Shards of Utopia

In the very first days of creation there existed nothing. Endless possibility from which all things take their form, and to which all things return when their time has come.

In the midst of all this, a voice rose in song. It sang of the black cold of space, and the warm furnace of the stars. From her notes were formed the endless planets of harsh molten stone and metal that slowly cooled. Heedless of those who would listen, she sang her careless song as she galloped along pathways of dust, stirring the nebulae.

A second voice rose as the first fell silent. As her sister chose a planet in particular to land upon, an icy chill spread across its surface. At the song of the second, green flowed across the surface of the myriad planets, pushing back the ice.

From the ground rose wild plants and animals of a multitude of names and species, living out their short lives in what seemed like instances to the two singers.

A third voice calmed the battle of her sisters, singing notes of peace. The creatures and plants responded to the song and awoke, behaving according to the precepts of Law, Order, and Reason.

When all three resided on the single planet they had chosen to bless above all others, the intelligent creatures there heard their hoofsteps and gave names to the voices.

Rhewedig, the first of the songs, stalked the ices of the North, and was revered among the warlike Ponies who called themselves Pegasus.

Silanxi was given name and shape by the ponies of the Earth who tended the gardens of the new world. It was She who was mistress of the wild things who flourished in the warm places beyond the frozen wastes.

Selitos became Mother to the unicorn ponies of the new world, and from her an endless fount of peace and order flowed.

The three siblings, now Named and given shape by their children and new world, ruled in peace for some time. But it was not to last; a wise acolyte of the ponies informed them of an impending cataclysm.

By their reckoning of time, very quickly they were preyed upon by dark forces. A black Thing spread corruption across the lands, sowing dissent among the three races that might never fully heal.

The first Lie had come to their world. An entity that warped their gifts against their ponies, that tore their fledgeling world apart at the seams.

Through a long battle, the three deities managed to seal and trap him, after fighting him to a standstill. Rhewedig consumed his evil and turned Black herself, frozen inside her beloved ice.

The other two could not erase his taint from their world, and soon fell to the loss of their sister, for none could survive without the other two.

Without the Love and Guidance from their mothers, the three tribes fell to the ways of war and disorder. A harsh winter fell upon them, fueled and worsened by vestiges of Rhewedig's art. Spirits of Hatred and Cold, Wind and Ice named Windigoes that could not be felled by any blade or spell. Yet they could drag off a pony left alone after dark, and little would be left of him come the morning.

Seeking to escape their neighbors and the inhospitable waste their home had become, the three races of Pony made their separate ways to the south, leaving behind many ponies who couldn't make the trip.

Upon the verdant fields of what they decided would be their new land, they came to battle near an expansive garden forest.

The leaders of each of the three tribes met on the center of the battlefield as Rhewedig's Windigoes circled overhead. Very quickly they fed off the hatred of the battling ponies and brought coldness and death beneath their thunderous hooves.

The most trusted of the three's ponies rushed to the heart of the battle. There, they found their leaders frozen in a macabre tableaux of sorts. In their last moments before their end, the three realized they had no meaning to their fighting. Their uneasy truce kept them from freezing despite the bitter winds.

When they shared their food and drink, a small circle of grass was revealed beneath them. Through that first long night, they drank and sang songs of their own devising. The first to melt were the three leaders, who joined the fast frinds in their easy kinship.

Above them burned a magic born of the love for one another as it spread across the frozen armies. In due time, Unicorn embraced Pegasus danced with Earth kissed Unicorn. All of them, hatred burned from their hearts by the powerful magic of their Harmony.

And the land healed, just a bit, of the horrible Scar inflicted upon it by the Black.

Unto them appeared aspects of their Mothers, their own sorrow and darkness and coldness burned from them.

To them they spoke; warm-hearted Silanxi, level-headed Selitos, aloof Rhewedig. Their voices wound together into a compelling Song as they spoke at once.

They spoke of times to come; their adversary was Death itself and therefore could only be delayed, cheated, never defeated or destroyed.

Then the Old Gods departed. They did not leave their ponies unguarded, unguided, and unloved, however.

Born of the triplicate powers of their mothers, upon the growing towns and settlements came a pair of sisters. Flight of Pegasi, Magic of Unicorns, Might of Earth.

The three tribes swore fealty to the two. From the unicorns and Princess Platinum's own craftship came a paired set of tiaras, gold for the light Alicorn and ebony for the dark.

The Earth ponies crafted the finest metals they could lay hoof to into shoes and hoofguards of purest gold and silver.

The Pegasus Legion forged splinters of their armor into the symbols of their office- heavy metal collards as well as plate armor to protect the pair of them.

Their peace was quickly shattered, however, by another attempt by the Adversary to destroy them. A fiend formed of His own magic named Discord turned their happy life and pleasant world upside down.

Through their daughters, and through his son, again did the adversaries meet. But alas, Discord proved triumphant in the end, and banished them from their decaying world.

Their mothers came to them, and dried their tears as they wept. They told their daughters of a Tree in the midst of that great forest that could assist them in their fight. A tree planted over the gravesite of the Six ponies who had laid aside their arms for Harmony's sake.

And thusly were the sisters armed, and re-engaged the demon Discord. The great magic of the artifacts found in the crystal tree proved to his undoing, sealing him in stone forevermore. Again the Sisters had beaten back Entropy, and all was well.

With their new magic they brought their ponies back North to fight again, in the name of Harmony this time. Their former homeland had survived, under the spell of an artifact of his own- the Black Heart of Rhewedig.

Under their onslaught the Crystal armies of the King fell, and they laid siege to his Tower. Their Harmony proved too great for his Evil. Their victory was brief, as his final curse sealed away the Kingdom forever... but one could feel that the Heart had been cleansed of its taint.

The younger sister fell ill to the Adversary himself, who spoke lies into her ears, and split the sisters.

He pressed upon her fears, her disappointments, and bade her to war against her sister. There was no way he could be beaten again.

The elder sister entreated her younger to listen to reason, to divert from this Black path she had been chosen. Her hoof of friendship was returned with a spit in the face. The Sun could not allow the Moon to continue, warlike and fierce as she was, and turned the magic of their Harmony inward and outward, sealing the evil within her sister in her form and banishing both into the Moon, forevermore.

The kingdom grew, and the Princess wept, for all she'd lost, until...

Until a youth was born, a great cry in the night answered by a crack of thunder and a fork of lightning. A foal born of pure Harmony, whose Magic could bolster her flagging strength, who could drive back the Black wherever he plotted. The Princess dried her tears, and prepared for the upbringing of a Queen.