Against all odds, Nightmare Moon has won, thanks in part to the aid of a mysterious creature calling himself "Anonymous" who pledges himself to following and serving her. However, victory did not turn out to be as sweet as initially projected. It seems that during her 1000-year absence, her public image has managed crash and burn far below rock bottom. Whoops.

Just the fact that she is able to command some semblance of authority is surprising enough. No matter, though she may be Equestia's unloved queen and public enemy #1 for the foreseeable (and almost certainly, very distant) future, but as long as her faithful green zealot remains by her side, she'll surely feel that aching void of loneliness and despair that constantly rips her to pieces every waking moment of her eternal life just fill right up!

...Right?

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Originally prompted by the the pic used for the cover, I drummed up this story as a greentext for a couple of threads on /mlp/. If generic horse smut is your thing, then look no further. This is my attempt at translating the story from its original meme arrow format into prose.