Macro/Micro Flash Fic Collection Vol 2

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Celestia loomed over the city. A single hoof could barely fit between the buildings. Her barrel bulldozed any structure that dared stretch too high and compete with her godly body for a place in the sky. Screams carried up to her from the insects bellow. The white alicorn smiled evilly.

Celestia lifted a hoof slowly, so that debris could rain down. She carefully positioned her foot above a particularly large crowd that clogged the street. For a moment she let them stare up at her in terror. Permitted them to tremble in her shadow and consider how insignificant they truly were. Their pleas for mercy tickled her sensitive ears even as clouds parted around her muzzle so far above them all. Then she dropped her hoof and crushed them. The mare giggled like a filly who had just learned school was canceled for the day. Then she sighed, closed her eyes, and spread her wings.

For a minute she merely basked in the sensation of power. No paperwork, no nobles, no duties. She was a goddess who could do whatever she wanted. This was freedom. This was power. There was no force, good or evil, that could stop her. She was--

"CELESTIA!"

The white alicorn awoke with a start in her bed. For a moment she gazed around her decorated bedroom with confusion. Then she managed to focus on the guard at the door who had come to wake her.

"Celestia, your highness, it is morning. You have to raise the sun now," he said politely.

"Of course," Celestia mumbled.

A few minutes later Celestia emerged from her chambers with a yawn. The guard was waiting to escort her to breakfast. He wordlessly walked alongside her for a short time before suddenly finding the courage to speak up.

"Princess Celestia, may I ask a question?"

"Of course, my loyal knight," the alicorn nodded respectfully.

"What were you dreaming about? You were giggling and squirming quite a bit."

Celestia smirked. "Oh nothing. I was just lost in a little fantasy is all."