Flags of My foul Ups

   Twilight looked over her teacher, trying to convince herself that she was not dead. The Princesses limp body just stayed put on the floor.

    "What happened here Aces?" Time Turner asked me.

    "Long story short, the Princess went completely off her rocker and tried to kill me." I responded still looking at Twilight.

    "Interesting..." Time Turner walked off naming a few variables on what made Celestia go insane.

    I just started walking off into town square. I saw the ponies had ran out to gallop around. I saw a pony with a 101 on his back, and a cog shaped door for a cutie mark. I saw Berry Punch drinking, well berry punch. I saw all the ponies running around happily. It made me sick.

    "You think you've won this war?" Celestias voice screamed from the Aether.

    "Considering your dead and the only problem I have to deal with is the hell I created on my own, no I don't." I murmured to my brain.

    I kept walking, no pony followed me. I flew away, no pony followed me. I was alone in the sky for once. I loved the feeling of knowing that It's just you and your thoughts. But my thoughts were grim. Blue skies, foals playing in the playground and ponies

enjoying their day. I was feeling weak from all of the happy things I heard down below.

   It all changed in mere seconds. I heard screams, I saw pestilence on the streets, I smelt the burning oil across the fire. I felt war coming for Equestria. The screaming sounded like music, the sickness felt so healthy, the burning oil was simply natural.

   "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself.

   "You pray for others to feel misery just like you, but you refuse to cause misery unless necessary." Lunas voice chimed in.

   "I know, but every choice I make I feel is wrong." I whimper sadly.

   "It's because there is no correct answer for your misfortune. You have to make your own choices." Lunas voice comforted and destroyed me at the same time.

    I made my decision. I was going back to paradise. My inner war had forced me into a decision, this was my choice.