw magical power dwarfs that of either the filly, or the unicorn, but it's different now:
 - 
                                            1018.
                                            >shining and pure.
 - 
                                            1019.
                                            >It's selfish malice somehow transformed by love.
 - 
                                            1020.
                                            >Her love.
 - 
                                            1021.
                                            >That's incredible!
 - 
                                            1022.
                                            >That's potential!
 - 
                                            1023.
                                            >The kind I've found only once before in my poor, lost sister.
 - 
                                            1024.
                                            >Unbidden, memories of her leap to the forefront of my mind. Still painful,
 - 
                                            1025.
                                            >but after all these years, a deep, dull ache, instead of raw, overwhelming anguish.
 - 
                                            1026.
                                            >I must sieze this chance!
 - 
                                            1027.
                                            >The unicorn steps into her cave, and I act,
 - 
                                            1028.
                                            >teleporting the filly, and myself to this special place.
 - 
                                            1029.
                                            >She blinks, looking thoroughly confused.
 - 
                                            1030.
                                            >"Where am...Princess!"
 - 
                                            1031.
                                            >Her eyes widen the moment she sees me
 - 
                                            1032.
                                            >"It's ok, my little pony, there's no need to be afraid."
 - 
                                            1033.
                                            >She regards me uncertainly for a moment, then relaxes.
 - 
                                            1034.
                                            >"Not as long as you're here...Your Highness."
 - 
                                            1035.
                                            >I smile at that
 - 
                                            1036.
                                            >"What's your name, little one?"
 - 
                                            1037.
                                            >"Cadance, Your Highness."
 - 
                                            1038.
                                            >"What a beautiful name."
 - 
                                            1039.
                                            >She breaks in to a smile.
 - 
                                            1040.
                                            >"Thank you, Your Highness."
 - 
                                            1041.
                                            >I beam back at her
 - 
                                            1042.
                                            >"You may call me Celestia, Cadance."
 - 
                                            1043.
                                            
 - 
                                            1044.
                                            
 - 
                                            1045.
                                            Post 26
 - 
                                            1046.
                                            
 - 
                                            1047.
                                            >"Oh, no" she shakes her head "I could never do that, Your Highness!"
 - 
                                            1048.
                                            >"Well..." I say with an exaggerated frown
 - 
                                            1049.
                                            >"you don't have to, but I'd very much like it if we could be friends."
 - 
                                            1050.
                                            >She tilts her head to one side, and her candy-striped mane falls over her shoulders.
 - 
                                            1051.
                                            >She seems utterly entranced by the possibility.
 - 
                                            1052.
                                            >"You want to be my friend?"
 - 
                                            1053.
                                            >"Mm-hmm," I nod "and maybe talk a little bit. Would you like that?"
 - 
                                            1054.
                                            >"A lot!"
 - 
                                            1055.
                                            >"Good!" I say with my warmest smile. "Cadance, do you know why I've brought you here?"
 - 
                                            1056.
                                            >"No, Pri...C...Celestia." Her voice shrinks to a whisper at my name. "I don't even know where we are."
 - 
                                            1057.
                                            >She finally pulls her eyes from me and looks around
 - 
                                            1058.
                                            >For what seems like the first time, she notices she is standing on "nothing":
 - 
                                            1059.
                                            >a floor of pure magical force, and far, far below it, my world spread out like a shining gem.
 - 
                                            1060.
                                            >A satisfying gasp as her little jaw drops.
 - 
                                            1061.
                                            >"We're high above Equestria. Right over Canterlot, in fact."
 - 
                                            1062.
                                            >She peers through the floor
 - 
                                            1063.
                                            >"Wow, Canterlot?"
 - 
                                            1064.
                                            >"Mm-hmm, and you're here, because I want to give you a present."
 - 
                                            1065.
                                            >"A present, for me?"
 - 
                                            1066.
                                            >"It's not a present you can hold, Cadance, but it's very, very special. One day, it will change you."
 - 
                                            1067.
                                            >Her brows furrow "Change me?"
 - 
                                            1068.
                                            >"Yes, child. One day, when you're ready, it will give you a new strength, and a very special job to do."
 - 
                                            1069.
                                            >I can see her mind is working furiously;
 - 
                                            1070.
                                            >she's young, but maybe she can understand even if I don't simplify it so much?
 - 
                                            1071.
                                            >"You'll become like me, Cadance. And if you do your job right, if you love your ponies, and take care of them,"
 - 
                                            1072.
                                            >"They will all love you in turn."
 - 
                                            1073.
                                            >"Like the way we love you?"
 - 
                                            1074.
                                            >What can I say to that? What words can adequately express the way they make my heart leap?
 - 
                                            1075.
                                            >Fortunately, she speaks up almost immediately:
 - 
                                            1076.
                                            >"If it means I can help more ponies, then I want it!"
 - 
                                            1077.
                                            >"Are you sure? Once I give it to you, it becomes part of you. You won't be able to change your mind."
 - 
                                            1078.
                                            
 - 
                                            1079.
                                            
 - 
                                            1080.
                                            Post 27
 - 
                                            1081.
                                            
 - 
                                            1082.
                                            >She nods with surprising solemnity.
 - 
                                            1083.
                                            >"I'm sure."
 - 
                                            1084.
                                            >"Then close your eyes, Cadance, and open your heart."
 - 
                                            1085.
                                            >For show, I gently tap her head with my horn, and silently will the spark to pass to her.
 - 
                                            1086.
                                            >Instantly, a burst of light shoots from her chest.
 - 
                                            1087.
                                            >I laugh in delighted surprise! So soon?
 - 
                                            1088.
                                            >It swirls and jumps around her, and carries her tiny frame into the air.
 - 
                                            1089.
                                            >Now she's smiling too, her face shining with sheer bliss.
 - 
                                            1090.
                                            >"It's so warm!"
 - 
                                            1091.
                                            >She floats, engulfed in a brilliant light, growing, and feeding upon itself.
 - 
                                            1092.
                                            >It surges back through her body, and up her neck, pouring from her eyes.
 - 
                                            1093.
                                            >She lets loose an exhilarated yell as it bursts from her forehead in a searing flash of pure magic,
 - 
                                            1094.
                                            >leaving a radiant spire in it's wake.
 - 
                                            1095.
                                            >She floats, laughing and languidly spinning about her axes.
 - 
                                            1096.
                                            >Gradually sinking lower and lower as the light fades away.
 - 
                                            1097.
                                            >At last, her hooves touch the ground.
 - 
                                            1098.
                                            >Her eyes are crossed, focused on her new horn.
 - 
                                            1099.
                                            >She grins soundlessly, twisting her head from side to side, and turns in a complete circle.
 - 
                                            1100.
                                            >"What happens now, Celestia?"
 - 
                                            1101.
                                            >I'm not sure how to answer.
 - 
                                            1102.
                                            >Nightmare Moon announced her arrival with a spasm of hate and fear so keen
 - 
                                            1103.
                                            >that even a thousand years later its wound still has not healed.
 - 
                                            1104.
                                            >Cadance announced hers with a wave of calming love,
 - 
                                            1105.
                                            >pure enough to wash the taint from a siren's dead heart.
 - 
                                            1106.
                                            >I don't know what happens now, but for the first time in far, far too long,
 - 
                                            1107.
                                            >I know genuine hope.
 - 
                                            1108.
                                            
