Responsibilities

Chapters

Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6

Prologue

Celestia slowly made her way down the stone steps leading from the surface into the earth. In the last few months, she and Luna had made this forgotten catacomb into the central command center in their fight against Discord. Members of their resistance took shelter in its shielded halls, able to find a moment of respite from the battle that had raged ceaselessly since beginning their offensive. Amid the exhaustion and the fear and the loss of war, this place had almost begun to feel like home.

Now it felt more like the corridor leading to the execution grounds. Her steps were heavy, each taken with great apprehension. Her candle cast strange shadows across the stone walls. The air around her skin and in her lungs felt cold and stale as death. Her every thought was consumed by the task that lay at the foot of the stairs.

The crashes and eruptions of the battle above echoed around her, reminding her that she needed to hurry. This night would decide everything, and time was of the essence. Yet each step remained a battle in itself. It felt as though she was yolked to the weight of the world, dragging it behind her as she struggled to move forward. At last she reached the foot of the stairs and stepped into the central chamber, and the weight doubled.

The floor of the room was covered in intricate runes and lines that formed a large circle. Around them, candles, crystals, totems, and a number of other spell components were carefully arranged. Several unicorns moved about the room, carefully checking the preparations. Some of them turned to Celestia as she entered, offering greeting but failing to hide looks of sympathy and remorse. As they quickly returned to their tasks, Celestia moved towards the room’s center.

Here, five inscribed lines converged on the floor, like spokes of a wheel. Several feet from the axis, five tokens lay on the floor, one on each line, each on top of an ancient rune. These were the Tokens of Friendship: the horn of the buffalo, the feather of the phoenix, the antler of the deer, the scale of the dragon, and the idol of the zebra. Each had been acquired with great difficulty and determination. They were key for what was to come. Celestia barely noticed them. Her attention was entirely drawn to the young mare lying in the center of the circle.

The unicorn lay with her legs curled up under her, like a frightened animal. Her dark grey coat was matted with sweat, and her once pure-white mane was tangled and dirty. She shivered violently, uncontrollably. Her lavender eyes were shrunken and bloodshot, and they darted frantically around the room, never seeming to see anything. Her mouth moved, but her voice was almost silent, and she only managed to form a few words, which she muttered to herself over and over.

“No... can’t be... no sense... doesn’t make sense... none of it... all wrong... can’t... why?... why?...”

Celestia stood before the mare, and bent her head down to her. She gently rested her forehead against her student’s, and spoke softly.

“North Star?” The unicorn didn’t respond. “North Star, can you hear me? It’s me, Celly. Please answer me.” There was no change. North Star showed no sign of even sensing her touch, or hearing her voice. She only continued to tremble and mumble.

“Can’t be real... isn’t possible... no sense... no sense...”

“Celestia, are you ready?” Luna’s voice called her attention from behind her. The white alicorn turned to face her sister. The younger pony was watching her sympathetically, but also expectantly. It was clear that Luna knew what had to be done. Celestia knew it, too. She turned back to North Star and leaned forward again, closing her eyes and resting her forehead against the unicorn’s one last time.

“I’m so sorry,” she barely breathed. Without another word, she stepped back and moved to one edge of the circle, Luna taking her place opposite her. They stood facing each other, North Star and the five tokens between them. Celestia could still see North Star’s face - her terrified grimmace, her darting eyes. Tearing her gaze away, she looked to the other ponies assembled outside the circle, who nodded affirmatively. It was all ready.

Facing the circle, Celestia and Luna closed their eyes and raised their heads. Their horns began to glow as they cast their magic into the space around them. After a moment of quiet, the inscriptions on the floor began to glow and hum, as the alicorns’ magic connected with them and was drawn along their path. Celestia felt a tug as their magic was drawn out of them more and more by the ritual markings. Light traveled around the edge of the circle, and then along the five spokes towards the center. As it passed through each of the tokens, they began to glow and sing with power.

The light continued towards the center, finally reaching North Star’s prone form. It began to seep over her, covering her like a gentle liquid. As the glow enveloped her completely, Celestia felt her most powerful magic surge out of her and into the spell around her. It was incredible, indescribable. She felt her power mix with Luna’s, felt it pour into the tokens. She felt it course through North Star, overtaking the mare’s body. She cracked open one eye and looked back at her student. The unicorn had stopped shaking. Her eyes were still and full, though they still didn’t see. Her body drooped as she seemed to succumb to her exhaustion, and she rested her head on her legs, and closed her eyes. Then the light obscured her features, and her form faded away.

In that instant, power flooded into Celestia. It was at once warm and strong, like all the wonderful things in the world that could not be deterred. She felt as though there was a gentle presence beside her, breath moving and heart beating with her own, sharing her dreams and struggles and joy and grief. She felt the warmth reach into her heart. It steeled her conviction. Loyalty. It lightened her fears. Laughter. It filled her with clarity. Honesty. It reminded her of the ponies around her. Generosity. It surrounded her with a guiding love. Kindness. And in the midst of this warmth, in an instant of rebirth, she felt the power and the balance and the connectedness of everything around her, and everything that was. Magic.

A resplendent beam of multi-colored light erupted from where the alicorns stood, tearing away the ceiling above them and exposing the chamber to the night sky above. The radiance of the spell faded to a divine glow around the two sisters. The tokens of friendship had vanished. In their place, five brilliant gems hovered between them. On both of their heads sat a beautiful golden tiara. Inset in Luna’s was an amethyst in a crescent moon. Celestia’s bore a similar gem, in the shape of a spiraling sun. Still bathed in the glow of their new power, Celestia and Luna spread their wings and charged into the sky.

Chapter 1

The hallway was dark. Dark and empty. It had never been completely empty before. There were no guards, or nobles, or servants. The sounds of her hoofsteps echoed back to her uninterrupted, each one tightening the vice of dread wrapped around her chest. Why was she afraid? Why did the pale moonlight that normally comforted her only add to the forebodingness of the hall? The blood began to pound in her ears. She tried to shake the feeling away, tried to walk faster. But the fear seeped into her, straining her muscles and churning her stomach. As she finally reached the door at the end of the hall, she could hear nothing but her deafening heartbeat, and her own mind repeating a single thought in a terrified whisper.

‘This is wrong.’

Celestia’s magic flung open the doors to the throne room. Luna was sitting on her throne, meeting her entrance with a stony stare. Nobility’s helmet rested on her head, and her mane flowed from beneath it. But where her mane had once been a single, flowing wisp, it had now begun to billow and disperse, rising as though it were about to burst into smoke. The helm’s golden luster remained, but it was slowly being overgrown by an iridescent shadow. Luna’s eyes were different – wrong. Her pupils had shrunk, and her irises shone eerily in the pale moonlight. Luna made no motion to acknowledge Celestia’s entrance. She only continued to stare with those wrong eyes, emotionless but for a glimmer of contempt. There was no surprise, no uncertainty, not even irritation. She’d been expecting this. She’d been waiting for this. The dread that had been gathering in Celestia’s stomach began to spill over, and she had to fight her legs to move further into the room.

“Luna? Why are you alone? Where are the guards? Where is everypony?”

Luna’s glare didn’t waver. When she spoke, her words dripped with hatred.

“I sent them away. I won’t have your conspirators in my court.”

“What are you talking about? Luna, the night is over. You have to lower the moon now.”

Luna never faltered, never blinked. The weight of her silence filled the room, smothering Celestia under her own confused emotions until her answer finally brought them all crashing down.

“No.”

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Celestia jolted awake with a gasp. The pounding of her heart followed her into reality, but slowly faded as she stared into the darkness. She lay still for a few moments as her mind fought away the fog of her nightmare. Finally, she closed her eyes and shook her head. She took a few measured breaths to calm herself, then climbed from her bed and stood by the edge.

The room was dark and still. Lingering drops of sweat chilled her as she struggled to think clearly. It was incorrect to call what she’d just experienced a “nightmare”. A nightmare was a dream, and nothing more. Everything she’d just seen had been a reality for three months now – a night whose events had been replaying in her memory almost constantly ever since, even when she slept.

A knock at her bedroom door focused her attention.

“Princess, are you awake?” a voice called from the other side. “Court begins in thirty minutes.”

“Yes. Yes, I’m awake.” Celestia tried to steady her voice as she answered. It clearly didn’t work.

“Are you alright, Princess?” the voice asked, evidently concerned.

“Yes, Silver, I’m fine. It’s nothing. I’ll be ready soon.”

“Do you need any help? I can call for your hoof maidens…”

“No, that isn’t necessary. Just inform the court I’m on my way.”

“Yes, Princess.”

Slowly, Celestia willed her body to move forward. She’d retired after raising the night sky, but her respite was meant to be brief. She still had the lunar court to conduct. She didn’t mind the nearly constant workload. She’d always had a knack for it anyway, and a twenty-four hour day was of little concern. Alicorns didn’t need sleep like other ponies did. It was entirely a psychological comfort for her, and right now there wasn’t much comfort waiting for her there.

Celestia walked towards the dressing table on the other side of her room. She glanced at her window as she passed it, but left the curtains drawn. She didn’t want to see the night that lay behind them. She focused on her reflection in the mirror. She gripped several utensils in her magic and floated them towards herself. They set to work brushing her mane, coat, wings, and tail. She tried to focus her thoughts on the mundanity of the brushes’ movements, desperate to keep them from wandering back to her memories – back to her nightmare. But she couldn’t. She hadn’t been able to for three months.

When Celestia emerged from her room, an earth mare stood waiting for her. She had a light-grey coat and a lighter-grey mane. A cutie mark of an ornate dish adorned her flanks. Only her eyes stood out – a deep midnight blue, like the sky of a brilliantly lit night. When she saw Celestia, she turned and bowed to greet her.

“Good evening, Silver Platter,” Celestia greeted her nighttime attendant with a smile.

“Good evening, Princess. Are you ready to proceed?”

“I suppose so,” Celestia answered with a twinge of reluctance as she began down the hallway. Silver Platter fell in line on her right side. “Is the docket very full tonight?”

“Not terribly. There are a few representatives from the postal service’s night shift union, the usual adjudication requests – none too major – and Mr. Shindig has some “new ideas” for decorating for the Equinox Fair. I’m sure they’ll be brilliant,” she added with a roll of her eyes. Her sarcasm almost made Celestia chuckle.

“It can’t hurt to hear what he has to say.”

“I suppose so, Highness. Faerie Whisper also has the results from the local ecological survey. She says she’d like to present them as soon as possible.”

“That’s fine. I can see her tonight.”

“Very good, Your Highness. I’ll have her sent for immediately. Also…” Silver Platter came to a halt, hesitating before she continued. Celestia also stopped and turned to meet her gaze. “Sir Noctus Crest requests an audience with you, Princess.” Celestia failed to suppress a grimace. Of all the burdens of ruling she had encountered, few were more trying or vexing than Noctus Crest. Silver Platter quickly offered her aid.

“I can inform him that you’re unable to see him tonight. Maybe have him delayed to a later date. Your time is at your disposal, not his”

“No,” Celestia responded with only the slightest hesitation. “I won’t turn my subjects away without reason, not even the great ‘Sir Crest’. I’ll deal with him as I’ll deal with the others who come to my court.” She began walking forward again, Silver following her.

“But Princess, you know what he’s going to say. He’s only here to convince you to give him command of the night guard...”

“As he has for the last three months. Yes, I know. And, as always, I will not give him any such power. Don’t worry, Silver. I will not be handing over the ponies Luna valued and trusted to a pony like Crest.”

“That isn’t what I’m...” Silver paused, choosing her argument carefully. “Why are you even meeting with him, then, if you know what’s going to happen?”

