Dusk of Chaos

Immortality is a curse. A curse to live forever, and witness the consequences of the actions your have committed. Mayhaps it is my oversight that has today caused this agony to Equestria. Had King Solaris not desired me to be the Princesses' instructor, the Sun Princess perhaps would not feel this terrible covetousness towards this kingdom. Such wistful thinking, however, will only lead to a tangle of musings and ramblings. I must not let minor obstacles such as this, hinder me and render me unfocussed. This cave...This cave comprises the most powerful magic in all of Equestria and beyond. Where it all began. The commencement of Equestria. The Meeting of the Three Tribes. The Princess had indeed forgotten the Essence of Equestria. Founded of friendship and camaraderie, the kingdom was now torn apart, due to a lack of compassion between the two Sisters. Woe is me, that I should ever live to see this day! The Elder, had let her pride conquer her heart, and the Younger, that had once admired and adored her sister, found the tendrils of envy invading her soul. I have watched from afar, yet spoken not a word of protest, lest it rift this fragile bond further. Forgive me, O sisters, that I have wronged you. I have failed in teaching you about the Spirit of Equestria, the lifeblood, that courses through the veins of each pony, skilled may you be in the Magical Arts.

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The Princess is afraid. She fears for her kingdom, albeit, not for her sister. She fears the unknown. She fears the aftermath of her actions. The Moon Princess is not yet banished. She will not exile her, until a wise one, one she trusts, deems that it will not further harm this delicate land. She wishes for me, to communicate that it is indeed safe to expel the Younger, without tipping the balance.