 - 
                                            1109.
                                            
 - 
                                            1110.
                                            Post 28
 - 
                                            1111.
                                            
 - 
                                            1112.
                                            >The Everfree Forest
 - 
                                            1113.
                                            >Present Day
 - 
                                            1114.
                                            
 - 
                                            1115.
                                            >The stench of the forest's air washes over me as my teleport spell completes.
 - 
                                            1116.
                                            >A fraction of a second later, Cadance pops in to being beside me.
 - 
                                            1117.
                                            >"Where is it?" she hurriedly asks.
 - 
                                            1118.
                                            >Luna indicates a direction with her nose
 - 
                                            1119.
                                            >"It was there, for a moment."
 - 
                                            1120.
                                            >Cadance follows Luna's gesture, then stares at the ground, tears welling in her eyes.
 - 
                                            1121.
                                            >"Did you see Twilight?"
 - 
                                            1122.
                                            >"No, Princess Cadance, we are sorry."
 - 
                                            1123.
                                            >A single sharp sob escapes Cadance's lips
 - 
                                            1124.
                                            >Luna gently nuzzles her, and softly:
 - 
                                            1125.
                                            >"But as we said, there was not much time."
 - 
                                            1126.
                                            >I look around at our surroundings.
 - 
                                            1127.
                                            >This part of the Everfree is notorious.
 - 
                                            1128.
                                            >More swamp, than woods, and filled with ghost-lights and strange, dangerous things.
 - 
                                            1129.
                                            >Even the few ponies who regularly brave the forest itself, avoid it at all costs.
 - 
                                            1130.
                                            >But here my fearless sister had come alone, at night, without a moments hesitation.
 - 
                                            1131.
                                            >For Twilight.
 - 
                                            1132.
                                            >My heart would swell with pride, if I weren't so worried.
 - 
                                            1133.
                                            >I trot over and stand with them, wrapping my wings around their shoulders.
 - 
                                            1134.
                                            >We hold each other tightly until at last, Cadance is calm.
 - 
                                            1135.
                                            >"Please, Sister, tell us everything you can."
 - 
                                            1136.
                                            >Luna closes her eyes and concentrates for a moment.
 - 
                                            1137.
                                            >"First we felt great mirth overtake us, as if laughter, humor itself were a presence."
 - 
                                            1138.
                                            >I recall Twilight's mention of the Elements of Harmony in the human-world.
 - 
                                            1139.
                                            >"Then a purple glow appeared, and opened into a rift."
 - 
                                            1140.
                                            >"We rushed closer, and heard music, of a kind we've never heard before."
 - 
                                            1141.
                                            >Her snout scrunches in consternation
 - 
                                            1142.
                                            >"We didn't even recognize the instruments."
 - 
                                            1143.
                                            >"Also, there were voices, but we could not hear what they were saying."
 - 
                                            1144.
                                            >Cadance speaks up
 - 
                                            1145.
                                            >"Could you see anything through it?"
 - 
                                            1146.
                                            >"Yes. There was a wall, of sorts: horizontal wooden boards, secured to an iron frame."
 - 
                                            1147.
                                            >"with gaps between them, and a strange creature was peeking through."
 - 
                                            1148.
                                            
 - 
                                            1149.
                                            
 - 
                                            1150.
                                            Post 29
 - 
                                            1151.
                                            
 - 
                                            1152.
                                            >"Did it see you?" I asked.
 - 
                                            1153.
                                            >She shook her head
 - 
                                            1154.
                                            >"We don't believe so; the portal closed before we could approach it."
 - 
                                            1155.
                                            >"Well," began Cadance "at least you found something."
 - 
                                            1156.
                                            >She smiles, and gives a strained laugh.
 - 
                                            1157.
                                            >"Really, it's lucky it opened close enough for you to find it."
 - 
                                            1158.
                                            >"Oh, it was not mere chance, Princess Cadance; we used a beacon spell to draw it to us."
 - 
                                            1159.
                                            >Again, I am impressed by my sister's selfless bravery.
 - 
                                            1160.
                                            >"That's very dangerous, especially here."
 - 
                                            1161.
                                            >Says Cadance, echoing my thoughts.
 - 
                                            1162.
                                            >"There's no telling what else might have come instead."
 - 
                                            1163.
                                            >"No, but we are as desperate to find Princess Twilight as you or Sister;"
 - 
                                            1164.
                                            >"we would be remiss if we did not use all the tools at our disposal."
 - 
                                            1165.
                                            >I set my wing on her back.
 - 
                                            1166.
                                            >"Sister, please," I whisper "don't do that again. Not alone."
 - 
                                            1167.
                                            >She looks at me, with a small frown, then nods.
 - 
                                            1168.
                                            >"Not alone." She agrees, pressing her neck to mine.
 - 
                                            1169.
                                            >We stand in silence a few moments, then quietly, Luna continues.
 - 
                                            1170.
                                            >"There is more."
 - 
                                            1171.
                                            >The magic was a tangled mess, but we could recognize a few signatures: one was the portal itself;
 - 
                                            1172.
                                            >others were Elements of Harmony: Generosity and Laughter.
 - 
                                            1173.
                                            >Cadance's gasp tells me she is as surprised as I am
 - 
                                            1174.
                                            >"But how is that possible?"
 - 
                                            1175.
                                            >"We suspect, it's because the largest portion..." she pauses,
 - 
                                            1176.
                                            >"was siren magic."
 - 
                                            1177.
                                            >That would explain it. Sirens absorb life and emotion, why not magic too?
 - 
                                            1178.
                                            >But I'd never imagined a siren could become powerful enough to destroy the gate.
 - 
                                            1179.
                                            >"Twilight said the trio on that side were defeated, their gems broken."
 - 
                                            1180.
                                            >"You're sure it was siren magic?"
 - 
                                            1181.
                                            >"We are. It was unmistakable, mangled, though it was."
 - 
                                            1182.
                                            >"Mangled?"
 - 
                                            1183.
                                            >"Yes..." Luna frowns
 - 
                                            1184.
                                            >"We don't know a better word to describe it."
 - 
                                            1185.
                                            >"Prismia used the heart of a siren as jewelry, and a weapon."
 - 
                                            1186.
                                            >Says Cadance.
 - 
                                            1187.
                                            >"Could somepony there have made something from the fragments?"
 - 
                                            1188.
                                            >A look of comprehension sweeps across Luna's face.
 - 
                                            1189.
                                            >"That's it!"
 - 
                                            1190.
                                            
