The Thousand Seasons

The mare in the moon... Known as a "pony-tale" about the battle of the two sisters. About how the sun princess, ruled a new era of her brightest kingdom, taking responsibility over sun and moon. A thousand years has passed since then ... As i share this story about those days, breaking my promise of silence ... not as a character, but as an observer.

It all starts as everyone knew how the story would finish: A prison for one, a burden for other. The Princess of the Sun land hooves on the ground along with six glowing stones. Both slowly consumed by the darkness of that sky.

The silence of the nighted day, only stopped by the wind which fluttered the leaves of trees. A full moon showing its new splendor... quiet... immobile... yet a still living... millennial prison.

A whispered sniff could be heard followed by two small snap on the ground. Her face starring at the moon with eyes soaked in tears. Asking herself repeatedly ... “why ?” along with the sister's name. Wondering what could possibly have been the cause of such lunacy, while falling to her own knees... crying.

Once more, she stood up... lines of tears flowing across her face and no smile but a serious expression can be seen, judging by the trembling corners of her lips and then... I swear I’ve never heard such a thunderous scream. Suddenly, A powerful sphere force which debased the short grass below the hooves. Neither I’ve ever seen a pack of timber-wolves fleeing so fast.

She sighed... The horn started to gleam a whitish shade, adorning each of the six stones. Gently gathering them and after a last look at the moon, she walks back into the castle. Passing through the stone entry arch, shuffling her own steps, reeling to the castle library.

Once at the library and lifting her head a little. Entering with eyes closed, as if she knew all the place by heart, walking to a long wooden table with two chairs on each end. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice as her tilted one of the chairs, revealing a secret entrance behind the bookshelves. Inside was a personal chamber, telling by the high comfort pillows and royal adornments.

The Sun Princess magically placed each stone at a time in her personal saddlebag. I could tell that by the yellow and white tones with a star and some purple adornments in the clasp. If you're wondering why this is important, it’s because the way she sadly stared at a blue saddlebag with white and purple moons and a diamond clasp next to her own.

Taking course to the exit, I noticed how her footsteps changed. No longer muddling, but precisely avoiding some steps: "probably booby traps" - sounded in my mind while we move forward. Makes me wonder why the princesses dwell alone in that place. I simply can't tell.

Stepping outside the castle, I followed her straight towards a cliff, located in front of the stronghold. While approaching the declivity, she closed her eyes and her horn gleamed again. The ground was slightly shaking and increasingly wide rectangles were being formed over it: one after another, until the end of the abyss. After gently laying the hoof on the first step, keeping her gracious and elegant stance, the Princess began her descent over the newly formed stairs.

At the bottom, a great cave could be seen inside the cliff's own rock formation. A timid glare emerged from the depths of the den. Inside there was  some small, slightly rounded, rocky protuberances, plants and flowers adorned the grotto sides. Deeper in the center, stood a great shining tree. its crystal form in all of its existence resembled a star, for the way the branches extended almost to the ceiling. This branches were holding small vines which hanged even more round crystals. The tree's long trunk had a sun and, right below it, a crescent moon inscribed. Its roots could be clearly seen, wrapped by some small rocks.

Then, the Princess approached the divine tree, collecting the stones from her saddlebag and returning them to the branches in specific places. She bowed before the tree and, while sitting on the ground, she said:

“Great tree of harmony. I’m thankful f’r all protection thou hast offer'd to us but... this time ... the cost hath been too high ... even f'r me. ” - she spoke while placing one hoof on the chest.

“Please betoken me what I shouldst doth. bewray me how to reverse this...

not wish to be alone... not again...

I just want mine little sister back. ”

Before I could even think of easing her torment and tell that she wasn't alone, a great light shone from the tree. The same stones were revealed, floating in the air, but this time involved in transparent orbs like glass. Each one, with their respective colors, landed in front the Princess. Thus, she opened her eyes and sees all spheres together, while small silhouettes emerged from them.

The first almost brought a tear to her eyes: the green stone revealed the silhouette of a pony holding a filly which had a missing spot in the shape of a throbbing heart. The red sphere showed the form of a smiling pony, surrounded by other constantly appearing smiling faces. The orange one presented a sitting pony offering a coin to another skinny one, which was shuddering retracted. The yellow was displaying a pony, with an imposing military stance, carrying another in its back. The blue stone revealed a pony, apparently with eyes closed, with a hole in the shape of a diamond on its throat. The purple one was holding the Princess attention: it was the silhouette of a pulsating sphere, but the shape within it resembled a pony in fetal position.

