Кобальт

Небольшой рассказ, написанный за две ночи. История повествует о том, как странно иногда приходит к нам её величество Счастье.

Другие пони ОС - пони

Кровь Камня

Пинкамина Диана Пай росла на удалённой ферме камней, проведя там всё своё детство и раннее отрочество. Мало кто знает, что она не всю жизнь была такой, какая она есть сейчас. Детство земной пони выдалось тяжёлым, ведь жизнь на каменной ферме была далеко не сахар. Всю свою жизнь Пинкамина Диана Пай говорит, какая замечательная у неё была семья и что именно благодаря ей она получила свою кьюти-марку. Но страшная правда скрывается за её вечной улыбкой. Многие уже видели её другую сторону, но не многие знают, через что она прошла.

Пинки Пай Другие пони ОС - пони

Чудесный денек в Эквестрии

Твайлайт делает ошибку в заклинании и случайно ранит Дэш. Такое уже случалось прежде. Подозрительно много раз...

Рэйнбоу Дэш Твайлайт Спаркл

Дружба — это Оптимум: Осколки Целого

Райан желает остаться человеком после эмиграции в Эквестрию. СелестИИ может исполнить это желание, но за него придётся заплатить.

Принцесса Селестия Человеки

Письма внутреннего врага

Вскоре после разгрома Старлайт Глиммер и ее культа, Твайлайт начинает получать письма от единорожки-диктатора

Твайлайт Спаркл Спайк Старлайт Глиммер

Действующие лица

Это был трудный день. Древнее зло, дух хаоса и дисгармонии, пробудилось и начало устраивать свой порядок.Лишь совместными усилиями носительниц Элементов Гармонии Дискорд был вновь заключён в камень.Уставшая, Твайлайт Спаркл возврашается к себе в библиотеку, и, усталая, засыпает...

Твайлайт Спаркл Дискорд

Предатель

Оккупация Понивилля.

Принцесса Селестия

Как по нотам

Частный детектив Бладхаунд объединяется с группой таинственных существ, чтобы помочь им пробраться в секретные залы кантерлотского дворца и раскрыть одну из загадок, связанных с гигантской змеёй Ламией.

Принцесса Селестия ОС - пони

Король Сомбра: Тьма двух миров

Как бывает после частых и удачных походов, злодеи заканчиваются или не торопятся возвращаться. Жизнь возвращается в свое нормальное скучное русло. Твайлайт, получившая титул принцессы и силы аликорна, откровенно наслаждается жизнью в своем замке с повзрослевшими друзьями. Но в катакомбах стоит новая интересная игрушка — портал в другой мир. Да и все ли зло принцессы разогнали под углам? Кто знает. Может тьма уже рядом?

Рэйнбоу Дэш Флаттершай Твайлайт Спаркл Рэрити Пинки Пай Эплджек Принцесса Селестия Принцесса Луна Диамонд Тиара Лира Другие пони ОС - пони Человеки Король Сомбра

Противостояние:Альтернативный пролог

Когда в некоторой спешке и нервном напряжении(про пони писать я пробовал впервые) писались первые строчки "Противостояния", в голове было несколько вариантов начала. Этот - один из них. Быть может, он больше вписывается во вселенную основного фанфика. Но может быть, что и нет - судить не мне.

Автор рисунка: Siansaar
Специальное издание: песни Аликорнов

Песни Аликорнов - англ.версия

Бонусная страница с песнями наших принцесс, специально для переведенного "Восхода Луны" на английском.


«Repentance» — Celestia's song

Celestia released the waves of magic again. Then she made several steps back and stood motionless with her glimmering horn pointed to the sky. The sun faded away, winding flashes of Aurora Borealis blazed up in the starry sky. The voice of the white alicorn resounded in the universal silence.

A thousand years of grief,
Loneliness and despair
Have passed at last and I
Can sing and laugh, I swear!

A hundred nights and no sleep
Led frozen heart astray.
All my thoughts were of one,
You could not see at day.

Having taken wing, Celestia became a dark silhouette against the sky, illuminated by northern lights. Her voice was gaining strength...

I banished sister to the Moon,
The place of gloom and cold,
So blinding was the pride of mine.
It was my gruesome fault.

The lights faded, having given way to the big yellow moon. A host of dark craters combined into a symbolic image of the pony’s head with horn.

I was consumed by state affairs,
Forgot about my kin.
The family was split apart
And still I have not seen

Having descended slowly to the dark princess, the light one clang to her and hugged, looking her in the eyes.

A thousand of grey days...
Fake smiles became my shell.
How can I atone?
Luna, I beg you,
Tell!

Kneeling before you now,
I hope you will forgive...
Now at last I learned
Kindness from all the grieve

The sky became bright as if before the sunrise. The craters on the moon disappeared.

The harmony now reigns supreme!
The spring bloomed in my heart!
Two luminaries share one dream
They can’t be set apart!

There was a bright day, lit by the Sun and the Moon, again. The snow was melting quickly and the fertile soil was breathing with warm vapours. The alicorns stood motionless, hugging each other and contemplating the awakening of the nature.

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Moon Rise, ch. 5 — Meeting of the sisters


«Summon the Childrens of the Night» — Luna's song

Having pointed the horn at the night luminary, I closed my eyes and relaxed, remembering the state, which I had almost forgotten. In that state I had been creating the summoning song for the first time. Would I ever be able to become the same as I had been back then again? Or were the changes in me irreversible?
"And if there is anything left from your past self..." — the spiteful voice of Nightmare, sounding in my head, went quiet, having been driven out by Lairy's calm speech: — "A princess remains a princess in any world"
I definitely changed in many respects. But I was still me, mother, for whose children the night was part of their power and spirit.
The tears warmed the corners of my eyes. Having moved my head slightly, I felt resonance, as if my horn touched the thinnest threads of the moonlight, and the wind of magic stirred the silky veils of shadows.
Having breathed in slowly, I let the unsettling smells of the night city fill my chest and guided the magic, interweaving it with the song like a weightless glimmering ornament.