“As I said, I can’t turn petitioners away. How would it look?”

“But Noctus Crest isn’t just some petitioner. Princess, you know dealing with him is a draining ordeal. I don’t see what you can hope to accomplish, and honestly I’m not sure that you have the energy to...” She trailed off again, her deference getting the better of her concern. She was quiet for a few minutes as they walked. Celestia didn’t turn to look at her, but she didn’t have to to know what she was thinking, or that she was wearing that forlornly concerned face she’d been wearing far too much lately. Finally, as they climbed the spiraling stairway leading to the throne room, Silver spoke up again.

“Princess, why don’t we cancel court tonight?” she offered with a hint of hopefulness. “You need your rest. All these problems can wait for a day.”

“I can’t do that,” Celestia chided her. “I have a responsibility to fulfill my duties.”

“But you have a duty to yourself!” Silver demanded, coming to a stop again. Celestia stopped as well, but she didn’t turn to face her attendant. Silver was quiet for a moment before she began almost pleadingly.

“Princess, I’m concerned for your well being. Tonight, were you…” she trailed off, thinking better of her question. “Have you been sleeping well lately?”

“I don’t need to sleep, Silver.”

“That isn’t what I meant. You’re always tired, and distracted. You haven’t been yourself since…”

“Silver,” Celestia interrupted her firmly. Silver hung her head.

Three months Silver had been doing this. She’d been Luna’s attendant up until… everything that had happened. Afterwards, she’d been one of the only members of the night staff that had stayed. She’d been an invaluable friend, and Celestia knew she would have struggled much more in taking on her sister’s responsibilities without her advice and support. Celestia also knew Silver and Luna had been very close. Losing Luna was a terrible burden on Silver. And yet, the mare always seemed to be more concerned about Celestia’s well being than her own.

“Let’s go in,” she said to Silver gently. Her magic opened the doors, and she stepped into the throne room with the usual bustle and fanfare. Silver followed loyally behind her.

Chapter 2

The royal palace held two mirror-image throne rooms, the room in the northern tower being Celestia’s throne. The room was far longer than it was wide, almost a hallway itself, with the princess’ seat at the far end. Grand pillars supported the stone ceiling, which was lavishly painted to match the ornate carpet that ran from the entrance to the throne. The regality of the room’s ornate chandeliers, banners, and armor stands was complimented by the massive windows carved out of the stone walls.

Celestia hated those windows right now. She wanted nothing more than to order them covered by curtains, or sheets. She’d take picnic blankets if they would just be hidden. But she couldn’t. It wouldn’t be proper protocol to give such an order. So the windows remained open, and through them she was forced to see the night outside. It wasn’t the night sky she’d lived the last five hundred years under. It was her own sky, a pale imitation of her sister’s art. She’d tried her best to bring it majesty and wonder like Luna had, but night after night she had failed. It just felt empty. Every pony thought so. She’d heard enough them whispering when they thought she wasn’t around or couldn’t hear to know as much. Her night sky was only a reminder of what had been lost three months ago – a daily memorial she was forced to drape over the entire world.

“Princess?” Silver’s voice returned her to the present. She turned to see her attendant watching her, concern heavy on her face. Celestia’s own expression must have made her thoughts evident, but the earth pony didn’t press the issue. She only asked, “Are you ready to begin?”

Celestia looked around her court. Her guards stood alert. The court servants sat behind the throne, awaiting her orders. Decree, her court herald was at his post off to the side of the throne. Celestia looked around at her staff, then back at Silver Platter, and finally straightened her composure and set her gaze regally at the far end of the room. She nodded to Silver, who turned towards the far end of the room.

“The princess will hear her subjects, now. You may proceed.”

The two unicorn guards by the door saluted and seized the handles of the massive doors with their magic, slowly prying them open. The court trumpeters played their fanfare as the assembled ponies filed in through the door in a line. Celestia looked over the crowd as they approached. She recognized some ponies: guard lieutenants and captains, representatives of noble houses, and the like. She wasn’t particularly fond of any of them, but the familiarity was an odd comfort. The line traversed half the room and stopped. Decree cleared his throat.

“Hear ye, hear ye,” he addressed the gathered visitors, “night court is now in session. Her majesty, Princess Celestia, presiding. All who would seek an audience with the Princess should approach to have their voices heard.” In one motion, the assembled ponies bowed to Celestia. Celestia waited a moment, studying the group. She still caught herself being surprised that the entire group fit inside the room. Trying as it was, night court was far less populous than her day court. Luna had probably had the same realization.

“Proceed,” she announced, signaling her subjects to lift their heads. Decree read from his scroll.

“Presenting Mr. Sky Rise, Lead Project Manager of the Royal City Relocation Project.”

Celestia raised an eyebrow in surprise as a sturdy brown pegasus stallion marched forward. She was familiar with Sky Rise. He was a fast flyer, and so was regularly able to attend her court and report on the progress of the new royal city’s construction without leaving his post for long. However, his business always concerned diurnal matters, and his presence at the night court was most unusual. Celestia turned to Silver Platter for clarification.

“Mr. Rise wishes to discuss the time tables for the Relocation Project,” Silver read from her notes. “He says he has ‘a couple of suggestions’ with regard to the schedule.

“But at night?”

“He didn’t elaborate.” The earth pony shrugged. “Maybe he’d like to recruit some night shift workers?”

Sky Rise stopped at the foot of the dais and knelt.

“Sky Rise reportin’, Princess,” he offered. Despite his strict adherence to protocol, the gruffness of his voice gave his greeting a casual feeling. Celestia couldn’t help but smile slightly. Sky Rise was one of the few ponies she didn’t mind seeing. She almost enjoyed his company, in fact. There were worse ways for the night to begin.

“Hello, Sky Rise,” she said, and the pegasus lifted his head to meet her gaze. “How is the project proceeding?”

“Oh, not too badly, yer Highness. Morale’s good - the boys are eager to work. ‘N fact, I think they’re interested in the challenge. Awful ambitions of ya, buildin’ a castle into the side of a mountain. I’d say you got everyone wantin’ to see it be done now.”

“I’m glad,” Celestia said with a smile. “And everything’s on schedule, then?”

“Well,” Sky Rise paused for a moment, “that’s sorta what I wanted to see ya about, yer Highness. We’re all doin’ our best, but it still takes time. All the gusto in the world will only make a pony work so fast. And what with our estimates bein’ so... unprecedented, we have been slidin’ into a bit of a hole. It ain’t bad now, but I’m worried it’ll get worse.”

Celestia nodded understandingly.

“Do you have a proposal, then?”

“Yes, yer Highness. Me and the boys have been talking about doin’ extra shifts. Like I said, ponies are eager enough. We already got enough volunteers, and we’ve even talked about bringin’ on some more workers specifically for the late shift. Ya know, just so no one tries to work too tired.”

“That sounds like a fine idea, Sky Rise. You have my approval. Do you need my help in making the arrangements?”

“Well, yes and no, yer Highness. We don’t need staff or nothin’. We got enough ponies, and we can find more on our own if we need ‘em. Problem is, a pony needs light to see what they’re buildin’. And there’s only so much light in a day, if ya catch my drift.”

“What are you suggesting, then?” Celestia’s eyes narrowed involuntarily.

“Well...” Sky Rise’s eyes shifted guiltily to the side. Finally, he mustered his courage and said, “Maybe you could see about makin’ the day a bit longer?”

“Then you wish for me to shorten the night?” She struggled to maintain her patience. Under any circumstances, such a suggestion could be considered radical. But especially considering everything that had happened, everything she was struggling with, this was the last suggestion she wanted to hear right now.

“Just a bit,” Sky Rise said hurriedly. “I know if we had a few more hours we could get back on schedule, probably even ahead of it.”

“And I suppose you were hoping I would put this new time table into effect with the coming morning? That is why you made arrangements to see me as soon as possible, correct?”

He didn’t give an answer. Celestia closed her eyes and sighed slowly. Sky Rise watched her nervously as she thought. Finally, Celestia opened her eyes and addressed the pegasus with controlled patience.

“I understand your position, Sky Rise, and your frustrations. However, what you’re proposing would disrupt a critical balance. It would be a difficult task, even dangerous. I’m afraid I can’t acquiesce so simply.”

“But Princess, please think about it. I know we can...”

“Sky Rise, please,” Celestia appealed to him. “Do your best, and keep your workers strong. I’ll bear your idea in mind, and I’ll seriously consider it if necessary. But that’s all I can promise you for now.”

Sky Rise hesitated for a moment, as if debating whether or not to plead his case further. He thought better of it, and only bowed instead.

“Thank you, Princess. Good night.” He turned and departed for the exit. Celestia watched his retreating back for a moment, the denial of his request weighing on her. She quickly shook her head, resisting the urge to retreat into her own thoughts. She turned her attention to Silver, as she typically did after hearing a petition. The mare looked back at her curiously.

“What he was suggesting,” Silver asked, “can it even be done? Can you alter the schedule of the sun and the moon?”

“Not easily,” Celestia admitted, “but yes, technically speaking. The sun will not set until I make it. If I choose, the day will last much longer. ...Even forever.”

Silver looked away, and Celestia saw her try to suppress a shudder.

“Would you consider implementing his plan, then?” the earth pony asked without looking back. Celestia could see the turmoil in her eyes, but Silver didn’t let her demeanor slip. She never did. She always maintained her station, and deferred her opinions to the princess’. She offered support, not advice. That was her role.

“As I said, if there is a great need, I will consider it. Otherwise... the difficulty would be great.”

“Extra hours of sunlight,” Silver considered, taking mental notes. “That would mean higher temperatures, less consumption of candles and oil, more hours of operation for farming, fewer hours of activity for nocturnal creatures...”

“It means a shorter night.”

“Yes,” Silver agreed slowly. “Shortened. ...Lessened.” She was silent for a moment, staring into the floor. Finally, she resumed her professional demeanor. “I’ll notify the relevant ministries of the possibility and ask them to gauge its feasibility, but not to implement it yet.”

“Thank you, Silver, that will be fine.” Celestia turned to the court herald. “Bring forth the next petitioner, please.”

Decree bowed lightly and read from his scroll.

“Presenting Captain Watch Tower of the Royal City Night Guard.” A well built earth stallion marched forward, garbed in the armor of the Night Guard. The plated metal armor that covered his head and back was similar to that worn by her Day Guard, but colored a deep midnight. The purple cat’s eye badge of the Guard shown proudly from his chest.

“The captain’s here for his weekly report,” Silver Platter told Celestia what she already knew.

“Are there any out of control crime sprees I need to be briefed on,” Celestia asked Silver jokingly. The princess typically didn’t read every Guard captain’s report, but if there was anything noteworthy happening, she would have heard about it by now. Silver, on the other hoof, did read every report. It was a point of pride to her.

“No princess. Everything has been quiet lately.” There was only the faintest hint of tension in her answer, as though she was anxious about something unsaid. Celestia didn’t ask. She waited for Watch Tower to reach the foot of her dais and bow.

“Good evening, Captain. How are your patrols doing?”

“Everything is well enough, ma’am,” he responded. “No major incidents to report. Crime rates are low all across the city, and arrests and detainments are down as well. All districts seem peaceful.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Celestia smiled. “In your professional opinion, why do you believe this is?”

“Yes, Your Highness. The new recruits are really coming into their own, and our patrols have successfully cracked down on a number of criminals and miscreant groups in the past few months. However, I would also attribute this to a decrease in the active nighttime population.” Celestia’s smile faded.