She nodded in agreement, saying: "I understand". After she reverenced in appreciation ... a crack sound  ... resonated from the stones location. The Princess watched, startled, while rock layers were forming in place of the transparent spheres, until they became opaque ... gray ... then solid and lifeless. Taken by silence, she returned the stones to her saddlebag, which swelled with the new heavier load.

Back to the formed stairway. Several questions about what happened resounded in my head, but what really bothered me was seeing her walking one hoof at time, with entrained hoofsteps due to excessive weight in the baggage.

• her efforts seemed unending on that nighted day.

Crossing by the castle halls, the sound of her steps echoed through the walls of the empty corridors. Reaching the throne room, a great stone pedestal, resembling a giant planetarium model, stood on the center of the hall. After catching her breath, the Princess began to unload the stones from the saddlebag and place them in their respective places. I could notice that she chose the stone that took her attention to be the last one out. She magically inserted it in a spherical structure in the center.

Everything seemed done. Her body suddenly staggered, with trembling legs and eyes half closed - apparently reaching her exhaustion limit. I risked asking her if she shouldn't rest... Puckering her eyes and with a slight head shake yet without an answer. - Of course... there was still work to be done. She brought her hoof in front of her mouth, giving a slight and pleasant yawn.

Walking through the castle and climbing some tower stairways, we arrived, apparently, in her royal chambers. A wonderful single canopy bed with simple ornaments and long legs supporting the cover in exquisite fabric - a room appropriate for royalty,  indeed. Then, a crimson flying creature, with orange feathers in its ends, approached swooping. Her highness raised one front knee which, in turn, served as a landing spot for her gorgeous pet. The Princess saluted the majestic bird, tenderly caressing its face with her own for some moments:

“It’s good to see you too Philomena. ”

“This castle proves to be unsafe f'r us. We will move to Canterlot at once. ”- the Princess said, while laying the pet at the border of the soft bed.

She began to gather some scrolls, taken from a drawer in a nightstand, some supplies from another and store them in the saddlebag. While I was contemplating the bird tilting its head, with a visage of doubt, some whistles sounded from the beak, immobilizing the actions of its owner for instants.

“it’s just... necessary” – she answered in a weary tone and returned to her accoutrements.

The bird, now in silence, seems to no longer question her master decisions, raising flight through the window, while the Princess left from the entrance door.

once again, galloping back to the exit of the castle. I was waiting for the princess opt by the teleport, so I noticed her horn billiards intensely in accumulation of great magic. however... a sudden stop while getting to the outside. she looked at the sky like rethinking what she'll do. Then taking a deep breath, opened her graceful wings in sudden and leaping high into a single flapping. in a few moments she was side by side with her pet, in way to their new home.

Canterlot ... home of the unicorns and a safe place for earth-ponys. – presuming a whole nighted day has passed since then.  Screams of panic could be heard by distance, coming from a huge village surrounding the castle walls. As I approached the city, I could see those yelling earth ponies, galloping from one side to the other frightened by the sudden dark sky. Guards shook heads in amazement without answers for everything that was happening. i was getting close to them when ...

“ HALT ! Who goes there?! ” - two guards pointed their spears to my direction. drawing attention from the others ones.

I looked backwards to come across a creature that emerged from the top of a hill, shrouded by shadows due to the brightness of the moon on the background.  its eyes was glowed intensely and Suddenly opening a par of big wings. Making the guards shaking their legs and the others ponies crouch on the ground in fear. Then the creature starts flapping wings and flying just a bit above the ground. A strong glare appeared on the horizon, blinding everyone for a brief moment, adorning the creature with the light and revealing the sun princess that was hidden by the shadows.

The sun showed up once more from behind the moon. Smiles, relief and joy at that moment when the princess rises the sun. I’ve never saw the beauty by my own eyes before, still I knew what would happen next. As the princesses moved the sunrise, showing not being a treat , then she closed her eyes thinking “it is done” ... falling ... landing by her side and sliding downhill. Everpony spooked by that, ran to her aid in which she loses the luster of her horn and falling ... into deep sleep.