 - 
                                            1191.
                                            
 - 
                                            1192.
                                            Post 30
 - 
                                            1193.
                                            
 - 
                                            1194.
                                            >"The wall partially blocked our view, but the creature was wearing a locket."
 - 
                                            1195.
                                            >Cadance looks at me worriedly.
 - 
                                            1196.
                                            >"It glowed with the same violet light that preceded the rift,"
 - 
                                            1197.
                                            >"and when the creature closed it, the portal disappeared."
 - 
                                            1198.
                                            >"A locket?"
 - 
                                            1199.
                                            >"Yes, that's the source of the magic, I'm sure!"
 - 
                                            1200.
                                            >"Then we've learned something" I say.
 - 
                                            1201.
                                            >"Is there anything else, sister?"
 - 
                                            1202.
                                            >She shakes her head.
 - 
                                            1203.
                                            >I stand silently, turning ideas over in my mind.
 - 
                                            1204.
                                            >As Cadance said, this would be a clumsy attack on Equestria,
 - 
                                            1205.
                                            >but it would be a good first move if the sirens wanted revenge.
 - 
                                            1206.
                                            >Kidnapping Twilight, and closing the portal would isolate Sunset and the humans from our help.
 - 
                                            1207.
                                            >However, Sunset's new letters to Twilight don't mention them,
 - 
                                            1208.
                                            >and my alarms would have tripped if anypony had crossed through.
 - 
                                            1209.
                                            >Also, without their gems, they are powerless, certainly incapable of this,
 - 
                                            1210.
                                            >or defeating an Alicorn, and extremely gifted unicorn working together.
 - 
                                            1211.
                                            >It's probably not them.
 - 
                                            1212.
                                            >In fact, it's unlikely that Twilight is on their side of the portal;
 - 
                                            1213.
                                            >my alarms again, and the fact Sunset wouldn't be asking for her help via the book if she were.
 - 
                                            1214.
                                            >If Twilight isn't there, that makes siren involvement even less likely.
 - 
                                            1215.
                                            >But where could she be?
 - 
                                            1216.
                                            >If I knew where the portal led I could open one, and find out immediately.
 - 
                                            1217.
                                            >But I don't, and it will do no good to open them randomly in an infinite multiverse.
 - 
                                            1218.
                                            >"There's nothing for us to do now, but wait for it to open."
 - 
                                            1219.
                                            >"Cadance," I turn to her.
 - 
                                            1220.
                                            >"it seems less likely than ever that this is an attack,"
 - 
                                            1221.
                                            >"but I would like you to return to Canterlot, both to alert us if Twilight returns,
 - 
                                            1222.
                                            >and to coordinate a defense if it becomes necessary."
 - 
                                            1223.
                                            >She nods.
 - 
                                            1224.
                                            >"We'll contact you at midnight, dawn, noon, and dusk. If you don't hear from us,"
 - 
                                            1225.
                                            >"you may use farsight, but don't come looking for us. A royal must remain in Equestria."
 - 
                                            1226.
                                            >"Sister, I will remain here with you, and continue the beacon."
 - 
                                            1227.
                                            >She nods too.
 - 
                                            1228.
                                            >"Are there any questions?"
 - 
                                            1229.
                                            
 - 
                                            1230.
                                            
 - 
                                            1231.
                                            
 - 
                                            1232.
                                            Post 31
 - 
                                            1233.
                                            
 - 
                                            1234.
                                            >Midnight came.
 - 
                                            1235.
                                            >My dear sister wrought her magic, and I kept her safe.
 - 
                                            1236.
                                            >Dawn, and Princess Cadance asks to replace one of us.
 - 
                                            1237.
                                            >"I have never needed sleep" I tell her, "and Luna has been an Alicorn far longer than you."
 - 
                                            1238.
                                            >"Enjoyable as it may be, I doubt she requires it any longer."
 - 
                                            1239.
                                            >Reluctantly, Cadance had acquiesced, and we continued our vigil.
 - 
                                            1240.
                                            >Noon, but you wouldn't know it by my sun.
 - 
                                            1241.
                                            >Here the shadows are dark, and the waters deep,
 - 
                                            1242.
                                            >but my gaze penetrates it all:
 - 
                                            1243.
                                            >I see *things* lurking around us:
 - 
                                            1244.
                                            >Nightmares oozed, putrid and malevolent from cracks in reality.
 - 
                                            1245.
                                            >Products of evolution and feral magic also slink and crawl.
 - 
                                            1246.
                                            >None of these are creatures born of my work, but still they know me.
 - 
                                            1247.
                                            >And they dare not approach.
 - 
                                            1248.
                                            >Hours pass in uneventful, if oppressive silence.
 - 
                                            1249.
                                            >I glance at my sister, her eyes open, but unseeing, and still as a frozen lake.
 - 
                                            1250.
                                            >Exactly as she has been since Cadance left us.
 - 
                                            1251.
                                            >The steady light from her horn is the only clue that she is more than a statue,
 - 
                                            1252.
                                            >or a corpse,
 - 
                                            1253.
                                            >and even that is swallowed by the hungry gloom.
 - 
                                            1254.
                                            >I feel it then,
 - 
                                            1255.
                                            >a warm glow of swelling empathy: kindness!
 - 
                                            1256.
                                            >Luna's eyes bat furiously as she pulls herself from her trance.
 - 
                                            1257.
                                            >Our gazes meet for an instant, then wordlessly, we look about,
 - 
                                            1258.
                                            >scanning frantically for what we know is coming.
 - 
                                            1259.
                                            >There! across the swamp, a purple light among the vine-cowed trunks,
 - 
                                            1260.
                                            >fantastically bright in the darkness.
 - 
                                            1261.
                                            >Then another, and another, each following as quickly as thought.
 - 
                                            1262.
                                            >As one they open in to gates, and Luna rushes toward them.
 - 
                                            1263.
                                            
 - 
                                            1264.
                                            
 - 
                                            1265.
                                            Post 32
 - 
                                            1266.
                                            