“A decrease in population?” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Silver fidget - or as close as Silver came to fidgeting.

“So to speak, ma’am. We...” Watch Tower faltered for only a moment, then continued, “My officers unanimously report fewer ponies, law-abiding or otherwise, on the streets during our patrol hours. It’s been that way ever since the Nightmare incident.”

“And why are they staying inside?”

“From what we can gather, many residents are still nervous about Nightmare Moon. There are even rumors going around that she might still return. Ponies are on edge. And, to be honest, Your Highness, I doubt the... visage on the moon’s surface is helping.”

“They’re afraid of the night...” Celestia said softly, mostly to herself. She closed her eyes as her repressed thoughts crept back to the forefront of her mind. “Thank you, Captain, that will be all,” she said without looking at him. “Tell your ponies to keep up the good work, and good hunting.” Watch Tower bowed and departed. Celestia opened her eyes and glanced at Silver Platter. “You knew about this?” she asked.

“Yes, Princess,” Silver admitted. “The captain specified as much in his report. I... I didn’t feel it was worth bringing to your attention on top of everything else.”

“Not worth bringing to my attention? You didn’t think this was worth mentioning?”

“Princesss, ponies always get scared after a catastrophic event. They’ll avoid anything the perceive as the source of the danger. They’ll alter their behavior. And then soon enough they’ll move on, and things will go back to normal. It’s too temporary a change to be worth...”

“Did you think I wouldn’t be able to handle this?”

“No! Princess, please, I wasn’t trying to hide this from you. I just...” Silver grasped for words. Finding none, she finally hung her head. “You’re right, Your Highness, I should have informed you of the reports. I’m sorry.”

Celestia closed her eyes again, forcing herself to be calm, to avoid saying anything she’d regret.

“What do you think about it, Silver?”

“I don’t think anything, Your Highness. Like I said, it’s temporary. I don’t see a point in thinking anything.”

Celestia tried to concede her point. Opening her eyes, she tried to focus on the petitioners before her. Still, Watch Tower’s report haunted her, and the phrase kept repeating in her mind.

“They’re afraid of the night.”

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“No.” Celestia felt her world shudder as Luna spoke. She wasn’t arguing. There was no pleading, no discomfort or uncertainty. It was a refusal. A plain and simple refusal to uphold the cycle of balance that they’d maintained for hundreds of years. Celestia’s mind began to scream.

‘This is wrong!’

“What... what do you mean, ‘no’?” Celestia finally managed to ask. “Luna, the sun must rise. What are you trying to do?”

“I’m doing what I should have done long ago, sister. I’m bringing my wonderful night to the ungrateful foals who shun its beauty. I’m reclaiming my glory as princess of Equestria, as princess of the night! And I’m freeing myself of you, and your machinations.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Do you hate my night so much, Celestia? Are you so jealous of its beauty that you must make everyone cower beneath it?”

“No! Luna, I love your night. I would never...”

“Then why do you wish to imprison that tyrant on my moon? Why would you have him taint my night?”

“Luna, Discord must be dealt with.” Celestia’s voice grew stern. “The disturbance last week nearly breached his imprisonment. If he were to escape, it would mean disaster for Equestria. We can’t let that happen.”

“You could do anything with him. Imprison him in the sun, if you’re so afraid of him.”

“We discussed this. It just isn’t feasible to imprison him in the sun. It’s too far and too large. Enchanting the entire sun to contain him is...”

“It wasn’t a discussion. You decided it for yourself. You made your excuses, but I see through them. You wanted it this way. You want ponies to look upon my beautiful moon and remember the terror of his reign, to speak in hushed fear of the monster that still haunts their stories and their nightmares. You want everyone to fear that my night will allow his escape. You want them to run to you, to bow down at your hooves and seek safety in the shelter of your daylight, just as they always do. My night won’t be disgraced for the sake of your power!”

“Luna, what you’re saying is nonsense.” Celestia was losing patience, and she didn’t bother to hide it. “I wanted to imprison Discord within the sun, but I simply don’t have the power...”

“You could have found the power. You could have used mine. You could have gathered every unicorn in the city, in the country. Why didn’t you even try...”

“Because he’s my responsibility!” Celestia bellowed. “He threatens my subjects with his chaos. I must protect them. Wherever he is imprisoned, the enchantment holding him there will constantly draw magical energy from whoever casts it. I won’t let that burden fall to anyone else. It’s mine to bear.”

Luna didn’t answer. She stared at Celestia, and for the first time that night, her face showed something between sadness and bitter loathing. When she spoke, her voice was quiet, and filled with resignation.

“You too, Tia?”

Celestia didn’t understand. She didn’t want to waste time trying.

“This has gone far enough. The sun has to rise. Lower the moon. After that, we can talk about everything that’s bothering you.”

“I don’t think so, sister.” As Luna spoke, the darkness creeping across Nobility’s helmet solidified, taking on a deep indigo color. Luna’s eyes and horn began to glow with a sickly green magical aura as she rose from her throne. Shadows crept across her body, spreading like dark vines. When she spoke, her voice echoed eerily, as if two ponies were speaking.

“I know what you’re trying to do. You’ll play the negotiator until my night has set, and then you’ll shut me down. You’ll keep your sun raised high, and nopony will ever see me or my night again. Not that they’ll care. No one will miss me. No one will ask what became of the darkness. All my power will be yours, and everyone will happily worship you as the queen you’ve always wanted to be.”

“Luna, this is paranoia! You can’t...”

“I won’t let it happen, sister. I won’t let you take my throne, and I won’t let you destroy my night. I have control now, and my night will have the recognition it deserves. Everypony will learn to love my darkness, when it’s all they ever see! From this moment forth, the night shall last forever!”

The darkness that had been covering Luna leaped up and swirled around her in an ethereal vortex. Celestia could only see the faint silhouette of Luna’s form against the maelstrom of darkness. A horrible cackle of laughter rang out over the din. Celestia could only watch as the silhouette charged forward, green eyes glowing maliciously from its head. Celestia instinctively braced for the strike.

Chapter 3

The throne room flashed into focus as Celestia’s eyes shot open. Her muscles remained tensed against the attack from her memories. Celestia shook her head sharply as she tried to remember if she’d been dreaming or just lost in thought. She glanced around, and saw that none of her staff seemed to have noticed. She raised her head slowly to avoid alerting any of them.

The room was much emptier, now. She had already addressed all the petitioners who had arrived for the beginning of night court. The lull gave her time to reflect on everything she’d heard that night. There were the typical progress reports from committee members and adjudication pleas. There were the night owl nobleponies seeking her attention for the sake of showing off or stroking their own egos. There were also a few well-wishers from the lower classes, who managed to lighten Celestia’s grim mood, however briefly. There was Sky Rise’s report, and his difficult proposition. And, there was Watch Tower.

'They’re afraid of the night.'

“Good evening, Princess.” A light, strained voice called her attention. She glanced over at the old stallion who emerged from behind her throne. He was dressed in ornate indigo robes and a matching pointed hat. He yawned heartily into his hoof, then faced Celestia and bowed.

“Hello, Ether Shine,” she smiled at her court wizard. “I trust your nap was refreshing?”

“Ha, I suppose. Sleep begins to lose its appeal when you do it as much as I do. Really, Princess, I would just as soon somepony wake me up for court.” He turned to the side with a mischievous grin. “Perhaps Miss Platter would be so kind? It’s been a long time since I’ve been woken up by a beautiful mare.”

“I doubt your lecherous mind would enjoy my methods, Ether,” Silver responded coolly. “They involve cold water and cymbals.”

“Oh, I’m always willing to experiment with new things.” Ether Shine winked, making Silver roll her eyes. Celestia stifled a chuckle.

“I assure you,” she said, “if your services are even the slightest bit needed, I’ll send for you immediately. Tonight simply hasn’t been very eventful.”

“Hm,” Ether gazed thoughtfully at the princess. “Perhaps not eventful. But ‘eventful’ and ‘tiresome’ are hardly the same. Are you up to continuing, Your Highness? You look like you could use some rest yourself.”

“That isn’t necessary, Ether Shine. Alicorns don’t...”

“Sleep, yes, I know. But I said ‘rest’. All girls need their rest. Keeps them pretty. Why, look what it’s done for me!” The wizard waved enthusiastically to his own wizened form.

“I’ll never sleep again,” Silver muttered to herself.

“Come now, Princess. I think this night has taken enough of your mental energy, don’t you?”

“I’m fine,” Celestia assured him. “Tonight hasn’t been so bad. Mostly it’s just the usual reports and greetings. Nothing worth note...” she trailed off. Ether saw her gaze falter and her brow furrow.

“Something is on your mind, though,” he prodded. “What is it, Your Highness?” Silence filled the room for a long moment before Celestia spoke.

“Sky Rise came to see me tonight. The lead manager of the Royal City Relocation Project, you know him. He said work is continuing steadily, but it’s slow going. And... he suggested that their pace could be improved if they had more hours of sunlight to work by.”

“I see. No wonder you seem distraught.” Ether closed his eyes, thinking deeply. “I admire that boy’s work ethic,” he said at last, “but that’s much too short sighted. The harmony between the day and the night is very delicate, and crucial to our world. It must be carefully maintained. Trying to disrupt that balance can only...” he cut off suddenly, looking guiltily at Celestia. Self consciously, he began again. “I just don’t think you can reconcile that kind of meddling just because some ponies want a city built in a day.”

“I know,” Celestia said in what she hoped was a reassuring tone. “I told him I would consider it, but I don’t think I can do it. Not without a more urgent need. It’s just too great a risk. Besides, I don’t... it wouldn’t feel right. Not now,” she finished softly, looking away in thought. A somber mood washed over the other ponies.

“Well, I for one would be sad to see the night be shorter,” Ether broke the silence. “It’s the only time I have anything to do.”

“You’ll sleep through it either way,” Silver said.

“That’s my choice to make and I won’t have you taking it away from me,” he answered before turning back to Celestia with a wry grin. “Besides, I don’t see why you should hurry to finish a city that you haven’t even decided on a name for.”

“I’m sure I’ll think of something clever and inspiring by the time it’s done.” Celestia smiled at the old wizard. “Thank you, Ether.”

“That’s my job, Your Highness. If I actually manage to do it once in a while, all the better for me.”

Celestia glanced at Silver, still smiling. Silver didn’t meet her gaze, but relief and satisfaction were visible even through her well-trained mask of professionalism.

The clacking of hoofsteps drew Celestia’s attention to a messenger trotting quickly up to the throne.

“Your Highness,” he reported with a bow, “Faerie Whisper has arrived. She says you wanted to see her?”

“Yes. Send her in at once, please.”

“Yes your highness.” The messenger trotted out of the room. A few minutes later, the doors opened again, a pegasus mare stepped through. Her coat was a soft greenish yellow, contrasting with her vibrant sky blue main. She walked with a quiet elegance down the length of the room, her gentle seafoam eyes not making contact with anypony. She stopped a respectful distance from the throne, and turned politely to Decree. The herald straightened his posture.

“Presenting Ms. Faerie Whisper, overseer of the Capital Province Wildlife Committee.” Faerie Whisper gave Decree a small nod of thanks and stepped forward. She bowed.

“Faerie Whisper, at your service, Princess,” she said. Her voice was gentle and reserved, but steady.

“Hello, Faerie Whisper. It’s good to see you. Has your research made any progress?”

“Yes, Your Highness. That’s why I wanted to see you as soon as possible. My team and I have been observing the environment surrounding the capital for the last month.”

“Ever since the reports from the Weather Control sector, yes I know.”

