//-------------------------------------------------------// Princess Celestia asked -by DitzyDerperellaDoo- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Princess Celestia asked.... //-------------------------------------------------------// Princess Celestia asked....    The meadow, well...., Once a'pon a time ago, around 1,000 years ago there was a meadow. It was full of little critters and flowers. There we're poppies, roses, sunflowers, daisies, and a big oak tree at the top of a giant hill. At the top of the hill there was two sisters, One was wearing an angelic dress and her pink mane flowing in the breeze, the other wore a dark cloak, you couldn't see her blue mane shining with stars since it was all bundled up in her hood.    A flock of tiny blue birds had rested by the two sisters. They had stopped to rest their wings, but one tiny blue bird's wing was snarled. It's wing had red liquid dripping from its wound. The older sister had called the flock of birds towards her. She petted the wounded one singing a soft melody to it. "Hush now, quiet now......" the older one sang.    As Celestia watched the wounded bird, Celestia asked Luna a question, "Luna, Why do ponies love me, but hate you?" The flock of tiny blue birds begin to fly away, one looked back at its wounded friend. The wounded bird flapped after it's friend, but none less it failed. Then,... the flock of birds left there little wounded friend.    Luna put her hoof part of the cloak above the wounded critter. "Because you are a...., A deep laugh was in Luna's ear. She turned around and saw a draconequus. He stroked her cheek with one finger-claw. "Hello my dear, I know something you can say." He whispered as he touched the top of her head.    She became slightly taller, her wings and horn grew bigger and coat became darker. The wounded creatures eyes begin to close and its heartbeat slowed down. It took it last breath and watched its friends fly away one last time. Then, Luna finally answered Celestia, "Because you are a beautiful lie, and I am the ugly truth." She said with a sneer. She turned to Celestia, revealing her face, her hair was hidden and in its shield was her silver helmet.    Some ponies say life and death are sisters and a mysterious force caused death to take everything greedily, or others say life is just a beautiful lie, tricking everyone into thinking its perfect, but that's just silly right? A lot of ponies also sometimes think that death is misjudged, no one understands it, and when someone tries to get close to death, there life is taken from them. No one is certain, except for two little things, it all started on a hill beneath a oak tree and.... there was a little wounded blue bird.