 - 
                                            1267.
                                            >Something leaps through from the swamp, and immediately returns
 - 
                                            1268.
                                            >pursued by a small, though terribly loud purple creature.
 - 
                                            1269.
                                            >They leap from puddle to tuft, and fall from one portal to another,
 - 
                                            1270.
                                            >their distorted shadows casting wildly about by the sunlight spilling from the portal's mouths.
 - 
                                            1271.
                                            >The glare doesn't hinder me, and I look through them.
 - 
                                            1272.
                                            >Bushes, grass, portions of a brick wall, 2 humans,
 - 
                                            1273.
                                            >and there, just as sister said!
 - 
                                            1274.
                                            >A pendant, floating around the neck of one, blazing in it's insane melange of sorceries.
 - 
                                            1275.
                                            >She's almost there, but already, I can see one of the humans wrapping her hands around it.
 - 
                                            1276.
                                            >Sister won't make it in time, and they are too small for her to fit through anyway.
 - 
                                            1277.
                                            >As quickly as only a goddess can, I reach through the portal with my mind.
 - 
                                            1278.
                                            >My senses stretch, searching for Twilight and...
 - 
                                            1279.
                                            >Sunset! Oh Sunset!
 - 
                                            1280.
                                            >My heart leaps as I brush her essence.
 - 
                                            1281.
                                            >Then, without warning, I see only the swamp again.
 - 
                                            1282.
                                            >The portals have closed, but that doesn't matter.
 - 
                                            1283.
                                            >I have already discovered what I needed to know.
 - 
                                            1284.
                                            >The amulet's base magic is undoubtably siren, but the one wearing it is only human.
 - 
                                            1285.
                                            >Worryingly, there were also the elements of Generosity, Laughter, and Kindness.
 - 
                                            1286.
                                            >But more than anything else, there was Sunset.
 - 
                                            1287.
                                            >"Sister, are you hurt? Why are you crying?"
 - 
                                            1288.
                                            >I blink in surprise as happy tears fall from my eyes.
 - 
                                            1289.
                                            >"No Luna, I found Sunset."
 - 
                                            1290.
                                            >She bobs her head and touches my nose with her own.
 - 
                                            1291.
                                            >"Tears of joy then?"
 - 
                                            1292.
                                            >"Mm-hmm." I nod.
 - 
                                            1293.
                                            >"And Twilight?"
 - 
                                            1294.
                                            >I shake my head
 - 
                                            1295.
                                            >"She's not there."
 - 
                                            1296.
                                            >"That is why you let them collapse?"
 - 
                                            1297.
                                            >"Yes. And Sunset... Sunset is close."
 - 
                                            1298.
                                            >Luna looks at me quietly in response, her thoughts nearly hidden behind her deep, placid eyes.
 - 
                                            1299.
                                            >"So she must solve this problem on her own."
 - 
                                            1300.
                                            >It wasn't a question.
 - 
                                            1301.
                                            >It didn't need to be.
 - 
                                            1302.
                                            >A few more tears fall, and I whisper so softly not even Luna can hear.
 - 
                                            1303.
                                            >"Good luck."
 - 
                                            1304.
                                            
 - 
                                            1305.
                                            
 - 
                                            1306.
                                            Post 33
 - 
                                            1307.
                                            
 - 
                                            1308.
                                            >Twilight did not go through the mirror.
 - 
                                            1309.
                                            >We finally knew, but the question still remained:
 - 
                                            1310.
                                            >where was she?
 - 
                                            1311.
                                            >The query burned within us all,
 - 
                                            1312.
                                            >but with no more clues, there was precious little we could do.
 - 
                                            1313.
                                            >I was all but certain we weren't under attack,
 - 
                                            1314.
                                            >but it was conceivable the Yaks, or Changelings would learn something was amiss,
 - 
                                            1315.
                                            >and try to take whatever advantage they could.
 - 
                                            1316.
                                            >So, Cadance continued her organisation of Equestria's defence.
 - 
                                            1317.
                                            >Luna resumed her patrols,
 - 
                                            1318.
                                            >no longer calling the rifts, but instead, keeping my ponies safe from them.
 - 
                                            1319.
                                            >I returned to Twilight's castle, in hopes of finding something,
 - 
                                            1320.
                                            >*anything*, that would tell us what had become of her.
 - 
                                            1321.
                                            >I wandered about, inspecting each room, and every strange device I found.
 - 
                                            1322.
                                            >Twilight infused the place.
 - 
                                            1323.
                                            >Her scent, her magic, her very essence.
 - 
                                            1324.
                                            >The hard crystal walls glimmered and shone and reflected images of her from my mind.
 - 
                                            1325.
                                            >But my search was fruitless.
 - 
                                            1326.
                                            >Sister called me some time later,
 - 
                                            1327.
                                            >her disembodied voice breaking the silence of the dark halls to tell me of another portal.
 - 
                                            1328.
                                            >I felt it then, too; Honesty.
 - 
                                            1329.
                                            >But it didn't close.
 - 
                                            1330.
                                            >It grew, and grew, and I knew it would be trouble.
 - 
                                            1331.
                                            >Luna told me later that the swamp's carnivorous plants pushed their tendrils through the portals.
 - 
                                            1332.
                                            >Some of them even fit their entire heads through.
 - 
                                            1333.
                                            >But they were far from Ponyville, and no longer held the promise of Twilight's delivery.
 - 
                                            1334.
                                            >She was content to watch from afar until they winked out of existence,
 - 
                                            1335.
                                            >and I was content to let her.
 - 
                                            1336.
                                            >Moments after it closed, another opened.
 - 
                                            1337.
                                            >Loyalty, that time,
 - 
                                            1338.
                                            >and worse, it wasn't in the forest.
 - 
                                            1339.
                                            >But it too, was short-lived, and vanished.
 - 
                                            1340.
                                            >The siren-magic was getting out of hoof, but I remained at my task;
 - 
                                            1341.
                                            >Luna and Cadance would protect my ponies, and I would find Twilight.
 - 
                                            1342.
                                            
 - 
                                            1343.
                                            
 - 
                                            1344.
                                            Post 34
 - 
                                            1345.
                                            
 - 
                                            1346.
                                            >Eventually, I make my way to her grand hall.
 - 
                                            1347.
                                            >The roots of the Golden Oak hang in the gloom like some tentacled horror from the Immaterium.
 - 
                                            1348.
                                            >This isn't working, and I must not fail.
 - 
                                            1349.
                                            >I have to go deeper.
 - 
                                            1350.
                                            >I expand my awareness, and in an instant know everything there is to know about the palace.
 - 
                                            1351.
                                            >Every facet, every groove,
 - 
                                            1352.
                                            >every mote of dust and every atom.
 - 
                                            1353.
                                            >All the forces and energies binding them together,
 - 
                                            1354.
                                            >and each tiny measure of the time which stops everything from happening all at once.
 - 
                                            1355.
                                            >Here, far below the threshold at which I normally leave my senses:
 - 
                                            1356.
                                            >the lingering scent of an unfamilliar pony, and a faint frisson of magic.
 - 
                                            1357.
                                            >Time magic.
 - 
                                            1358.
                                            >I recoil in horrified surprise.
 - 
                                            1359.
                                            >Could their shared presence really be a coincidence?
 - 
                                            1360.
                                            >Unlikely, but of course,
 - 
                                            1361.
                                            >I wouldn't have believed that Twilight's and the portal's disappearances were either.
 - 
                                            1362.
                                            >Even though they seem to be just that, there's more here.
 - 
                                            1363.
                                            >Fear. Twilight's fear,
 - 
                                            1364.
                                            >and the other pony's scent stinks of anger.
 - 
                                            1365.
                                            >For the thousandth time, I cast my sight across Ponyville,
 - 
                                            1366.
                                            >but there were none I didn't recognize.
 - 
                                            1367.
                                            >I search more broadly, sending my awareness down roads and rivers,
 - 
                                            1368.
                                            >Through woods, fields, and buildings.
 - 
                                            1369.
                                            >All throughout my land I search,
 - 
                                            1370.
                                            >but find not a trace of Twilight, or this other pony.
 - 
                                            1371.
                                            >If Twilight entered a portal through time, this pony probably went with her.
 - 
                                            1372.
                                            >I loathe time magic, but Twilight must be found,
 - 
                                            1373.
                                            >and I'm the only one who can do it.
 - 
                                            1374.
                                            >So I gather my strength, ponder how best to use it,
 - 
                                            1375.
                                            >and beg the multiverse itself to give her back to me.
 - 
                                            1376.
                                            >That's when the screaming started.
 - 
                                            1377.
                                            
