Equestrian Apocalypse

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Celestia: Echoes in the darkness. Stark reminders of the duties

I have yet to fulfill. Have I failed you?

I'm sorry, so sorry, oh bearers of My will...

Please know that Peace will find you, be at rest.

My ponies, dear ponies, say it isn't so.

Say instead the Light still warms your souls...

I've failed so many of My children, the count rising each day

But if I could save that One... well, the rest will be okay.

Only the weak can know love...

Those willing to let the Grey seep in, infest their skin, lead them to sin.

But slow is the burn of true love,

Such hate to split the world in two, like Night and Day, just coming to...

I hear him, in my mind. Not an hour do I pass alone.

He's with me always, but now, may I atone?

To cast aside the burden and find justice for these foals?

My flight tonight won't go unseen - they'll rake me over the coals.

My ponies, dear ponies, please take your final rest.

I'll hold your just cause close to my chest.

As I fly to find the One who upturned the frying pan,

Sent us into Fire - where might He stand?

Only the quick can know love,

Those willing to sacrifice their passion, pass to ease, bare satisfaction...

But well go the loves of true lovers.

Complacency to rival mine, thoughtless acts and dwindling time...

The Fire burned here, not long ago at all.

Such magical power... anypony else would fall.

Could Sunny return? He may have survived inversion,

But Fire such as this could shatter souls...

Sunny: These ponies, dead ponies, killed by their countrymen!

No amount of "love" will bring them back!

Their blood will stain Your pristine coat as it did mine,

Two monsters lost to the ravages of Time!

Celestia: Only the damned can know love.

Does not such passion invite crime? Could any lover keep in line?

Yet sweet is the burn of slow love...

Shackles to outlast any sentence, ignore all consequence...