The night was dark, but Celestia was warm. Twilight’s wing draped snugly over her back, holding her tight. This was the most comfortable place in the world, but something wasn’t right. Celestia opened her eyes, unhappy to be awake. She remembered something. Was it a dream?

“Twilight?” Celestia nuzzled Twilight.

“Yes?” Twilight’s answer was slow, and sleepy.

“Do you miss him?” The question had been burning her. She didn’t know for herself, and wondered if maybe Twilight knew. The mare seemed to know everything nowadays.

“Of course.” Twilight’s answer was immediate.

Her answer was a whisper, “Me too.”

Celestia waited a while. Almost long enough for Twilight to fall back asleep. Had it been long enough yet? Was it too soon? “Do you… hate him?”

“No.” Twilight was awake fully now, searching Celestia’s eyes with deep concern.

Celestia looked over the room, at all the sleeping mares. Each one had come to worship. She didn’t know how many it had been over the years. He was gone, but the cult had continued, and the mares and stallions that once might have been friends and lovers were now somehow less. Legs were splayed awkwardly. Flesh was warped by spells into obscene members. Fluids coated it all, creating a uniform sheen that made it difficult to tell the inside of a pony from the outside anymore.

Somewhere in that pile of macabre flesh lay her sister, entwined and conjoined into one soulless flesh beast with others who refused to slumber. When she parted to find new partners, she would never even have known their names.

At the top of its debauchery, overseeing all from the altar was Celestia. The room was saturated with the stink of sex. She glanced down the gaudy altar, noting its smooth, golden surface and she felt pains from hunger.

She focused on two things that seemed vitally important, but could not place why. There was not even an epitaph engraved upon the monument, and she couldn’t remember when she had last eaten.

The cathedral, full of warm ponies and her closest loved ones, was empty and cold as a frozen tundra.

“I do.”

Author's Note

I mis-counted and lied I guess. This is the end. I thought I had another chapter in there, but it looks like I didn't? I'm pretty confused right now, but since I can't even remember what the chapter was, I think that maybe it never existed. Whoa. I need to start doing drugs. Then I'd have an excuse for my idiocy.