 - 
                                            1378.
                                            
 - 
                                            1379.
                                            Post 35
 - 
                                            1380.
                                            
 - 
                                            1381.
                                            >Normally, the walls and distance between us would have prevented me from hearing them,
 - 
                                            1382.
                                            >but now, with my senses honed, they roared like thunderclaps,
 - 
                                            1383.
                                            >rising and falling with the tidal wave of siren-magic crashing over me.
 - 
                                            1384.
                                            >Another portal,
 - 
                                            1385.
                                            >spewing it's noxious stew of eldritch energies like debris in a flash flood.
 - 
                                            1386.
                                            >At once, my sight is beyond her castle, and I see it:
 - 
                                            1387.
                                            >yawning beneath a tree, right in front of the Town Hall!
 - 
                                            1388.
                                            >A half-dozen ponies are in panicked flight;
 - 
                                            1389.
                                            >it must have been them I heard.
 - 
                                            1390.
                                            >Beyond it's mouth floats a creature of terror:
 - 
                                            1391.
                                            >a human mare, bewinged, crowned with a single, malformed horn,
 - 
                                            1392.
                                            >whose mad glinting eyes are limned in cold fire.
 - 
                                            1393.
                                            >With easy waves of her hands, she tears hole after hole between our worlds;
 - 
                                            1394.
                                            >I can see Manehattan, Appeloosa, Rainbow Falls, and many others.
 - 
                                            1395.
                                            >Too many,
 - 
                                            1396.
                                            >and all of them echoing with the fearful screams of my ponies.
 - 
                                            1397.
                                            >This has to be stopped!
 - 
                                            1398.
                                            >Effortlessly, I begin casting all the spells I'll need at the same time:
 - 
                                            1399.
                                            >teleports to take me there,
 - 
                                            1400.
                                            >and to move any ponies or humans on the wrong sides of the gates;
 - 
                                            1401.
                                            >masking spells, so she won't sense my arrival;
 - 
                                            1402.
                                            >shielding spells to protect me from attack, in case she does;
 - 
                                            1403.
                                            >numerous closure spells, for the portals themselves;
 - 
                                            1404.
                                            >and a variety of attacks to annihilate her,
 - 
                                            1405.
                                            >before she can bring harm to any of my dear, dear ponies.
 - 
                                            1406.
                                            >Everything will happen in an instant,
 - 
                                            1407.
                                            >and it will be over before anypony knows anything is happening at all.
 - 
                                            1408.
                                            >Suddenly, my heart stops.
 - 
                                            1409.
                                            >Sunset Shimmer.
 - 
                                            1410.
                                            >Straight-backed and stern-faced,
 - 
                                            1411.
                                            >resolute, even beneath this monster's unhinged glare.
 - 
                                            1412.
                                            >"Twilight, you can't do this!"
 - 
                                            1413.
                                            
 - 
                                            1414.
                                            
 - 
                                            1415.
                                            Post 36
 - 
                                            1416.
                                            
 - 
                                            1417.
                                            >An image flashes to my mind:
 - 
                                            1418.
                                            >Sunset, still a filly, in Canterlot with me.
 - 
                                            1419.
                                            >We'd spent the day learning about Starswirl's victory over the sirens.
 - 
                                            1420.
                                            >"Celestia," she'd asked, "how could he be so brave if he was afraid?"
 - 
                                            1421.
                                            >"Oh Sunset," I'd replied, "that's the only time you can be."
 - 
                                            1422.
                                            >Pride and love swell within me.
 - 
                                            1423.
                                            >Oh Sunset...
 - 
                                            1424.
                                            >Magic hums and races along my horn, fighting powerfully to manifest,
 - 
                                            1425.
                                            >but I hold it in check, and watch; can she really handle this?
 - 
                                            1426.
                                            >"Why not!?"
 - 
                                            1427.
                                            >"There's a whole other world right there, and it's just filled with magic!"
 - 
                                            1428.
                                            >A flash of light, an extended limb,
 - 
                                            1429.
                                            >and she gleefully blasts another hole through the multiverse.
 - 
                                            1430.
                                            >Twilight told me there were human versions of her friends over there.
 - 
                                            1431.
                                            >Uncannily exact right down to their names.
 - 
                                            1432.
                                            >Knowing that, it makes sense that "Twilight" would be the one to make the locket.
 - 
                                            1433.
                                            >And seeing what she's doing with it
 - 
                                            1434.
                                            >is a sobering reminder of what my Twilight almost became.
 - 
                                            1435.
                                            >Of what Sunset *did* become.
 - 
                                            1436.
                                            >Until Twilight pulled her back.
 - 
                                            1437.
                                            >"But you're destroying this world to get it!"
 - 
                                            1438.
                                            >"So what? There's more magic there, and I want to understand it all!"
 - 
                                            1439.
                                            >I see it coming before Sunset does.
 - 
                                            1440.
                                            >The glimmer in the monster's eyes, the curl of her lips,
 - 
                                            1441.
                                            >and a thousand and one other clues that tell me an attack is imminent.
 - 
                                            1442.
                                            >But at the last moment, Sunset begins to dodge, and I know she'll be ok.
 - 
                                            1443.
                                            >The beam slams to the ground,
 - 
                                            1444.
                                            >sending clumps of dirt erupting from the gaping maw of another portal.
 - 
                                            1445.
                                            
 - 
                                            1446.
                                            
 - 
                                            1447.
                                            Post 37
 - 
                                            1448.
                                            
