The Other Route

I find myself taking a step through the doorway and everything changes. The first thing I realize as I step through is that there is now a feeling I had never experienced before. I know this now as warmth. The second thing I notice as my eyes begin to adjust is that I am within a large hallway many times larger than would ever be practical. Within this hallway coloured lights dance across my vision from the mighty stained glass windows spread across the entirety of the gold trimmed walls. Painted all along is majestic collages depicting what I assume to be historical events that helped shape this world. Beneath this are intricately carved displays holding what I could only assume to be relics, as I notice that some of the relics are depicted in the art itself.

"Welcome to the palace young one. From here all things relating to Equestria are dealt with. Ranging from simple political misunderstandings, to things pertaining to the balance of our universe." Celestia states sweeping a hoof through the air.

"You're universe requires maintenance? Seems a little impractical if you ask me. Why not just create a law by which those who live here must abide?"

"What do you mean? Of course there are laws here. All must abide by them or face punishment. Do not think for a moment that they are empty threats either. I have never taken mercy on those that break them, even Luna...."

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean by this. You can't reinforce that which cannot be broken. This is from my understanding of course."

"Law is what creates order am I wrong?"

"I think I now understand what it is that you are trying to say. This is a world in which the ponies are free and able to think for themselves. The same as you. Implementing a universal law would not allow for change, as such this would not allow for progress. I speak not of laws that create balance from chaos. We refer to that as order. I speak only of spoken rules that are not to be broken.