Balance

by Lunaric

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad, Princess Luna, Tragedy, Discord
Length: 988

To exist, there must be a Balance. Someone needs to be reminded of that.

Someone needs to be reminded that there must be a Balance.

Good and Bad.
Harmony and Chaos.
Love and Hate.
Life and Death.

Published 2016-06-26 20:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-26 20:20:01 UTC

Balance

Balance

The sky was a beautiful mix of violet and bright orange, with just a hint of pink residing in the clouds above. Their warmth holding up the heaviest or the lightest in their times of trouble, rest, or action. For one such as her, it being trouble, rest, and action, for all were plaguing her mind. The most noticeable being trouble, as it is part of nature ideas to show a situation by what has befallen as a result. The times of struggle brightly shining and glazing over the times of beauty and peace. her presence on the cloud slowly turning the pink, light, and fluffy cloud into a cold, hard, and dreadful one. The metaphorical cloud above her head raining down upon her already destroyed parade of love and happiness, draining down unto her resting place, bringing with it an aura and feeling of despair. Others have tried to help her vent and get back up from her halted position, yet to no avail as in her fragile mind, all is lost. Nothing more to live for. For the sake of others she was forcefully persuaded against leaving it all, but still leaving it alone for the time being. She had lost the one that mattered to her. There is but one thing keeping her from ending her unending curse and leaving her to relish in sweet relief. Not the fact that there we be unfathomable more choices or chances, but rather, the lack of those. If loosing one was this bad, how could she deal with more? The desire to continue dissipating the aura of relaxation and delight becoming more and more alluring. And so, she wept. She wept for longer than others could. Immortals could mope for entire years, decades, eons even, unlike their mortal counterparts. Those that live on a limited time frame always did tend to rush things. they would never fully enjoy life for what it is, there is just no way to comprehend what exactly is life. They could live for multiple generations, sure. But they could never quite grasp it, always just barely out of their reach. This, however, would not deter her. She vowed she would properly mourn their loss. So, she wept.

"Lulu, it's time. Do raise the moon wouldn't you? Moping around wont help you or anyone else. I know how you feel, but you have to get up." The downtrodden mare felt the soft fur of a paw underneath her head, slowly pushing up as to forcible make her observe who dared disturb her mourning. As her eyes begin to lay upon the figure she recoiled her head back, frightened and cautious.

"What does thou want, Discord?" The venom dripping from her reaction was potent enough to almost poison any living thing, fatally, including her.

"I am truly sorry about what you are going through, but that doesn't excuse the fact that you have responsibilities."

"We are too tired for this world, do leave us alone" she leveled her head back down to her hooves, letting her head rest so she could begin her mourning again, once the intruding party left. It never does well to show one's weaknesses to an enemy.

"I am tired too, Lulu, but you need to get up. It isn't my choice, I would have you dead as the side I am on wishes on that to become fact."

"Then why does thou torment us? End it now!" The strange being beside her only replies in a long exasperated sigh followed by silence for what seemed like years. both beings sat there, thinking in once case and in the other, anxiously waiting for something to happen in their fit of rage. They sat and watched as time rolled along- uncaring for what it did, does, or will do. The two watched the sunset, it's soothing velvets and blues bringing with them a sense of tranquility and peace. It's bright oranges, reds, and pinks providing a feeling of warmth and coziness. All the while, adding to the ever-changing scene. The clouds rolling by, the sun sparkling off of the landscape in the distance, the wind billowing, moving the grass and foliage below, and the ever-so-slowly growing mountains, coming together for one breathtaking scene. One of pure chaos and harmony mixed in one of the best ways possible.

"I'm sorry Luna, I can't do that. That is our curse, we must take our broken bodies, pick them back up and fight once again in an unending cycle of torment, To keep life living. If I were to kill you there would be a lack of harmony and an overwhelming chaos. Just like good and bad, one cannot exist without the other. No matter how you feel, we must keep trudging along forever. So come along, it's time to get up. You aren't alone. There are those that care for you and your well being. I may not like you at all, but that doesn't mean no one else does. There are plenty who adore, even love you. Your sister loves you, your student loves you, your citizens love you. More than in one way too. I cannot say I love you, but I do respect you for continuing to get up and fight every time this far. So lets see you do that once more. Get up, it's time to live," The mismatched creature then proceeded to slowly get up to leave, walking off through the sky.

"W-why would thou say such a thing to us?" halting the only being to actually talk with her since her week-long moping session began, resulting in him ending his walk prematurely before slowly turning around.

"Because you didn't expect it. That is what chaos is, after all," and with that, he left a visibly flabbergasted Luna left behind, to get up and take upon her duties to help, to love, and to live.