 - 
                                            1449.
                                            >Another one.
 - 
                                            1450.
                                            >This isn't the way!"
 - 
                                            1451.
                                            >The largest one yet.
 - 
                                            1452.
                                            >"I know you feel powerful right now. Like you can have everything you want."
 - 
                                            1453.
                                            >Another portal to crack my world, and endanger my ponies.
 - 
                                            1454.
                                            >"I've been where you are. I've made the same mistake you're making."
 - 
                                            1455.
                                            >I'm sorry Sunset.
 - 
                                            1456.
                                            >"I put on a crown and just like you, I was overwhelmed by the magic it contained."
 - 
                                            1457.
                                            >This is far too dangerous to let go on.
 - 
                                            1458.
                                            >"I thought it could get me everything I wanted."
 - 
                                            1459.
                                            >With images of Nightmare Moon's banishment flitting before my eyes,
 - 
                                            1460.
                                            >I tally the gates, take note of where each pony and human is,
 - 
                                            1461.
                                            >and begin to unleash my blitz.
 - 
                                            1462.
                                            >Dimly, I'm aware of my sister approaching.
 - 
                                            1463.
                                            >She must have come all the way from the Everfree.
 - 
                                            1464.
                                            >It doesn't matter now though, this will be over before she arrives.
 - 
                                            1465.
                                            >I loosen my hold, and feel the bottled energies begin to slip...
 - 
                                            1466.
                                            >and my heart stops again!
 - 
                                            1467.
                                            >Another power touches me.
 - 
                                            1468.
                                            >Familliar, potent and wholly unexpected.
 - 
                                            1469.
                                            >The Elements!
 - 
                                            1470.
                                            >Passing in brilliant, colored streamers to the locket held defiantly over Sunset's head.
 - 
                                            1471.
                                            >There's something else too.
 - 
                                            1472.
                                            >I focus my attention on her,
 - 
                                            1473.
                                            >and start as Something else stirs.
 - 
                                            1474.
                                            >Not in the locket, but inside her.
 - 
                                            1475.
                                            >Suddenly, I'm laughing like a mad-mare among Twilight's dark, vacant halls,
 - 
                                            1476.
                                            >This is it! It must be!
 - 
                                            1477.
                                            >Instantly, I drop the other spells, and teleport to my sister's side.
 - 
                                            1478.
                                            >She must not interfere!
 - 
                                            1479.
                                            
 - 
                                            1480.
                                            
 - 
                                            1481.
                                            >Post 38
 - 
                                            1482.
                                            
 - 
                                            1483.
                                            >Here, above and away from Ponyville, I watch Sunset slam the locket to the ground.
 - 
                                            1484.
                                            >It's pilfered magic bursts from the fragments,
 - 
                                            1485.
                                            >then quickly reforms and engulfs her.
 - 
                                            1486.
                                            >A shiver runs down my spine, and I know Cadance is watching, too.
 - 
                                            1487.
                                            >Luna says something to her eidolon, but I don't care to hear.
 - 
                                            1488.
                                            >I'm laughing and whooping and gliding to the surface.
 - 
                                            1489.
                                            >Out of the corner of my eye, I see Cadance materialize beside her.
 - 
                                            1490.
                                            >They trail me to the ground, regarding me with uneasy concern.
 - 
                                            1491.
                                            >They must think I'm mad.
 - 
                                            1492.
                                            >"Watch!" I flick my nose to the portal. "Can't you feel it?"
 - 
                                            1493.
                                            >Probably not, but I can!
 - 
                                            1494.
                                            >The seed inside Sunset is cracking open!
 - 
                                            1495.
                                            >It's roots are sprouting and setting her soul aflame!
 - 
                                            1496.
                                            >Divine fire burning away her mortality and forging her anew!
 - 
                                            1497.
                                            >My Sunset! My Sunset!
 - 
                                            1498.
                                            >My student turned protege,
 - 
                                            1499.
                                            >my protege turned devil,
 - 
                                            1500.
                                            >my devil reformed, and now, at long, long last:
 - 
                                            1501.
                                            >my demi-goddess!
 - 
                                            1502.
                                            >And I can FEEL it all!
 - 
                                            1503.
                                            >My sister and niece gasp as the radiance fades,
 - 
                                            1504.
                                            >I simply lay down in the soft grass.
 - 
                                            1505.
                                            >Sunset raises her arms,
 - 
                                            1506.
                                            >and in a flash the portal is closed.
 - 
                                            1507.
                                            >Two by two, all over my planet, I sense the rifts slamming shut,
 - 
                                            1508.
                                            >until only one remains.
 - 
                                            1509.
                                            >Cadance and Luna settle to the ground beside me in silence.
 - 
                                            1510.
                                            >I know they're watching me intently,
 - 
                                            1511.
                                            >but I am focused elsewhere.
 - 
                                            1512.
                                            >Long ago, when I was put to the test,
 - 
                                            1513.
                                            >my wrath bested me, and my sister paid the price.
 - 
                                            1514.
                                            >Now, across the multiverse,
 - 
                                            1515.
                                            >Sunset faces her own crucible.
 - 
                                            1516.
                                            >With furious eyes and terrible power she lashes out,
 - 
                                            1517.
                                            >the human wailing desperately as she's overwhelmed.
 - 
                                            1518.
                                            >Overwhelmed, but not destroyed.
 - 
                                            1519.
                                            >Sunset's visage is hard, and the girl cowers,
 - 
                                            1520.
                                            >but I can already read her intention.
 - 
                                            1521.
                                            >Closer she floats, in a column of light.
 - 
                                            1522.
                                            >"Take my hand Twilight. Let me show you there's another way."
 - 
                                            1523.
                                            >"Just like someone once did for me."
 - 
                                            1524.
                                            >I watch her take Sunset's hand.
 - 
                                            1525.
                                            >I watch the light of friendship burn away her bitter callousness,
 - 
                                            1526.
                                            >and sigh euphorically as the last portal is seared closed.
 - 
                                            1527.
                                            
 - 
                                            1528.
                                            
 - 
                                            1529.
                                            Post 39
 - 
                                            1530.
                                            
