One Thousand Years

by Tev

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad, Nightmare Moon, Princess Luna
Length: 953

One thousand years ago, two sisters reflect on what they've done, and what they still have to do.

One thousand years ago, two sisters reflect on what they've done, and what they still have to do.

I'm British, so some of the spellings may be different. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.

Edit: Saw the story in the Popular Stories box, thank you all!

Published 2015-09-07 22:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-09-07 22:00:02 UTC

Sunlight

One thousand years of loneliness. One thousand years of pain. That’s what I’ll go through till you come home. And I mean the real you. My little sister. Not that… thing. It’s a monster. I guess we do share some similarities. Me and her. I had to do it. I have to keep telling myself that. I did what was necessary. But not right. I knew before I even did it that I shouldn’t. But I had to. I had to save my little ponies. It was my duty. I know that I would have been able to live in the darkness, as long as you were there, but they couldn’t.

Sometimes I blame them for all of it. I blame them because they didn’t love you enough. I blame them because they didn’t notice you. I blame them because they took you for granted and thought you would always be there. But then I realise those weren’t their faults. They were mine. It was me who drove you away. It was me who couldn’t see what you were going through. It was me who didn’t care about her own sister. And now it’s too late to fix my mistakes. It’s too late to save you. But I have to live with that. I failed. But Equestria needs me. They can’t see the cracks I have, the ones I didn’t see myself until now. The ones you exposed.

I’m not surprised. I have always been selfish. I always tried to make sure that mother noticed me the most. I wanted the spotlight. And I drove you out of it, just so more could fall on me. That is who I am. I’m a narcissist to the extreme, and it's never cost me. Until now. My pride has taken everything. But why did you have to suffer? Why is it me who’s still here? With my crown, my throne, my palace. People come to court to thank me for saving them. And all I can do is smile and nod. I’m a monster.

I’ll bear this invisible weight for now. I know it won’t be forever. You’ll come back eventually. The elements banished you, but the enchantment won’t last. I made sure of that. I can’t survive here on my own. One thousand years from now, I’ll welcome you home with open hooves. Even if you haven’t changed. Because I know my sister is in there somewhere. And that’s enough to give me hope, to give me strength. I’ll never give up on you. I’ll never hurt you again. Just please, promise you’ll come back to me some day. That's all I need to stay alive, though I'm dead inside. One thousand years of loneliness and pain, but it will be worth it. I’m waiting for you sister.

Darkness

One thousand years of waiting. That is what you have sentenced me to, my sister dear. We’ve done so much together. And what did you do? You banished me. You threw me away, because you didn’t want to realise the truth. What would our mother think of us now? She would snap at us and say we were acting like foals. She always was above such petty things. Above us. Sound familiar? It should. It’s what you were trying to do. To raise yourself above me. You don’t deserve to be above me, or even equal with me. You were weak, resorting to using the Elements. And you couldn’t even finish the job. Coward.

Sometimes I wonder if it would have been better if you had just finished it. Killed me. That would have been merciful. It hurts, you know? Being banished. It’s the most painful thing imaginable. Having your soul shackled to a place is far worse than any physical chains. It burns inside you, like a thousand wounds on your heart, tearing you apart. It still hurts. And I think it always will. I’ve cried because of it. I have shed so many tears since I got here. They outnumber the stars in my sky. Some of sadness. Some of anger. But most were of pain. So much pain. So much. And you gave it all to your own sister. You’re a monster.

I don’t know why I’m surprised. It’s who you are, who you always have been. It’s never enough for you. There always has to be more. More power, more adoration, more  love. More pain. Will it ever be enough? Not for you it won’t. You won’t stop until they chant your name like that of a god, till they worship the ground you walk on. They will sing you praises day and night, and bask in your burning light. And you will love it. Because that is who you are. You will savour the songs of your accomplishments, lap up the tales of your rule, and take pleasure in the legends of your victories over monster, demon and sister.

Enjoy it while you can sister. It will not last. I’m coming for you. I will return, and I will destroy you in a tide of darkness and shadow. Your precious sun will flicker and die, and you along with it. Your ponies will see the true beauty and power of the night, and they will realise that they have been following a false god. They will rip down your statues, curse your name, and remove every trace of you from their lives. My revenge, my rise to the power that I deserve. I will pull you down from my throne, and crush you beneath my hooves. And it’s your fault. One thousand years of waiting and pain, but it will be worth it. I’m coming for you sister.