“I’m afraid the true problem is much more just moving clouds around. We’ve spent the last week verifying our findings again and again, and I’ve spoken with hundreds of the local wildlife. We wanted to avoid jumping to conclusions, but I’m afraid there’s no denying the evidence now. Your Highness, the region is destabilizing.”

“I don’t understand. What do you mean, ‘destabilizing?’”

“Nature isn’t obeying any of the laws we’re used to. The weather was the first sign, but it isn’t just clouds resistant to being moved. Whole weather patterns are forming and dissipating all on their own. And that was only the beginning. Trees that have been static for centuries have started growing at astonishing rates. And the animals are nervous. Some say they’ve seen dark and dangerous creatures sneaking around the shadows of the growing wild. They say the food chain is reasserting itself, and predators are at its top.”

“That’s not possible,” Ether Shine spoke up. “The laws of nature don’t just do as they please and work unsupervised. We ponies have a relationship with every living thing around us. To lose that is unheard of.”

“Has your research determined the cause of this?” Celestia asked, still struggling to digest this information.

“Not exactly, Your Highness. I’ve never seen anything like this before, and we haven’t found anything that could cause a disturbance such as this. But we know it’s the same for miles in every direction from the capital, with the city at the center of it all. It’s as if this land simply no longer cares for the will of pony kind. As if...”

“As if the harmony between ponies and nature is fading away,” Celestia finished for her quietly as the true implications of Faerie Whisper’s report became clear to her. All the evidence pointed to one thing. Finally, she spoke.

“Is this phenomenon occurring everywhere?”

“No, Your Highness. We’ve mapped out borders, beyond which balance seems intact. However, the affected area is expansive. It consumes the entire Capital province and then some.”

“And what do you predict will happen if we remain here and this pattern continues?” Faerie Whisper lowered her head, allowing her main to drape in front of her face. When she finally looked up at Celestia, her eyes were filled with sadness.

“Nature will try to reclaim this land, and consume us. We’ll see the little things first. Flash storms and predators will claim a few lives. The animals will get bolder, and some will start hunting in packs. The vegetation will start trying to overtake our houses and buildings. In the end, every day will be a battle for survival, rife with uncertainty and danger. It will be chaos, Your Highness.”

“Chaos...” Celestia muttered the word, turning over the idea. Finally, she asked, “How long do we have before this becomes life threatening?”

“I can’t say for certain, Your Highness. It doesn’t seem to be happening at a constant rate. Even if it did, I wouldn’t be able to guarantee it would stay that way. All I can say with certainty is that we shouldn’t stay in the province longer than we have to. I’m afraid the sooner we can leave the city behind, the better.”

An audible silence followed her words. The court guards, usually so disciplined and vigilant, watched the conversation with growing dismay. The servants behind the throne held each other for support. Celestia remained still, her eyes closed as she struggled to believe what Fairer Whisper was saying. Finally, Ether Shine stepped forward and cleared his throat.

“Now now, dear,” he gently addressed Faerie Whisper, “that’s all a bit dramatic, don’t you think? It’s not like nature is going to just gobble us up. We already have ponies hard at work building a new royal city. That’ll be done when it’s done. You can’t rush ambition, you know. And, in the meantime, we’ll stay right here. Ponies lived without control over nature for thousands of years, you know, and they got on just fine. We’ll be fine as long as we watch out for each other, wouldn’t you say?”

“Well, um, that is... I suppose my report might have exaggerated the danger. All of our findings indicated that the return of natural forces will soon make life as we know it impossible. But perhaps our observations were inaccurate. I’m sorry, Your Highness, I’ll reconduct them at once.”

“No, that won’t be necessary,” Celestia interrupted her and any further remarks from Ether Shine. Faerie Whisper hadn’t made a mistake. The pegasus didn’t like confrontation, and was trying to avoid a dispute with the magician. Celestia knew that, if she had seen fit to bring this matter to court herself, the danger was very real, and likely imminent. Ether Shine knew it too. The nervous glances he kept casting towards Celestia gave him away. He was only trying to keep her from arriving at a course of action that was seeming more and more inevitable.

“Please continue to monitor the situation, Faerie Whisper, and keep me informed. Ether, I want you and your magicians to work with her and the earth pony representatives to try and slow the spread of disharmony. Buy us as much time as you can. I’ll make arrangements for the new royal city to be completed as soon as possible. Once it’s finished, we shall relocate the city’s population, and any of the local wildlife that will still follow us, to the new castle.”

“Princess, I...” Ether tried to protest.

“This is an order, Ether. Time is against us, and we must act if we are to ensure the survival of the city’s ponies. ...Even if it means forcing ourselves ahead of schedule.”

Ether was silent for a moment, searching Celestia’s face. Finally he bowed.

“I’ll put my best unicorns on the task, Your Highness,” he said solemnly, before stepping to the side. As he did, the doors to the throne room opened, and a dark grey pony walked through. He trotted briskly up to the throne and bowed before Celestia.

“The honourable Sir Noctus Crest has arrived at the palace, and wishes an audience with Her Highness.”

“The princess is preoccupied right now,” Silver snapped. “Sir Crest may wait until she is ready to see him. If he doesn’t like that, he may go home.”

“Silver,” Celestia chided her attendant gently, before turning back to the messenger. “Thank you, I’ll see him now. Send him in, please.” The pony bowed again, and swiftly left the room. Celestia turned back to the pegasus in front of her.

“Thank you, Faerie Whisper. You’re excused.”

“Thank you, Your Highness,” the mare said with a gentle bow. “Good night.” She turned and strode gracefully out of the room.

“Well,” Ether muttered with a sigh, “if it’s the Crest boy, I think I’ll call it a night. I don’t have that many years left, and if I wanted to waste them on a rant I’d give one of my own.” He began walking towards the wall behind the throne, then stopped pensively. He turned to Celestia. “Princess, please be careful about what you choose to do. You can’t make this decision recklessly.”

“I’m not, but the situation has become far more urgent. I know the balance between day and night is delicate...”

“To Hell with the balance! I’m not worried about the machinations of the universe, I’m worried about you. You can’t pretend to be alright with this idea, I know you’re not. Princess, it’s only been three months...”

“This is in front of us now, and I must do something if I’m to protect everyone. I can’t afford to dwell on the past.”

“You can’t afford not to face it. What happened with Princess Luna...”

“Luna is gone, Ether! My subjects are here now. I have to take care of the ponies who need me. If I’d worried about that from the beginning, I would never...” her voice began to break, and she paused to steady herself. “This is all I can do now. It’s my duty. It’s all I have a right to.”

Ether Shine looked at her at a loss. Finally, he turned away.

“Good night, Princess,” he said as he started walking again. With a flash, he was consumed by a sphere of magic and winked away. A nervous silence pervaded the room in his absence. Finally, Silver broke it.

“Faerie Whisper wouldn’t have brought this to our attention if she didn’t believe it was important.” Her voice was quiet, as if she were speaking to herself as much as to Celestia. When Celestia said nothing, she turned and spoke firmly. “I think you’re right, Princess. We need to take action. We can’t afford to wait.” Still Celestia said nothing. Silver let her gaze fall to the floor and sat quietly. After a long silence, Celestia spoke softly.

“Luna and I came to this place long ago because it was free of Discord’s influence. By some miracle, this land alone was free of his disharmony. And now I’m being forced to flee from it, because it’s the one place in the world where disharmony has returned.” She paused, and then, even more quiety, added, “And I think I caused it.”

Chapter 4

The shadowy mass slammed into Celestia, launching her into the air. A flap of her wings steadied her course, and she landed deftly on her hooves. Her body ached from the impact, but she quickly shook it away as she looked back at her attacker. A jet black pony stood where she had been. The creature was the same size and build as she was, with a long horn on her head and grand wings that stood outstretched in martial readiness. The creature’s mane and tail were twin seas of shimmering darkness that billowed freely into the air. Celestia felt the air catch in her lungs as she observed the figure, and realized that Nobility’s helmet rested atop her head. She wore Luna’s shoes and necklace, but they had been warped and twisted into menacing travesties of themselves. The figure’s eyes glistened with malice, and her mouth curled into a wicked sneer.

“What’s wrong, Celestia? Surprised to see me fighting back? Did you expect me to simply roll over and surrender my crown when I learned the truth? Or did you simply think me too weak to ever be able to challenge you?”

“Luna?” Celestia whispered. The air in her lungs felt like ice. Her mind reeled and screamed as she observed the monstrosity her sister had become. The black alicorn chuckled disdainfully.

“No. Luna is gone. She was weak - submissive. Always bowing to your wishes and following your lead, even when it would lead her to her own downfall. No, I accept that weakness no longer. I have embraced the dark magic of the night that you always feared, and it has made me strong. It has given me the power to face you, to stand above you. I have become a bringer of true darkness, the herald of the night’s eternal splendor and terror. I am Nightmare Moon. My night has risen!”

With a howl of laughter, Nightmare Moon’s mane swirled once more into a vortex of darkness, rising high above her head. Lightning flashed from the storm, released by the sheer volume of magical energy it contained. Still laughing madly, the dark mare lowered her head and stamped her hoof against the ground, and her horn began to glow with a sickening dark energy. With a sadistic shout, she charged forward toward Celestia.

Celestia lowered her own head, forcing the panic and fear from her mind, and trying to silence the voice that continued to scream in the back of her head.

‘This is wrong!’

Her own horn began to glow with the radiant warmth of the sun. Stamping her hoof against the ground, she threw herself towards Nightmare Moon. Her heart pounded as she narrowed the gap with her opponent. The clatter of their hooves striking the ground sounded like a thousand ponies charging into battle. Celestia saw the hatred in Nightmare Moon’s eyes flare as she anticipated the strike. The distance disappeared, and the two mares clashed. The opposition of the two powerful mares was like a storm of terrible power. The impact shook the entire castle, causing the stone walls and pillars to crack. Their magic swirled around them, striking at each other like enraged animals. The sheer power of Nightmare Moon’s magic caught Celestia unaware, and she was quickly hurled backwards. Nightmare pressed the advantage and charged again. Recovering quickly, Celestia steadied herself and rose to meet the mare’s charge, now prepared for the immensity of her power. She brought all of her own magic to bear, and the two met with a flurry of magic that put the previous clash to shame.

The two locked horns as their magic did battle around them. Celestia grimaced from the effort, but Nightmare Moon only grinned wider, and finally began to laugh.

“That’s it,” she goaded softly. Finally, the two separated, leaping backwards. The fallout of the clash erupted outwards, shattering the windows of the throne room. Taking the initiative, Celestia charged again. Nightmare Moon’s insane grin grew as they clashed and glanced off each other with a terrible crash. They struck at each other, charging again and again. Each time their immense powers clashed, they threatened to bring down the entire room.

“That’s it!” Nightmare Moon cried, charging forward into Celestia’s assault and locking horns with her once more. “This is the way it was always meant to be! You and me, fighting for absolute rule of Equestria. It’s what you’ve always wanted - your chance to take what’s mine. But I won’t let you. I’ll take everything from you. Come, sun bringer. Fight me. On your ground, by your terms, I will defeat you. Let me have my victory!”

Nightmare Moon released a wave magical energy that sent Celestia flying backwards. Caught off guard, she fell bodily to the floor. Nightmare Moon charged again, her magical aura writhing around her. Celestia’s horn glowed as she fired beams of searing light towards her opponent, forcing the dark mare from her path. With another surge, she tore a segment of a nearby column free and hurled it at Nightmare Moon. Nightmare retreated, granting Celestia time to reach her feet. She panted heavily as she stared down the night mare. She could feel her magic beginning to tire, but Nightmare Moon showed no signs of slowing. The dark powers the night had bestowed upon her were great, indeed. At the current pace, she wasn’t certain she could prevail. She needed more power - enough to counter Nightmare Moon. The Elements of Harmony were her only hope. She steadied herself, forcing her mind to focus on the image of the chamber in which the Elements were stored. As her horn began to glow, Nightmare Moon reared, and lightning crashed behind her.