 - 
                                            1531.
                                            >My song birds are singing again.
 - 
                                            1532.
                                            >Their high melodies perfectly suit my mood;
 - 
                                            1533.
                                            >Twilight has returned!
 - 
                                            1534.
                                            >I can't keep the smile from my face as I set out a table in my gardens.
 - 
                                            1535.
                                            >With my own 2 hooves, no less.
 - 
                                            1536.
                                            >And horn.
 - 
                                            1537.
                                            >Cups and saucers here, sugar and cream there.
 - 
                                            1538.
                                            >Leaves of my newest prize strain steeping in the kettle,
 - 
                                            1539.
                                            >and an assortment of cakes and treats laid out just so.
 - 
                                            1540.
                                            >I'm partial to the banana cake myself, but there are plenty of others.
 - 
                                            1541.
                                            >Twilight is coming for a visit,
 - 
                                            1542.
                                            >and she's bringing a new friend with her.
 - 
                                            1543.
                                            >It turns out, the pony I'd smelled earlier, was just as guilty as I'd thought.
 - 
                                            1544.
                                            >Starlight Glimmer, quondam leader of Our Town, had hunted my student down,
 - 
                                            1545.
                                            >and tried to take her revenge by taking Twilight's past.
 - 
                                            1546.
                                            >Of course, the multiverse being what it is,
 - 
                                            1547.
                                            >such a plan would never have worked anyway.
 - 
                                            1548.
                                            >Nevertheless, incredibly, Princess Twilight not only thwarted her vengeance,
 - 
                                            1549.
                                            >but actually turned her in to a friend.
 - 
                                            1550.
                                            >Ostensibly.
 - 
                                            1551.
                                            >Although she'd used Starswirl's magic, instead of her own to create the time-bridge,
 - 
                                            1552.
                                            >it was still a remarkable feat,
 - 
                                            1553.
                                            >so I am VERY eager to meet her.
 - 
                                            1554.
                                            >I trust Twilight's judgement here, but I also trust my own experience,
 - 
                                            1555.
                                            >and would much prefer to have a pony who is both so gifted,
 - 
                                            1556.
                                            >and so recently adversarial, somewhere she can be watched.
 - 
                                            1557.
                                            >Just in case.
 - 
                                            1558.
                                            >But, my ulterior motive does not counter my putative one.
 - 
                                            1559.
                                            >I truly hope her penitence is genuine, and until I know otherwise,
 - 
                                            1560.
                                            >will treat her as a friend of Twilight's deserves to be treated.
 - 
                                            1561.
                                            >So I prance about the table, humming to myself,
 - 
                                            1562.
                                            >and match my voice to those of the birds.
 - 
                                            1563.
                                            
 - 
                                            1564.
                                            
 - 
                                            1565.
                                            Post 40
 - 
                                            1566.
                                            
 - 
                                            1567.
                                            >I hear a pony approaching.
 - 
                                            1568.
                                            >I don't need to look to know who it is.
 - 
                                            1569.
                                            >"Aunt Celestia!"
 - 
                                            1570.
                                            >"Hello, Cadance" I smile. "Are you here for the party?"
 - 
                                            1571.
                                            >Her ears perk up as she surveys the table.
 - 
                                            1572.
                                            >"Party?"
 - 
                                            1573.
                                            >"Mm-hmm. For Twilight and her new friend. I've invited them to have tea with me."
 - 
                                            1574.
                                            >"Ummm..."
 - 
                                            1575.
                                            >She looks down and awkwardly scrapes the floor with her hoof.
 - 
                                            1576.
                                            >"Actually, I have a message from Twilight."
 - 
                                            1577.
                                            >"Oh?"
 - 
                                            1578.
                                            >"Yes...she asked me to wait a little before giving it to you, though."
 - 
                                            1579.
                                            >she pauses
 - 
                                            1580.
                                            >"I wouldn't have if I'd known you were having a party."
 - 
                                            1581.
                                            >"What was the message?"
 - 
                                            1582.
                                            >"Yeah, well...oh boy."
 - 
                                            1583.
                                            >"Cadance?"
 - 
                                            1584.
                                            >"She read the book you gave her. The one to communicate with Sunset?"
 - 
                                            1585.
                                            >"Mm-hmm."
 - 
                                            1586.
                                            >"You know how excitable she is."
 - 
                                            1587.
                                            >"Mm-hmm."
 - 
                                            1588.
                                            >"Well, she didn't let me explain what happened,"
 - 
                                            1589.
                                            >"and just rushed off through the portal as quickly as her hooves would take her."
 - 
                                            1590.
                                            >"Oh."
 - 
                                            1591.
                                            >Well, darn.
 - 
                                            1592.
                                            >"So she won't be coming. What about her friend?"
 - 
                                            1593.
                                            >"Twilight didn't mention her. I don't think she knows."
 - 
                                            1594.
                                            >I nod.
 - 
                                            1595.
                                            >"That sounds like something Twilight might do."
 - 
                                            1596.
                                            >Cadance nods, still looking sheepishly at the floor.
 - 
                                            1597.
                                            >"She does love pop quizes..."
 - 
                                            1598.
                                            >Her voice trails off and we look at each other for a few moments.
 - 
                                            1599.
                                            >"Well, my dear niece, there's no reason to let this all go to waste."
 - 
                                            1600.
                                            >She perks up again
 - 
                                            1601.
                                            >"Would you care to spend the afternoon with me?"
 - 
                                            1602.
                                            >"You bet!"
 - 
                                            1603.
                                            >Shortly after we begin, the sound of a door gently opening filters down to me.
 - 
                                            1604.
                                            >I ignore it, and the clip-clop of hooves on marble.
 - 
                                            1605.
                                            >"Twilight!" Cadance shouts through a mouthful of cake.
 - 
                                            1606.
                                            >"Hi Cadance, thanks for your help!"
 - 
                                            1607.
                                            >"Anything for my favorite filly."
 - 
                                            1608.
                                            >Twilight smiles somberly, then turns to me, her purple eyes heavy with import.
 - 
                                            1609.
                                            >"Princess Celestia, There's a vital matter we need to discuss."
 - 
                                            1610.
                                            
 - 
                                            1611.
                                            
 - 
                                            1612.
                                            
 - 
                                            1613.
                                            Post 41
 - 
                                            1614.
                                            
 - 
                                            1615.
                                            >I am calm.
 - 
                                            1616.
                                            >My breath is even and measured,
 - 
                                            1617.
                                            >my snout is level and my eyes are serene.
 - 
                                            1618.
                                            >Inside, I'm anything but;
 - 
                                            1619.
                                            >my stomach flutters,
 - 
                                            1620.
                                            >and I feel the room might drop out from under me at any moment.
 - 
                                            1621.
                                            >The feeling of my hair in it's etheral breeze adds to my discomfiture.
 - 
                                            1622.
                                            >"You're hiding it well, sister" Luna not-quite-whispers.
 - 
                                            1623.
                                            >I meet her smile with one of my own;
 - 
                                            1624.
                                            >her gentle voice and kind eyes give a much needed anchor for my emotions.
 - 
                                            1625.
                                            >"Not well enough, it seems."
 - 
                                            1626.
                                            >"Oh no, sister," she says with a light chuckle. "Not even we can pierce your facade."
 - 
                                            1627.
                                            >She winks at me
 - 
                                            1628.
                                            >"We simply know you better than you give us credit for."
 - 
                                            1629.
                                            >The feeling of Cadance's delicate nuzzle on my left cheek,
 - 
                                            1630.
                                            >then, as she presses her shoulder to mine:
 - 
                                            1631.
                                            >"That's right Aunt Cely, we're your family, and we're here for you."
 - 
                                            1632.
                                            >With a smile, I lean more firmly into her, and feel Luna's weight on my right side.
 - 
                                            1633.
                                            >They're nervous too, but not like me.
 - 
                                            1634.
                                            >I'd told Luna about Sunset, and Cadance even met her briefly, years ago.
 - 
                                            1635.
                                            >They were both delighted at the emergence of another alicorn,
 - 
                                            1636.
                                            >and when Twilight said Sunset had asked her to seek my permission to return,
 - 
                                            1637.
                                            >they'd all but begged to be there when she did.
 - 
                                            1638.
                                            >Not that they needed to, of course,
 - 
                                            1639.
                                            >but they don't share our history,
 - 
                                            1640.
                                            >and so, don't share my doubts.
 - 
                                            1641.
                                            >Idea after unwanted, distracting, idea runs through my mind.
 - 
                                            1642.
                                            >Slowly, carefully I breathe in.
 - 
                                            1643.
                                            >I pause, focusing on the heartbeats of my sister and niece at my sides.
 - 
                                            1644.
                                            >Slowly, carefully, I let it go,
 - 
                                            1645.
                                            >and send my rampant thoughts with it.
 - 
                                            1646.
                                            >The mirror begins to glow;
 - 
                                            1647.
                                            >They are here, and I am ready.
 - 
                                            1648.
                                            
