One Blue Eye; One Green Eye

by roguesoul

Moon Beams of the Coldest Night

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The moon would just not rise. Celestia sent out another stream of magic, sweat glistening on her brow. She looped it round the moon and heaved her head back only to sever the line and dropping the moon back down below the horizon.

Celestia gritted her teeth and sent out the last of her magic and binding the moon tightly in her grasp. Straining she lifted it and with a finally heave managed to raise it to a point where it could contiune across the sky on its own. Sighing, Celestia blindly plopped down on her bed and was almost into sleep when she remembered that ruling the night wasn't just raising the moon. Sighing she got up and flew into the night all while grumbling about stars.

Finally after trying, and ultimately failing at making stars did Celestia finally be able to lay down and sleep. But then suddenly a guard burst into the room, blubbering and shouting for her royal and tired majesty to wake up.

Raising her head and glowering the weary alicorn said, "What, Sir is so important that you had to wake me?"

The guard stopped panicking and said quickly, "Your majesty, it's noon and the sun hasn't risen yet."

"What?!?" screeched the princess as she ran to the window seeing the moon had reached the horizon. Reaching with magic she set the moon and gently pulled the sun up to it's natural point. Cursing Celestia sent the guard away and layed down.

She wasn't tired anymore; instead she was sad and mumbled quietly to herself, "Luna, Luna, Luna." And with that she drifted into a fitful sleep.

...

After talking about the last few centuries with Eris the next part of this intresting night was having to lower the moon and showing Eris to her room. Unlike the rest of the castle; not counting the west tower, Eris's room had been one of last things in the castlenot touched y renovations.

The pair made their way down the few hallways toward her room when Luna noticed Eris was favoring her light green lizard leg.

Lune looked from Eris to her leg and asked quietly, "What happened to your leg?" not wanting to wake Blueblood who slept in this hall. Now that would be the defination of a Royal Pain in the plot.

Eris's face screwed up and glaned down at her leg like she hadn't even noticed she was dragging it behind her.

"I'm not sure, Lulu," she didn't say anything else, but a few moments asked, "The night I disappeared, do you remember anything about it."

"I remember returning from making the stars and passing by your room," Luna stopped talking deep in thought and then added, "I remember the inside of your room was glowing. You were talking with somepony and then you were-"

But the word 'gone' was lost as Eris yawned loudly and stepped into her room without another word. But as Luna was walking away, she heard quiet sobbing coming from behind the door.

Luna shook her head and turned to go down the hall when she noticed a note on the floor. Gently she picked it up with magic. Her eyes went across the paper twice and each time her mind was whirring with so many questions.

It read:

Luna,

I can't talk about this right now, he is still listening. Some day maybe everything will be brought to the light.

E.

...

Eris fell from the cliff; her wings trying to flap, but bound togeher so tightly she couldn't. From the top of the cliff she could see Chernobog laughing as she struggled and smiling as she fell into the freezing water. Sea salt stung her eyes and although she tried to reach the surface she just kept sinking deeper and deeper into the water. Her lungs filled with water and slowly she lost consicious. The last thing she saw was the full, white moon.

But then the scene changed. Her lungs filled with air and she breathed two deep breaths. And she saw him. It was Discord. Oh, she hadn't seen him in so long she wanted to run to him, but her feet wouldn't move. He waved at her obilvious to the large black dragonequs behind him. It raised it's wolf paw to its lips in a shushing motion and then quickly wrapped its hands around Discord's neck from behind, slowly choking the life out of him.

"Discord!" she screeched sitting up suddenly. Breathing fast and heart racing faster she finally noticed where she was.

She was still there. Still inside the horrible cave. The walls were covered in a  green moss and messages from the last inhabitants which normally said, "Help Me" or were suicide messages and the bars on the door carried anti-magic properties that crippled her when it came to magic so there was no escape for this dragonequs.

It was 4 years after that fateful night and unlike her brother who was brought to the dusty mines of the east valley while she had been brought straight to Chernobog's own cavern. At first she hadn't known why and was terriffied. But after discovery she was less terriffied and more mind boggled at her luck.

   But soon that mind boggledness at luck, had turned right back to fear. If she had been a normal dragonequs then it would be right off to the mines with her, but Eris was not a normal dragonequs. At least she wasn't in Chernobog's eyes. Most dragonequs were the same only with different colored eyes and personality and gender to tell them a part. It was very rare to find an all black dragonequs, such as Chernobog. It was even rarer to find a white one, like Eris.

At the moment she had the king's fancy and every now and then he would try to court her. That was what kept her alive. But if she ever lost it.

Eris shuddered. She knew there had been other dragonequi the king had had an eye for; she was not the first. But no one other than the king knew what happened to them. Some said that he had lost love for them and had them shipped to the mines. Others said that the old fancies had rejected the king's advances and that had gotten them killed. The most common story was that every 5 years, which was around the time he picked a new suitor he ate his old one.

Eris really hoped that wasn't the case. The New Year was going to arrive in two weeks and unless the opponent beat Chernobog or the wasn't the case then she was as good as dead.