“Let me have my kingdom!” She charged Celestia again. With a final burst of energy, Celestia cast her spell. As Nightmare Moon leaped towards her, a field of magic surrounded them both, and the world flashed to white.

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The doors of the throne room flew open. Through them walked a tall unicorn stallion with a dark grey coat and a black mane. He walked with an air of intrinsic authority, in contrast with the reverent submission shown by most of the ponies who entered Celestia’s court. His violet eyes focused on Celestia as he approached, offering no regard to any of the other ponies around him. His face was was the stony scowl of one who feels his precious time is being wasted. By Celestia’s side, Silver appeared to be resisting the urge to shirk her duties and excuse herself from the throne room. In actuality, Celestia knew she’d rather leave the castle entirely.

A skinny brown earth pony scampered past the grey stallion and towards Decree’s position. The court herald retrieved his scroll and unfurled it as if to announce the new visitor, but paid it no actual mind, instead looking at the galloping newcomer with expectant annoyance. The small pony skidded to a halt beside Decree, hastily retrieving a scroll of his own and unrolling it with his hooves.

“Presenting the Honourable Sir Noctus Crest,” the pony announced, still somewhat short of breath, “son of Boreus Crest, grandson of Solarus Crest, and esteemed patriarch of House Crest, faithful servants of the princess of the night, and appointed stewards of the nocturnal domain of Equestria.” The impromptu herald finished with a gasp, rolled up his scroll, and bowed deeply to the stallion. Decree closed his own scroll with a not-so-subtle roll of his eyes. Celestia was afraid Silver’s teeth were about to crack from how hard she was grinding them.

The stallion came to a halt in front of the throne and bowed to Celestia. The princess offered as much of a smile as she could manage.

“Hello, Noctus. What can I do for you?” The grey pony raised his head and met Celestia’s gaze, his stony visage unchanging.

“Princess Celestia, I humbly request answers for my family’s grievances. Why have you not transferred authority of the Night Guard to our control?”

“I was not aware that I was to do so.”

“Please do not trouble yourself with plays at ignorance, Your Highness. Are the Crests not the stewards of the night?”

“Yes, you are...”

“Then why have you denied us the right that you and Princess Luna, yourselves, appointed us?”

“I have done no such thing, Noctus. Command of the Night Guard belongs to the princess of the night.”

“The princess of the night has fallen. Her authority now passes to us.”

“As I informed you and your family members in response to your numerous petitions, I have assumed Luna’s duties, including sovereignty of the night and command of the Guard.”

“Your Highness, this is our duty. It is our right. Why do you deny us?”

“Noctus, please understand. Right now the entire kingdom is in a state of unrest. I must ensure that the affairs of the kingdom continue as they always have.”

“Princess, has my house not served the royal family dutifully since the fall of Discord?” Noctus demanded. His tone was growing more impatient.

“Yes, nearly without exception.”

“Then do you not trust us with carrying out this task - the task you specifically appointed us for?” Noctus stomped a hoof to emphasize his point.

“Even between trustworthy allies, one’s intent can be misinterpreted. Even though your family may intend to follow my orders, your actions may end up differing from what I wish - from what must happen. I’m sorry, Noctus, there is too much at stake right now. I need to attend to this personally.”

“If you want to reassure the citizens, then you must give them order. They must see that, even though their princess has betrayed them, the laws and institutes of Equestria remain ever standing for them to lean against. Only the established order can bring comfort to the panicked masses.”

“Luna was the established order, Noctus. There was no contingency for... for the permanent removal of a ruling princess. The future is left to my discretion now. And it is my discretion that the governing and protection of the night must remain consolidated at this time.”

“How can you expect to restore peace to the night if the citizens cannot look to the noble houses for strength? This is a disruption of our sacred rites. It will not be allowed to stand!”

“Mind your words, Noctus,” Celestia’s tone took on an icy edge. “They can be misinterpreted as easily as mine.” The room grew silent in the wake of her warning. Noctus glanced hastily around the room, for the first time acknowledging the presence of ponies other than Celestia. Tension had mounted among the court members as Noctus’ demands persisted, and they now regarded him with anxiousness, or even barely withheld disdain. The guard ponies were especially on edge, and had inched forward from their regular posts as if to separate the princess from her visitor, or charge him at a moment’s notice. Under the stares of the armed guards, Noctus’ bluster deflated slightly. He turned his attention back to Celestia with forced humility.

“Princess, I only mean that I fear for how Equestria’s citizenry may respond to your decision. The Crests have long served as the stewards of the night. We are a beacon of tradition to the ponies of Equestria, in a domain that many do not understand. And after Nightmare Moon’s vicious attack, they’re fearful. They may see this move as alarmingly unconventional.”

“If my subjects are disturbed by my assuming Luna’s responsibilities, I will act as needed to ensure their well being. Until then, however, I must act as I feel is appropriate.”

“And do you know that they will voice their concerns so calmly, Your Highness? Are you certain that they will ask you to step aside, and let the established order have its way? Will they trust you to? What if all they see is another usurper - another tyrant trying to trap them underhoof?”

“Do you believe the citizens of Equestria would be so quick to condemn my character? Do they believe me to be some aspiring despot?”

“It doesn’t matter what they believe of you, Princess. They are frightened, and in their panic the mob will cry anything to give an outlet to their fear. If they even remotely believe you may give rise to another Nightmare Moon... I shudder to think of what they might do. How can you trust your reign to minds as fickle as those, and not to us?”

Celestia closed her eyes and exhaled. Silver had been right: dealing with Noctus was quickly taking a toll on her energy. She needed this to end.

“You’re wrong, Noctus.” she said firmly, opening her eyes. Her next words didn’t come easily, but she felt a growing need to say them. “The ponies of Equestria are good and reasonable. If their faith in me falters, it is because I have not fulfilled my duties. If I do what is right, they will not turn against me.”

“Princess, you can’t...”

“That’s enough.” Silver Platter’s interruption elicited a jolt of surprise from everypony in the room, including Celestia. She was standing, staring down Noctus coldly. “Your princess has given you her decision, Sir Crest, and your continued requests that she change it are growing worryingly insolent.”

Noctus recovered from his shock quickly. A cruel gleam flashed through his eyes, before he turned back to Celestia.

“And this, Your Highness! It is this that will put everypony on edge. When you surround yourselves with leftover conspirators like these, the citizens can’t help but wonder what you intend to do. If you wish to establish strength and security in your new order, you must show them who is truly in charge. You must show them who they can trust, and that no conniving cast offs of the fallen princess are left corrupting the throne.”

“Noctus, what are you talking about?” Celestia asked. “I don’t follow.”

“There’s nothing to follow,” Silver said with growing agitation. “This has descended into conspiracy. I think you’ve occupied enough of the Princess’ time tonight, Crest, and your own. Please see yourself out before you’re escorted out.”

“Are you trying to interfere with my advice, Miss Platter? Are you trying to subvert my counsel to the throne? You should be cautious, your true colors are showing.”

“As are yours! You come here waving hypothetical coups and babbling about ‘new orders’. Did you think this would be your opportunity? With Luna gone you could finally make a bid for your power?”

"Do not mock my intentions, servant. Once Celestia has discarded you and the rest of Luna’s wretched reign, she will need ponies she can trust to see to it that her will is carried out.”

The impact of his words left everyone stunned.

“Discard... my sister’s reign?”

“You bastard,” Silver was nearly snarling.

“The ponies of Equestria will never again accept Luna as their princess,” Noctus said matter of factly, as if surprised he had to explain it. “She is a criminal, a conquering enemy. They will not feel safe while traces of her reign linger. You must know this, Princess. Surely you had intended to dissolve her throne and assume sole authority of Equestria.”

“No... No, I never intended... I stopped her because I had to. But I never meant to replace her. I couldn’t!”

“Princess, I know you are still hurt by Princess Luna’s betrayal. It was such a terrible revelation. We are all still struggling to recover. But that’s why you must do what you can to help everypony in that struggle. Grant my house the dominion of the night...”

“So you can hold power over the night for yourself? Is that your idea of recovery?”

“I am trying to restore the nighttime to glory. I will give the ponies of this city a new guard, with a new face - one they can put their faith in.”

“You would undo her entire reign?” Silver spoke softly through clenched teeth. “Do away with everything she ever was?!”

“Of course I would! Luna has shown her true self. There can be no redemption for her.”

“Enough!” Silver screamed. “Guards, remove this stallion at once!” Two unicorn guards leapt forwards, spears brandished at Noctus. Purple energy emanated from their horns, surrounding the stallion in a sphere of magic. With looks of vindictive satisfaction, they began pushing the sphere towards the exit.

“What are you doing?!” Noctus demanded.

“Luna never trusted you, Noctus,” Silver glowered at him, all pretenses of courtesy and subordination thoroughly abandoned, “and she was right not to. You are greedy, and remorseless. You care only for your own desires. I won’t allow you to turn Luna’s trusted soldiers into your own personal terror brigade.”

“Stop this!” Noctus shouted at the guards who were moving him backwards. “By the power of the House of Crest, I order you to stand down immediately!”

The guards came to a halt, but didn’t lower the magical field. Torn between allegiances, they looked back to Celestia for their orders. The princess remained dazed by Noctus’ words, barely seeming to register the situation around her. Taking advantage of his captors’ confusion, Noctus focused his own magic. A flash of his aura expanded and shattered his prison. He dashed through the magic shards of the dying spell and past the stunned guards. He raced to the foot of her throne.

“Do you see, Princess?” he said, pointing an accusing hoof at Silver. “Even now, the remnants of Luna’s court cling to the one who betrayed us. Ponies like them prevent us from moving forward. Luna’s reign is a poison that still taints our night. But you can change that. Put an end to this nightmare.”

Noctus’ voice echoed in the silence that followed. Celestia continued to starte into the space between them as her thoughts struggled with each other. Finally, Noctus grew impatient.

“Your Highness!”

The stallion’s sharp voice brought Celestia back to the present. She remained silent for a moment. Finally, she turned her gaze to Noctus.

“No,” she said. “No I won’t.”

“Why do you relent now? You’ve already come so far.”

“No!” Celestia’s felt her voice waver as she spoke. “Everything I’ve done was to keep Equestria safe. But I would never supplant my sister’s rule.”

“You have your answer, Crest,” Silver said, “Now leave at once.”

“Celestia, your compassion blinds you. Your sister’s throne was only ever meant to impede you. It was a hindrance to what you could accomplish for everyone.”

“You’re wrong! I value my sister’s sovereignty. I always have.”

“Noctus, get out!”

“The vestiges of Nightmare Moon still haunt your kingdom. Only your absolute reign can give the citizens of Equestria hope. They need this.”

“I can’t. I haven’t the right. My reign is no more righteous, I don’t believe that!”

“You do have the right. It is your duty, and the duty of House Crest to take up the mantel of the night. My queen, we are...”

“I AM NOT YOUR QUEEN!”

Celestia’s cry seemed to ring from every corner of the room, shaking the walls as though intent on tearing them down. Ponies around the room instinctively fled from its ferocity, diving for cover as if the sound itself would tear them apart. Noctus dropped to his belly, his eyes wide with the terror of a victim trapped before death itself. Even Silver recoiled from Celestia’s side, shrinking to the ground as she looked fearfully at her princess. The alicorn stood, wings outstretched, eyes blazing orange and mane flaring like a raging inferno. Her face contorted as much in agony and desperation as in rage.

