Chaos + Night Sounds Just Right

Princess Celestia sat on her balcony, looking over the city of Canterlot. Everything was quiet, her sister's starry night sky and silvery moon casting all of Equestria in a peaceful shadow. It all seemed peaceful, gentle and completely silent. It was one of those nights where it seemed nothing would go wrong, but the troubled face of the Equestrian Monarch could only foretell some sort of issue, conflict or problem that would reveal itself in time. For Celestia, the rumor that had touched her ears was something that threw her off entirely, affecting even her daily routine. The evidence was overpowering, pulling fiction into the world of facts, but this was one fact she didn't want to accept. Her pink gaze turned to the statue garden and a soft sigh escaped her.

Victory.

Friendship.

Spartans.

The statues were ancient, the oldest from thousands of years ago. But the oldest statue wasn't in the garden, not anymore. The statue of Discord had vanished, seemingly into thin air.