Dark Side of the Moon

We have no knowledge on how long we have been on this rock, but we know its nothing compared to thy immortal soul, but for how long is a life sentence for whom who never dies? We look to the world, pinpoint Equestria and can almost make out the castle with our own eyes, full of the ones we once ruled, of which we dread the very idea of making contact with again. When we are free we shall make the world suffer my pain in eternal night, then banish precious Celestia to the sun and watch her burn to ash at our hands. The stars are my only companions now, we talk to them, we tell them our secrets and act as if they could hear us and speak back, sometimes we feel as if they do, but, of course if they ever happen to say anything against our wishes we may simply aim our horn into its center and fire a blast of darkness into its core until it dies and is just as dark and decollete as the earth after we tend to it.