Finally, the echoes of Celestia’s outcry subsided, and silence rang through the room. Her mane and eyes lost their frenzy and faded to normal, then continued to fade, both becoming dimmer than they had been all night. Her wings curled meekly to her sides. She kept her gaze fixed on Noctus, who was still trembling on the floor. She spoke softly.

“I am only a princess. No more than any other.” She walked past the prone stallion and toward the far end of the room, her half-closed eyes fixed on the door. Around her, everyone remained frozen, huddled or recoiled in lingering fright, barely daring to breathe. They watched her go, no one attempting to speak or approach her. She could feel her eyes burning, and she willed them to be dry as she fought the urge to gallop from the room. Ahead of her, a din of hoofsteps and clanking armor arose. As it reached its peak, a group of guards, clad in indigo armor, burst into the room. The foremost stallion quickly took stock of the room, turning to Celestia.

“Princess, are you alright?” He rushed to meet her. “What’s going...” Celestia pushed past him without a glance. She passed through the group of soldiers, who looked to her in confusion, but still parted to let her through. Without a glance back, she pushed open the room’s doors with her magic before the guards could, and walked through, letting them close behind her.

The slamming of the grand doors finally shook Silver from her shock. Silently cursing at her self, she leaped from the dais and raced after the princess. As she approached the guards, the leader who had tried to speak to Celestia turned to her.

“Silver, what...” he began.

“Orion,” Silver interrupted him, slowing her pace, “all court is adjourned until further notice. We won’t be taking any more visitors or petitioners. Inform the guards that the princess is not to be disturbed by anyone except me or Ether Shine.”

Confusion lingered on the stallion’s face for only an instant before it was replaced by stern conviction.

“Understood, ma’am,” he answered, snapping off a salute.

“And have Sir Crest removed from the castle grounds immediately,” she called back as she resumed running. “He doesn’t want to be here when I get back.” She dashed through the double doors as the room guards pulled them open, leaving the affairs of the throne room in Orion’s hooves. She sprinted down the stairs.

At the foot of the staircase she finally caught sight of Celestia, far down the hallway. She continued to sprint, calling after the princess, until she’d caught up with her. Celestia stopped walking, and Silver came to a halt several feet behind her. Silver’s breathing was heavy, but she stood silently at attention. Celestia didn’t turn to face her. The princess took a long breath, trying to steady her nerves, willing her voice not to break. It didn’t work.

“Silver, please tell everyone court is adjourned for the night. They’re all excused. No more visitors.”

“It’s already done, Princess.”

“Thank you.” She began to walk away.

“Princess...” Silver called her. Celestia didn’t break her stride.

“I’m retiring to my quarters. See to your duties, then you’re excused.”

“Princess, please wait...” but Celestia’s magic had already surrounded her, and an instant later it winked away, leaving Silver alone in the hallway.

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Celestia materialized in front of her bedroom, causing the guards to almost jump in surprise. They looked at her in confusion, but quickly opened the doors to her room. She walked through without acknowledging either of them, and they closed behind her. Inside, she finally felt her emotions boiling over. Her magic tore her crown and necklace off, throwing them somewhere into the dark room. She collapsed onto the bed, and the last of her composure left her. She didn’t have the energy to hold back her tears. She sobbed into the bed as exhaustion took her, and the darkness of sleep smothered her racing thoughts.

Chapter 5

The blinding magical light faded as quickly as it had come, leaving Celestia and Nightmare Moon suspended above the floor of a grand chamber. The displacement spell and sudden loss of ground disoriented Nightmare Moon, and her attack failed to connect. She spread her wings to steady her fall while Celestia moved quickly for the ground. As soon as her hooves touched down, the solar princess wheeled about and charged her magic into a blast at Nightmare Moon. The attack connected, sending the mare of darkness tumbling across the stone floor.

With an opening created, Celestia turned her attention to an intricate pedestal in the center of the room. Five golden arms radiated from its central column, atop each of which rested a large jewel. Closing her eyes, Celestia reached out to the gems with her magic. She felt their energy respond to hers as they began to glow: loyalty, honesty, laughter, generosity, kindness. Their spirit filled hers and she felt the power of harmony course into her. The gems levitated and moved to surround her, their magical energies humming in time with each other. As they came to a halt surrounding her, their glow intensified to a blinding white. The light shrank into a small orb of light atop Celestia’s head. With a flash, the light materialized into a golden tiara with a magnificent amythest gem set into its peak. As the Element of Magic came to a rest on her head, Celestia felt the Elements’ power harmonize with her own. She turned back to face Nightmare Moon, who had managed to regain her feet.

“It’s over, Luna. You can’t win. Nothing can stand against the Elements’ power. Undo this magic you’ve brought upon yourself and surrender.”

Nightmare Moon faced Celestia, finally noticing the jewels that surrounded her. The mask of battle lust drained from her face, replaced by fear and confusion.

“The Elements?” she gasped. “This can’t be...”

“Luna, please. I don’t know what the Elements’ power will do to you, but I will do whatever I must to protect Equestria. Stop this now, before it’s too late. We can put this behind us.”

“What they’ll do to me? What they’ll do to me?!” Nightmare Moon screamed as her magic lashed out towards the Elements in curving tendrils. As they approached, the jewels began to shine brightly. The dark magic deflected off the unyielding light, hissing and falling to the floor like wounded serpents. Slowly, Nightmare Moon retracted her energy. She hung her head silently.

“Why?” she finally whispered. “Why do they all choose you? Even the Elements have abandoned me. No one believes I am fit to rule. No one thinks me worthy of my crown. Not even you.”

“Luna, of course I think you...”

“Stop lying! If I am your equal as princess, why do you turn me away? Why don’t you seek my help in imprisoning Discord? Why am I unworthy of helping you?”

“Discord is my responsibility! He threatens my subjects!”

“They are my subjects too! I have every responsibility to protect them that you have. But you don’t see it that way. You’re the one they adore, the one they turn to. You bring them their precious sun. As far as you’re concerned, you are their queen - their sole caretaker. And I am but some vestigial organ, an unneeded relic to be put on display or discarded whenever you please. And now you’ve even turned the Elements of Harmony against me. The very artifacts you and I created together deny my magic because you will it.

“So be it. If everyone stands against me, then I shall teach them all to fear me.” She reared up, her magic once more springing to life and churning around her in a storm of rage. When she spoke again, her voice thundered with unyielding will. “Equestria desires a queen. By the end of this night, they shall have one, one way or another!”

Nightmare Moon charged, closing the distance between her and Celestia in an instant. Her magic surged, striking with its full power to deliver a killing blow. Instinctively, the Elements projected their own magic outwards, forming a wall of light in front of Celestia that deflected the attack and the mare’s charge entirely. The shockwaves from the clash ripped through the chamber, causing cracks to wind through the walls. Nightmare Moon quickly retreated from the shield, and spectral coils of magic shot after her. She tried to weave away, but the counterattack was too fast, and she was overtaken. The light wrapped around her, enveloping her completely.

As Nightmare Moon disappeared into the veil of multicolored light, Celestia focused her attention inward on her magic. She felt the power of the Elements, just as she had felt them a hundred years ago, battling Discord. Just as she had back then, she cast her consciousness into the shroud of magic, seeking out the impurity within. She found it almost immediately - a mass of overwhelming fury and jealousy. She focused the power of the Elements on it, willing the disharmony away. The hum of the Elements escalated sharply into a whine as their power increased. Slowly, the darkness began to shrink.

A tortured howl made her falter. She tried to steady her concentration as Nightmare Moon cried in pain. Something was wrong - it hadn’t felt like this last time. When they’d battled Discord, Celestia had felt a comforting warmth beside her. At the time, she had felt as though that warmth shared her hopes and dreams. It had made her strong - made the Elements strong, and with that strength they had cleansed disharmony from the land in one fell swoop.

But that warmth wasn’t beside her now. Without it, the Elements felt diminished. They struggled to expunge the darkness. It wasn’t gone - only far away. She could feel it somewhere in the shroud of the Elements’ magic. But, as she continued to channel the elements, the warmth seemed to fade as quickly as the darkness.

It was Luna.

In a chilling instant, she realized her worst fears were true. The warmth she had felt beside her was Luna, and the bond the two of them shared. Without her sister beside her - with the other half of her bond fighting against her - the Elements had lost their power. They could still destroy the darkness, but they could no longer separate it from the light. If she purged Nightmare Moon, Luna would perish.

Celestia’s mind raced, but finally settled into hardened resolve. For the safety of Equestria, it had to be done. Breathing deeply, she focused her magic and redoubled her will. Nightmare Moon screamed louder as the darkness began to fade faster. Celestia tried not to think about the distant warmth that faded just as fast. She tried not to think about the sister she had seen, unchanged, only ten minutes ago, sitting on her throne and demanding answers to her imagined sleights. She couldn’t let eternal darkness befall the land. This had to be done.

Only the voice in the back of her mind remained to deter her.

‘This is wrong!’

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Celestia slowly awoke to a gentle knock at her door. After a moment, Silver cautiously spoke.

“Princess? May I come in?”

“Yes, Silver, come in.” She was unsettled by the cracking unsteadiness of her own voice. She cleared her throat as Silver pushed open the door. The earth pony crossed the room, stopping at a respectful distance.

“I informed the court that you weren’t seeing any more visitors tonight, and I sent Sir Crest on his way.”

“Thank you, Silver.” Celestia was relieved that she was able to steady her voice. “I’m sure he was quite belligerent about it.”

“Actually, no. He seemed all too willing to depart. I think you… scared him, Your Highness. Made him think he was about to be beheaded.”

“I imagine I surprised a number of ponies tonight,” Celestia said gloomily. “Thank you, Silver, is there anything else?”

“Actually, Princess, I was… may we… talk?” Silver was hesitant, but unafraid. She stood her ground and met Celestia’s eyes. After a moment, Celestia nodded and moved to sit on one of the carpets on her floor, motioning for Silver to join her. The two sat in silence for a few moments before Silver finally spoke.

“I can't fault you for what happened tonight,” she began slowly, choosing her words carefully.

“It was disgraceful. A princess should never…”

“It wasn’t your fault. Any pony in your position would have done the same. The night court is so stressful. Everyone there is so used to living in the shadows and being ignored, and they’re used to screaming just to be heard. And you’ve been going through so much recently. You’ve taken so much on yourself.”

“Luna found a way to handle it. She could deal with it.”

“Luna didn’t run two courts. She didn’t have an entire nation on her shoulders alone. And even so, she never liked the night court. I think she thought of every night as a kind of challenge, and she was victorious if she made it through it without having to call for the guard,” Silver admitted with a chuckle. She lowered her eyes, as if lost in thought, but the faint smile remained on her lips. Celestia watched her for a moment, before summoning the courage to ask what she’d been wanting to.

“You miss her very much, don’t you?”

Silver met her gaze for a moment, then looked back to the floor.

“She was a good leader,” she said at last, “And a dear friend. She helped me so much, especially when I became her attendant. My first day, I was so nervous I could barely read from the docket. I’d been one of her hoofmaidens for years, but I’d never had so much responsibility on my shoulders as I did that night. We were standing outside the throne room, waiting to go in. I was mumbling and stuttering and fumbling with everything. And Luna looked at me, and she sighed and said, ‘Very well, Silver. We shall keep tonight simple. Just tell me who to throw into the dungeon and I’ll have it done.’ …I’m still only pretty sure she was joking. But, either way, it made me laugh, and I was able to think clearly afterwards.”