 - 
                                            1649.
                                            
 - 
                                            1650.
                                            Post 42
 - 
                                            1651.
                                            
 - 
                                            1652.
                                            >Side by Side, so close their flanks are touching,
 - 
                                            1653.
                                            >they step over the mirror's threshold.
 - 
                                            1654.
                                            >Sunset Shimmer, ice-blue eyes fixed intently on the floor, turns to me.
 - 
                                            1655.
                                            >She opens her mouth to speak, but only manages a soft gasp.
 - 
                                            1656.
                                            >Tears well in her gorgeous eyes, and she tries again,
 - 
                                            1657.
                                            >but no words come out.
 - 
                                            1658.
                                            >Trembling with effort she forces her face to meet mine,
 - 
                                            1659.
                                            >opens her mouth a third time,
 - 
                                            1660.
                                            >and breaks in to uncontrollable tears.
 - 
                                            1661.
                                            >Her legs give out beneath her and she sinks to the cold floor.
 - 
                                            1662.
                                            >Luna and Cadance are silent; undoubtably wanting me to take the lead.
 - 
                                            1663.
                                            >Twilight drops back as I step forward,
 - 
                                            1664.
                                            >one measured pace after another.
 - 
                                            1665.
                                            >I can't run, I can't speak; if I do, I'll lose control.
 - 
                                            1666.
                                            >She moans softly as my hoofsteps come to a halt.
 - 
                                            1667.
                                            >I stand over her, emotions churning wildly, my eyes never leaving this one little pony:
 - 
                                            1668.
                                            >the very center of my world.
 - 
                                            1669.
                                            >"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorryyyy"
 - 
                                            1670.
                                            >Her voice breaks as the last sound stretches out to a wail.
 - 
                                            1671.
                                            >Slowly, carefully, I lay down in front of her.
 - 
                                            1672.
                                            >Slowly, carefully, I wrap my wings around her.
 - 
                                            1673.
                                            >"I am too."
 - 
                                            1674.
                                            >And suddenly, we're crying together.
 - 
                                            1675.
                                            >She crawls closer and pushes my neck with her own.
 - 
                                            1676.
                                            >We nuzzle, and lean, and hold each other,
 - 
                                            1677.
                                            >sobbing away our pain, fears and regrets together.
 - 
                                            1678.
                                            >Our tears mingle hot and wet on the cold crystal floor,
 - 
                                            1679.
                                            >as our hearts finally begin to heal.
 - 
                                            1680.
                                            >At last, we are spent, and I look around to see my family smiling at us.
 - 
                                            1681.
                                            >My family.
 - 
                                            1682.
                                            >Cadance was right; they are my family.
 - 
                                            1683.
                                            >Luna, my sister;
 - 
                                            1684.
                                            >first to ascend, and show me my lonliness would not last forever.
 - 
                                            1685.
                                            >Cadance, my niece;
 - 
                                            1686.
                                            >whose unconditional love taught my heart to hope again.
 - 
                                            1687.
                                            >Twilight, also my niece, through marriage if nothing else;
 - 
                                            1688.
                                            >who returned my sister, and Sunset, and saved my ponies time and again.
 - 
                                            1689.
                                            >And Sunset...
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                                            >Poor orphaned Sunset.
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                                            >My adopted daughter,
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                                            >in whom I saw so much of myself I threw caution to the wind,
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                                            >and in so doing nearly doomed an entire world.
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                                            >Here we are, all together for the first time.
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                                            >A smile spreads across my face, waxing larger and brighter as my happiness grows.
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                                            >Luna is the first to speak:
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                                            >"Welcome home, Princess Sunset."
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                                            >She looks up at me, brow furrowed in confusion,
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                                            >before her gaze slides to my sister.
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                                            >"Thank you Princess Luna. Princess Twilight told my you'd come back."
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                                            1705.
                                            >She looks back at me, then at Luna again.
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                                            >"If it's not too late, I'd like to say the same to you, Princess."
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                                            >"It is not, and we thank thee, as well..."
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                                            >A mischevous twinkle flashes in my sister's eye "...Princess."
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                                            1709.
                                            >Sunset looks between us again.
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                                            1710.
                                            >"Princess Luna why do you keep calling me that? I'm only a unicorn."
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                                            1711.
                                            >Cadance lets out a little laugh.
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                                            1712.
                                            >"I bet Twilight would have told you, but she didn't know either."
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                                            1713.
                                            >She grins at Twilight, open-mouthed with disbelief.
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                                            1714.
                                            >"Serves you right for taking off again before we could tell you anything!"
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                                            1715.
                                            >Sunset's head swivels between my wings, looking at the four of us.
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                                            1716.
                                            >"What do you mean, Princess Cadance? Twilight?"
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                                            1717.
                                            >With a gentle nuzzle, I whisper "See for yourself" and let our hug go.
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                                            1718.
                                            >"I have wings?" she gasps.
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                                            1719.
                                            >Luna snorts facetiously
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                                            >"To think a pony could undergo apotheosis and not even know."
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                                            1721.
                                            >"I have wings! When did...?"
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                                            1722.
                                            >A look of shocked understanding shoots across her face.
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                                            >"The school? But how? You weren't even there!"
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                                            1724.
                                            >"I've never really been as far away you think."
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                                            1726.
                                            >Time passes in its slow, inexorable way.
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                                            >There is laughter and tears.
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                                            1728.
                                            >More of each are sure to come, but we're mending;
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                                            1729.
                                            >at long last, I have my family, and they have me.
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                                            1730.
                                            >We'll live each day and each night in love,
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                                            1731.
                                            >for our ponies, and for each other.
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                                            1732.
                                            >Forever.
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                                            And that's more or less how it ends, dear reader.
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                                            1735.
                                            I could keep picking at random ideas, but I've gotten out what I wanted to,
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                                            and think it's a fine place to bring it to a close.
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                                            I hope you enjoyed it.
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                                            1741.
                                            Note: This is the original draft of this story, but not the best one. Another version, expanded, and rewritten in prose can be found here:
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                                            and here:
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                                            I hope you'll check it out. It's much better than this one.
 
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