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The Night Will Last Forever 10.1
Chapter 10.1: Luminaria
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you in." A large colt blocked the door to a large hut.
"But I just want to see the alicorns!" A young mare pleaded.
The colt shook his head. "No. The sister are busy right now discussing the new castle. Nopony is to disturb them." the colt firmly stated.
She brushed her pure black hoof in the dirt before frowning and turning to leave. As she did the door opened and the head of a pure white alicorn came out. The alicorn looked down and saw the young mare turning to leave.
"Oh." She looked at the mare. "Hello pony, what are you here for?"
The mare turned around at the sound of Celestia' voice. "I wanted to speak to you and Luna regarding the current state of the tribes."
Celestia raised her eyebrows. Not many ponies wanted to talk about politics before, let alone someone so young. Celestia looked at the mare, they looked like somepony who had something important they wanted t
The Night Will Last Forever 10
Chapter 10: Sin of the Ages
Daily Log #528343
Date: 03-14-0005 - New Lunar Calendar
I suspect she will be here soon. She only has two options at this point, one of which would result in only failure. I don't know how, but somehow she is going to find out about us, and she is going to come for us.
Nightmare Moon was a fool to let her go. She had Celestia right in her hoof, but she let her desire for revenge get the better of her. She just wants to toy with her, make her slog through every bit of misery she can conjure up. And it's because she knows Celestia can take it.
If anything will be her downfall, it will be letting Celestia live. She thinks she can keep Celestia down forever, but this is foolish. Celestia is a threat to her, and she does not take it seriously.
But I do. And I believe that soon I will find out how much of a threat she can be. The path of fate will lead her right to my doorstep.
Then I will find out if she is capable of doing what so many others ha
The Night Will Last Forever 9
-Begin Act II-
Chapter 9: The Raconteur's Secret
Daily Log #528342
Date: 03-13-0005 - New Lunar Calendar
She shows much promise. It seems she has regained any strength lost by time. Something I have also noticed is just how little she has changed over the years, she is still the same as I remember her to be.
Maybe she will really be able to beat Nightmare Moon. It's a stretch, but I'm not going to count out the possibility. It's unlike me to second guess myself, however I sincerely don't know if she could do it. Nightmare Moon has grown incredibly powerful since she returned.
I saw her when she was chasing after that zebra, she is very determined. Her heart in that moment was remarkably clear, she wanted to end all of this darkness. I think she might just have a chance, but only time, and a number of other factors, will tell.
My only concern at the moment is if she falls into their lies. If that happens I will have to intervene personally, but I would prefer to keep ou
The Night Will Last Forever 8
The Night Will Last Forever
Chapter 8 The Estranged Stranger
New Lunar Calendar
-29 Days After The Return
Celestia stared into the face of the striped zebra, their eyes glowing a deep yellow. The light from the burning library showing their grey face. Celestia wondered how they could see her.
"Who are you?" She yelled over the flames.
"Why don't you find out and see? But to do that you must first catch me!" The zebra taunted and ran down a street faster then Celestia had ever seen a pony run on foot.
"Hey! Come back here! Please, you have to tell me if you saw somepony leave this library!" Celestia yelled and ran after the zebra.
The zebra ran through the charred streets of Ponyville, leaping over piles of charred wood and debris. Celestia followed them, her legs picking up speed. The zebra lead Celestia through ruined homes and burned parks.
"Stop! Just tell me if you saw somepony else!" Celestia shouted as she ran after
The Night Will Last Forever 7
The Night Will Last Forever
Ch 7 Ghost in a Ghost Town
New Lunar Calendar
-Immediately after the failure of Project: ICARUS-
Celestia had never seen these things on such a scale in thousands of years, she ran into the ruined town of Ponyville, shocked by it's pitiful state. She had no idea Nightmare Moon would cause so much tragedy and destruction.
Another quake shook her out of her reverie, she turned her attention from the charred buildings to the flashing source of the chaotic magic.
Her friend. Floating above a crater that was tearing itself into the ground. A ball of intense magic surrounded the purple unicorn, shooting out lightning and waves of magic through the now empty town.
Celestia ran towards the pulsating magic, desperate to try and reach Twilight to stop the mayhem and save her.
She shielded her eyes from the intense light, edging closer and closer as the magic began to press her back. Soon her eyes ad
A white mare in a brown overcoat stepped over a puddle of water in the dirt. She had a thing about avoiding puddles, somethin' about the way it was just the leftovers of a well scheduled rainfall made her not like 'em.
The mare had her wits about her and her hat down. She didn't like this side of town, smelled too much like a bad time. But right now, almost everything did.
It was just one a' those nights, the ones where you know that somewhere somethin' nasty was going down. A night where two ponies would meet each other but only one would be able to tell anypony what happened that night.
Something smelled wrong tonight, the white mare could smell it in her instinct. She was supposed to be meetin' her partner down this alley, but she wasn't anywhere to be found.
Rarity should have been reaching for her sidearm, but this was just Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie.
But then again, you can never be too careful when your job i
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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