“Luna had a unique sense of humor, but she always had a knack for finding those who shared it. I’m sure she was glad she could help you feel better.”

“She did. And then there was the first time I met Noctus – I mean, Sir Crest…” Celestia waved a hoof and Silver continued. “I’d been her attendant for just a few weeks, and I thought I’d gotten a handle on everything. Then, Sir Crest enters, and he starts making his usual demands and boasts and everything else. And then he started his diatribe about how command of the night guard was his ‘sacred birthright,’ and that Luna should relinquish their oversight to him. It made me mad to see someone speaking to Luna that way, so I spoke up to correct him. I spoke out of turn, without thinking about it. And he turned on me, and started tearing into me. I couldn’t even speak, his anger and his authority were so intimidating.”

“When he left, I was shaking, fighting to hold back my tears. I’d been humiliated and belittled. But, worst of all, I’d disgraced Luna with my insolence. She wouldn’t even look at me. I was about to resign and leave the court forever when she finally spoke. She kept looking straight ahead, but she spoke quietly so that only I could hear. And she said, ‘Silver, Noctus Crest was born into a family of gold and worldly authority. But you are the right hoof of the moon and the stars – of the tides and the shadows and all the world unseen. You have earned your place with toil and dedication. You are a valued friend to me, and your word weighs a thousand times more to me than that stallion’s ever will.’”

“That was the first time she called me her friend. I’d never thought of us that way before, but when she said it, I knew it was true. She was somepony I cared very deeply about, too.”

Celestia said nothing. She only watched the pain on Silver’s face.

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‘This is wrong!’

Celestia steeled her resolve. The Elements continued to whine, and the darkness and the warmth continued to fade as one. Still the voice persisted.

‘Not like this!’

She tried to push it from her mind, but it continued to grow.

‘You can’t do this! Please, don’t do this!’

It grew and grew, until the voice was no longer her own.

‘CELLY!’

Celestia gasped at the sound of the voice beside her. She recognized it from deep within her memory, though she hadn’t heard it in a century. Celestia opened her eyes and found herself in an empty space, surrounded by white. All noise had ceased - the whine of the Elements, the cries of Nightmare Moon, everything. The only thing in the space with her was the image of another pony - a young unicorn mare with a dark grey coat and a mane of pure white. The figure shimmered like a spectral ghost. Her lavender eyes were wrought with grief and fear. Celestia stared in shock at the phantom of her only student - the student she had lost to Discord a hundred years ago. The student whose love had been the key to creating the Elements of Harmony.

“North Star?” she whispered. The mare gave her a sad smile, then closed her eyes. Her horn began to glow. Suddenly, Celestia was surrounded by visions. With a start, she recognized the projections as her own memories. She saw herself and Luna when they were very young, growing up under Discord’s reign. She saw them relying on each other for strength as they grew. She saw them meeting North Star, and taking her into their family. She saw them drawing their plans and steeling their resolve to defeat Discord, saw them grieving for North Star’s demise, saw them forging the Elements. And she saw them defeat Discord, casting him into a stone prison for eternity. She saw them take control of the night and the day, and be crowned rulers of Equestria. Luna was always by her side, and she by Luna’s.

But then the visions continued. She saw herself greeting her subjects, accepting their gifts, and basking in their affection. She saw herself raising the sun to the applause of a thousand onlookers. She saw herself attending parties and hosting gatherings for important nobleponies, and attending a thousand meetings and committees and performing the duties of her crown. And all the while, she saw Luna fading further and further into the background of her life.

Then she saw other visions, memories that weren’t her own. She saw a court full of demanding and ungrateful petitioners. She saw parties and gatherings with no pony closer than twenty feet to her viewpoint - not even herself, who was all the way across the room. She saw the well wishers and party goers dwindle and fade. She saw no gifts, no praise, no appreciation. She saw a festival, a party for their subjects of Luna’s own design, underneath a glorious night sky, with stars and comets and galaxies and all the wonders of the cosmos on display, and with nopony in attendance to see it.

Finally, she saw herself in a meeting a week ago. She saw herself unilaterally decree the fate of Luna’s moon. She saw herself order preparations for the imprisonment magic be prepared, even as Luna’s court members pleaded with her to reconsider.

And she saw herself tonight, screaming at her sister, “He’s my responsibility! He threatens my subjects with his chaos. I must protect them!”

The visions around her began to blur, and space seemed to fall out of balance. With a disorienting rush, Celestia found herself back in the Elements’ chamber, her magic purging Nightmare Moon and Luna from existence. No sooner had the world settled than the memories she’d seen rushed into her. Her eyes shot open as the emotions sent her mind tumbling. She felt her grip on the Elements disappear. A second later, she heard the gems clatter to the floor, and the crown on her head faded and lost its light. The veil of light surrounding Nightmare Moon disappeared.

The mare of darkness was lying on her side, evidently still in shock. Her legs disappeared past her knees, as if they had simply started to fade from existence one bit at a time. Feeling her pain vanish, she looked to Celestia in confusion. As understanding washed over her, her eyes squeezed shut in concentration. A surge of her magic poured over her, restoring her missing limbs instantly. She rose to her feet slowly, and began to cackle with wicked delight.

“You pitiful fool,” she bit through her laughter. Her aura swelled and undulated maliciously. “You could have won. Now victory is mine.”

“I should have been there,” Celestia whispered to the floor. Desperately, she looked to Nightmare Moon. “Luna, I’m so sorry. You’re right, I should have been there for you. I never should have turned my back on you like that.”

“Ah, so suddenly now you see things my way? Trying to bargain for your life now that you’ve lost your battle?”

“Luna, please. I was wrong. I swear, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll do whatever it takes to make things right, whatever you want. Just, please, put a stop to all of this.” Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded.

“You think your foolish sentiments can rectify everything I’ve been through. You think you can dispel a century of disregard and abandonment? I demand penance for the wrongs done to me and my night!”

“Then punish me!” Celestia cried. “I’m the one who abandoned you. I failed you as your elder sister. Take your revenge on me, but leave Equestria out of this.”

“No.” Nightmare Moon’s magic began to surge again, tumbling wrestlessly around her. Her eyes flared with renewed hatred. “Your suffering alone will not redress my grievances. The ponies of this nation must learn to love my night, just as they must learn to love me. I shall be their queen, and all shall worship me and the darkness I bring.”

Nightmare Moon’s magic surged to a boil, sending waves of energy through the chamber. Pieces of the walls and ceiling began to crumble and fall to the ground.

“And you will die, because you were too weak to stop me!”

Time seemed to slow as Nightmare Moon charged. Celestia tried to think, but her mind was muddled by confusion and regret. Suddenly, North Star’s voice was beside her again.

“Celly, you have to help her.”

“I tried,” she answered desperately. “She won’t listen to me anymore. I can’t reach her.”

“This isn’t what Luna wants. You can’t let her do it.”

“I can’t destroy my sister. I won’t.”

“Then you have to do something else. Please, Celly.”

“I...” Celestia began, her mind racing. Suddenly, an idea struck her. There was no time to weigh it or analyze it. Even in this state of slowed time, Nightmare Moon had already closed most of the distance between them. She focused her own magic, channeling the spell she’d practiced diligently for the past week. She reached out desperately to the Elements, and they glowed and whined to life, floating back to surround her as time resumed its normal pace. Nightmare Moon leaped into the air as the elements synergized with Celestia’s spell. Just as Nightmare Moon’s magic swooped forward to deliver the killing blow, Celestia released her spell, and a blinding wave of light rushed forth, catching the mare of darkness full on. The energy of the spell washed ahead, obliterating the chamber’s ceiling and revealing the night sky above.

Nightmare Moon screamed in rage, cursing Celestia as her magic disappeared. Slowly, the intensity of the light increased, and she began to fade into it. She continued to howl with rage until she disappeared entirely, and still the light grew. When it finally dimmed, Celestia was back in the empty white space. Luna and North Star stood facing her.

Celestia tried to speak, but no sound came out. The two mares only smiled at her. Luna reached out a hoof towards her. Her face was soft and loving. Then, she began to fade away, and North Star followed. Celestia desperately reached out to them, trying to grab hold of them. But she couldn’t move. She cried out, but her voice still refused to speak. The two mares continued to smile at her as they faded more and more, and finally disappeared.

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When Celestia awoke from the white space, she was standing back in the chamber of the Elements. Looking around, she saw five of the Elements lying beside her, but the once radiant gems were now encased in orbs of stone. The Element of Magic had vanished from her head. She couldn’t feel them anymore. The connection she’d had with the Elements ever since their creation was severed. And a comforting warmth she’d never even realized was there had disappeared completely.

Celestia turned her attention to the sky, and the breath froze in her lungs. A dark shadow in the shape of a unicorn’s head was etched into the surface of the moon. It was the sign that her spell had succeeded. Luna was trapped, imprisoned on the moon for eternity.

Celestia fell to her knees as she struggled to breath through the pain that gripped her. Her heart felt as though it were tearing in two. She clenched her teeth as the tension built inside of her, until she finally couldn’t bear the anguish, and she threw back her head and cried to the night sky.

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“There was no other way,” Celestia whispered into the silence. Her chest was tight, and tears burned at her eyes again. Silver looked up in her in surprise and confusion for a moment, before understanding dawned on her and she quickly shook her head.

“No, no, Princess…”

“I tried to reason with her. I tried everything. There was nothing else I could do.”

“I know. You did everything you could…”

“The Elements weren’t strong enough without her.” Desperation crept into Celestia’s voice. “If I’d kept trying to purify her it would have killed her. I had no other choice. She had to be stopped. I had to do it!”

“Princess!” Silver all but pleaded. “You did everything you could. Luna… Nightmare Moon would have covered all of Equestria in eternal night. She would have destroyed us all, and herself. You couldn’t let her do it. This was the only way you could save her.”

“But I didn’t save her! I couldn’t save her. I couldn’t bring her back to the ponies who loved her.”

“Princess, it wasn’t your fault.”

Celestia fought against the tears that were already flowing down her cheeks. The overwhelming guilt she’d carried for the last three months finally crystallized into the single truth she hadn’t admitted to anyone.

“Yes it was,” she finally choked. “I saw what she was going through. I knew she felt lonely, and unappreciated. She needed someone to care about her. But I didn’t try to help her. She was the most important thing in the world to me, but I forsook her for my own affairs and my own fears. I focused all my attention on myself while she fell deeper into hatred and bitterness, until I could no longer help her.”

“And then I banished her into the darkness. I sent her away, and you will never see her again. She’ll never see any of the ponies she loves again. Everything she’s ever known will die and fade away while she sits alone in her prison. I didn’t destroy her, but I might as well have. I ended my sister’s life.”

She didn’t fight the tears anymore. She was tired of fighting them. She lowered her head to the ground and let months of unexpressed anguish and guilt shudder through her.

“I’m sorry, Silver,” she sobbed. “I failed her. I failed you. I’m so, so sorry.” She continued to weep, waiting for Silver’s wrath. She waited for the punishment she knew she deserved. She wept, and she waited, until she felt a hoof gently touch her foreleg. She looked up to see the mare gazing at her sadly.

“It wasn’t your fault alone, Princess,” Silver said comfortingly. “We were all close to Luna. We all should have seen what was happening. But none of us were able to help her, and she didn’t ask us to.”

“But she was my responsibility. I was her big sister…”

“And I was her caretaker. Orion was her personal guard – her knight. Ether Shine was her seer and adviser. We all cared for her, and we all should have been able to stop this from happening. It was all of our responsibility, especially Luna’s. In the end, it was her decision. You can’t blame yourself for it. But you were the only one who could save her. And you did.”

“I didn’t,” Celestia insisted. “I banished her. You’ll never…”

“But she’s alive. You found a way to spare her life. You gave her a second chance. Yes, I miss her terribly, and I’m sad knowing I’ll never see her again. But, even so, it’s not the same as if you’d killed her. I know that one day you’ll find a way to bring her back, and free her from her misery. And then she’ll start a new life, make new friends. She’ll be happy again. I can never thank you enough for that. You might not have been able to return her to us, but we all take comfort in knowing that she can still be saved. Thank you, Princess.”

Celestia lowered her head again, and her tears flowed anew. She didn’t stop when Silver embraced her. She felt the unbearable burden of her guilt lightened by Silver’s absolution, until she cried more for her loss than for her remorse. For the first time since the night of Nightmare Moon, she grieved for her sister.

“I miss her so much,” she said softly. “I’ve never been without her. Not for as long as I can remember.”

“I know. I miss her, too.” A small drop of water splashed onto Celestia’s shoulder, followed by several more. She returned Silver’s embrace tightly as the mare’s tears streaked onto her coat. They stayed that way in silence for a long time.

Chapter 6

It was strange, reveling in an unnatural peace. For centuries, the sun and the moon had been fickle tormentors of all below them, raising and lowering in a heartbeat, only to change places just as quickly minutes or hours or weeks later. Now, for the first time since before Celestia was born, they were still. The sun sat, half risen in the east, casting an orange glow across the sky that faded gently to a deep purple. The moon sat just above the horizon in the west, dimmer than the overpowering radiance of the sun, but still beautifully bright in the dark part of the sky that the sun’s light didn’t reach. They hovered, unmoving, and below the perpetual twilight of the sky that spanned between them, the ponies celebrated the fall of chaos, and the rebirth of harmony. The rebirth of Equestria.

Some part of Celestia’s mind told her that the celebration had been going strong for almost three days now, and it showed no signs of slowing. She stood atop a plateau, overlooking the field where she and Luna had defeated Discord, and where thousands upon thousands of ponies now congregated, toasting his fall. They danced and drank and cheered with joy and laughter and love that, even in her most hopeful moments, she hadn’t been sure they still possessed. In the distance, the darkened remains of Discord’s castle lay crumbling. The impossible architecture had succumbed instantly when the natural forces regained control, buckling and shedding ill-supported towers and trappings in a grand testament to gravity. Now, only its less insane elements remained, and still they slowly decayed and fell away under the constant strain of order. And every time a nightmarish spire or a twisted facade fell away, a cheer rose from the crowd, and they partied with renewed vigor.

Celestia watched the ponies below - the ponies she had saved from tyranny. She watched them sing and laugh and embrace. She felt as though she could burst from the joy and warmth swelling in her chest as she watched them. In the rare moments of her life, she had known happiness. But none of it began to compare to what she saw below her, and what she felt herself. Like an unthinkable weight had been lifted from each one of them, and now they could finally raise their heads and see their own world. She continued to watch them as she felt her sister glide silently down, landing next to her.

“Here you are, Tia,” Luna said, her voice still light with the laughter of the celebration. “Aren’t you going to join everypony?”

“In a little while,” Celestia assured her. “I just want to watch them for right now. I just needed a short break from the festivities.”

“Of course, sister. You should rest. The battle was hard and draining.” Celestia shook her head slowly.

“It’s alright. Watching them gives me strength. They’re all so happy. I know this was worth the fight.”

The sisters watched the ponies below in silence for a time. Finally, Luna spoke again. Her voice was quiet, and devoid of her earlier mirth.

“Still, you should rest if you are tired. When this is over, there’s another burden waiting for us. One which we will likely have to shoulder for much longer. We must be ready for it.”

Celestia’s smile faded slightly. She looked to the sun in the east. Luna was right. Just as she knew instinctively how many days had passed since Discord’s defeat, she knew that soon the sun and the moon would have to resume their treks across the sky. Not erratically, as they had done for centuries, but rhythmically, predictably, metering out the days and nights with timeless reliability. Turning her neck, she looked at the cutie mark that now adorned her flanks. She thought of the mark on Luna. Ever since Discord had fallen and they had appeared, the two of them had known that it would be their responsibility. They could feel it in the back of their minds, like a soundless voice. When the time came, they would send the sun and the moon on their daily voyage. And when they did, they would take their places as the new princesses of Equestria, and lead ponykind back to prosperity. Back to harmony.

“Tia?” Luna’s voice brought Celestia back to reality. “Do you really think we can do this?”

“You mean raise the day and night?” she asked, looking at her sister. “I know we can. You feel it too, don’t you? This is our power now. We...”

“No, not just that. I mean, rule Equestria. There’s so much that needs to be done, so much to rebuild. And neither of us has done anything like this before. Can we really give these ponies everything they need.” Luna gazed out over the celebrating crowd again as she spoke. Celestia followed her gaze. Then she turned to face the younger mare.

“Luna,” she said gently, waiting for her sister to face her, “we’ll find a way to be what they need. It won’t be easy. We’ll probably make mistakes. But our friends will be by our side to help us. And we’ll have each other. We’ll learn and discover our paths together. I promise, no matter what happens, I’ll always be by your side.”

Luna smiled, giving her sister a look of affectionate disbelief that she did so well.

“Tia, that’s silly. You can’t be beside me all the time.”

“Fine, maybe not.” She moved forward and wrapped a leg around Luna’s neck, pulling her close. “But I’ll always come for you. Always.” She felt Luna’s own legs wrap around her, hugging her tight, and she felt the doubts in her own mind fade in the warmth of her sister’s embrace.

When they finally pulled apart, Luna looked away sheepishly. Her eyes slowly raised to the sky, and held there, lost in thought. When she spoke, her voice was thoughtful.

“You know, Tia, I’ve been thinking: perhaps I’ll do something with the stars.”

“The stars?”

“Yes. For so long, they’ve been unpredictable - never in the same place twice. Just one more reminder of the inconsistency of the world. But still... they’re so pretty.”

Celestia smiled gently.

“So you’d like to fix them in place?”

“Something like that. Or maybe I’ll bind them to move with the moon. But more then that, I was thinking... I should arrange them. Into patterns, or shapes of some sort. I’m not sure yet. But I... I just... want ponies to be able to see them and recognize them, and realize how beautiful they are.” Celestia’s smile widened.

“I think that’s a wonderful idea. I’m sure everypony will love them. Maybe you could give them names, too?”

“Yes, maybe so...” Luna said with a smile. They stood in silence again, their thoughts wandering among the distance cheers and sounds of the celebration.

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Celestia slowly opened her eyes to find herself still lying on her bedroom floor. It was the first time in months she hadn’t woken chilled by sweat and deafened by her own heart. She raised her head and looked around her. Silver Platter was sleeping softly next to her. She smiled at the loyal earth pony and carefully rose to her feet. Her attunement with the world’s magic told her that the sun would need to be raised soon. She walked to her dresser and tried to make herself more presentable, noting that she would need a bath before day court convened.

When she finished, she turned back to Silver. The mare looked so peaceful, Celestia was tempted to let her sleep. Perhaps she could levitate her back to her quarters, since it would hardly be proper for a servant to sleep in a princess’ chambers alone. Celestia thought better of the idea. If she did and Silver found out about it, the attendant would likely die of embarrassment. Instead, Celestia gently shook the earth pony’s shoulder.

“Silver? Wake up.” Silver stirred and opened her eyes with a sleepy murmur. She looked around in groggy confusion before her gaze settled back on Celestia.

“Oh, Princess,” she offered quickly. “I’m sorry, I must have fallen asleep. I…”

“It’s alright, Silver. I’m sure you were as tired as I was.” In a flash, Celestia remembered their conversation from early in the night, and realization dawned on her. “Have…you been sleeping well?” she asked, feeling guilty that she hadn’t done so before. Silver lowered her eyes sheepishly.

“I think… I will be now,” she said after a moment. Celestia nodded.

“I’m glad. Perhaps you should return to your quarters and continue to do so?” Silver looked towards the curtained window on the far wall, and shook her head.

“It would appear that the sun hasn’t risen yet,” she said, climbing to her feet. “As such, my duties have not yet concluded.”

“I can raise the sun by myself, Silver. You don’t need to…”

“Princess,” Silver insisted firmly, “I am at your disposal for as long as the night lasts. To do otherwise would be a dereliction of my duties, and I have no such intent.” Celestia couldn’t help but smile.

“Very well,” she nodded. “Shall we go, then? We wouldn’t want the sun to be late.” She opened the doors to the hallway and stepped out, Silver close behind her. She noticed the guards give her peculiar, fleeting glances as she passed. It occurred to her that they had probably overheard the… louder parts of Silver and her conversation last night. She imagined they also had their own feelings on the matter. These were night guards – Luna’s envoy. Perhaps later…

“If you don’t mind me asking, Princess,” Silver interrupted her train of thought, “how do you know when to raise the sun? Down to the minute, I mean?”

“The sun wants to move across the sky, and the sky wants it to move. On its own, the sun is difficult to move. However, there is a moment at dawn when the wishes of the sun and the sky are most in harmony. I simply wait for this moment, and push the sun on its way when I feel it arrive. Forces we can’t see do most of the rest.”

“I asked Princess Luna about it once,” Silver said with a chuckle. “She said something very similar, but she described it as ‘the path of least resistance.’” Celestia nodded and chuckled herself.

“That sounds like her. She was always more scientific. Less poetic, I suppose.”

The two mares walked in silence for a while after that, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Celestia realized that it was the first time since their battle that she’d been able to think of her sister and not be overcome by regret and guilt. It was still there – she wasn’t ready to forgive herself for everything that had happened yet. But, for the first time, she felt like one day she would. She’d find a way to accept her mistakes, and move forward, past the things she could no longer change, and into the future. And then…

She came to a stop. Silver stopped beside her, turning up to face her. Celestia was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke.

“Silver, I will save her. I don’t know how yet, but I’ll find a way, even if it takes me a thousand years. I swear to you, I’ll bring her back.”

Silver Platter was quiet for a moment. Then she smiled gently.

“Thank you, Princess Celestia.” Celestia began walking again, Silver following. After a while, the princess spoke again.

“In the meantime, I’ve been thinking…”

“Yes, Princess?”

“We’ve been putting significant effort into public education development lately. Perhaps we could find the funding for a few extra classes in schools? I think growing minds could benefit from astronomy lessons.”

“I think you’re right,” Silver agreed presently, lowering her head to hide her smile.

“Alright, then, I’ll leave the arrangements in your hooves.”

“Me, Your Highness?”

“Certainly. After all, astronomy classes would be a nighttime affair, and so would fall squarely under your jurisdiction. Or do you intend to have our foals studying text books with a perfectly good sky above them?” she asked, turning to face Silver with a smile.

“Yes, Your Highness. You’re right. I’ll begin at once, then.” After another moment of walking, she added, “Though, if I may say so, Princess, you’ll also have to work hard to make sure the children have a sky worth looking at.”

“Yes,” Celestia conceded, “I suppose I will.” The two walked in silence to the eastern balcony to summon the new day.

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The following night was remarkable to all who observed it. Everypony agreed the stars shone a bit brighter, and shooting stars streaked across the sky a few times more often. Even the moon, with the visage of a monster emblazoned on its surface, seemed to offer a gentler light. The night seemed to offer more than fear and uncertainty. For the first time in months, it offered hope for those still to come.