Now I summon you in the name of Moon,
Childrens of the Night, come to mother soon.
In the darkest time you will hear my call.
Hurry to my aid, for I need you all.

The song was becoming more powerful, seeping deeper into the shadows, expanding with hundreds of threads sweepingly and touching the souls, whom it had been addressed to. The silvery moonlight seemed so material, one could touch it, and was waving like surges in the rhythm of the song.

Be it peace or battle, we will stand together.
Our steps are silent, shadows show the way.
Mountains and valleys sleep in fair weather.
Come to me, my childrens, keep the gloom away.

The last wrap of the spiritual power was combined with echoes of the song, which had been quieting down, and I looked around, having sighed. As the moon was reaching its apex majestically, the shadows of the buildings, lanterns, flowerbeds were shortening, disappearing, merging with the constructions, which had been casting them. Having shivered, the moonlight scattered into billions of sparks in some moment. The outlines of doorways, which were dark in the night, suddenly became clear, having been framed by sparkles, and the black silhouettes stepped out of them. Dozens of silent creatures, whose eyes were gleaming in the darkness, were coming out of shadow doors, slipping out of the shades of poles, benches, trees. Thestrals filled the square and nearby streets.
The gust of wind stirred my mane. The formidable silhouettes, which were slitting through the space, materialized around me quickly. One could easily guess, how great were the powers of those new warriors, by their shapes alone. There were three mares as tall as me and a hefty stallion, who was taller than Celestia by a head. I felt a reverent trembling. The deed, which I had done against my sister's will long ago, was not in vain. They did not forget me.
The mighty theslicorns got down on their knees in the solemn bow. The hot breath of the one of them touched my nose.
"Mother of Night, we have been waiting for you" — the slender black mare uttered excitedly. Her armour resembled a skeleton and helmet looked like a skull of a horse.
"You came back, although earlier, than you had promised. Let me embrace you, Mother" — the other half-rose from her bow. She was a light theslicorn, whose body was speckled with shapeless red and grey spots.
I lowered my head in agreement and instantly found myself hugged tightly from all sides by the happy children.
"Calm down, kids, calm down" — I grumbled kindly, patting someone's head with my wing — "Unless you want to crack your mother's ribs"

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Moon Rise, ch. 14 — Healing


«Lunar Aria» — Luna's song

The stream of magic suddenly soused me from head to toes, as if I had dipped into warm water, and then the pillow flew away from beneath me. Having thought, that I was falling, I made a dash too late in an attempt to keep myself balanced, but became silent in astonishment immediately. The anomaly turned out to be Luna's telekinesis.
Having carried me over the table, the alicorn sat me down next to her carefully and hugged me with her wing. I noticed the bat-stallion's surprised look, however I found myself not caring a bit about his opinion on interspecific and interracial love. Having buried my face in Luna's mane, I whispered under my breath into her ear, which had moved attentively.
"I am so happy, that you were able to win that war, my dear..."
The pony rested her head on my shoulder and sighed sullenly. Probably, she was not going to remember any of this in the morning, but at least in this moment she felt happy, being with me.
I was stupefied with drink, yet I was able to hear Luna's singing next to my ear. Then, having released me, she sat up on the pillow, drew a cookie closer with an unresponsive telekinesis, missed the mouth several times, caught it finally and took a sip of remaining tea.
"I-w-will-sing-now..." — the princess announced solemnly. She got up, having put her forelegs on the table, and stretched her wings upwards in a manner, which I had already known well. She had always stretched herself before some decisive action.
"Ow, something is going to happen" — Northlight muttered with a strange expression. It seemed like he already had the honour to witness Luna's vocal talents.
Grey weightless curls of smoke waved through the alicorn's feathers and interlaced with strands of her mane. The purple gleams of magic flickered ominously below thick lowered eyelashes. The lightning stroke suddenly and lights went out, chilly glow of the moon burst into the room through the balcony and windows.
Luna's quiet whisper sounded like a distant rumble of an approaching storm.
"Well, sister, it is time to remember our story..."
Celestia lowered her ears involuntarily. Her fear was understandable, since the sorceress, who was drunk as a lord, towered above her menacingly. Bat-stallion cast some spell, covering walls and windows with solid magical barrier. Luna was pleased with the impression, she had made, lay down and brushed everything off the table with a wave of her wing. There was no jingle or splashing, the utensils had disappeared in soft twilight without a trace.
Hawing bent over the table, Luna breathed the cloud of silvery steam out, as if she was breathing in the cold. Very soon that cloud took shape of a high mountain. A castle clambered up one of its slopes like a small glimmering sparkle.
The rising sun illuminated Canterlot with a slight wave of the horn. It took a wide ark around the mountain and receded over the invisible horizon, giving its place on the tiny sky to the moon. The brilliant scattered stars were a delight for the eye, and then the canvas of the night blazed up with a fire of a new day.
We were watching the illusion of this eternal cycle with bated breath. The Canterlot castle, illuminated by the flashes of days and nights, was approaching quickly, revealing more and more details. Soon one could spot two alicorns, who were standing on the balcony. The white princess was resting her forelegs on the fence majestically, staring into the distance, and the dark one was sitting with her back to her sister, huddling up miserably in her shadow. Maybe, she was just a shadow herself, lacking a face or a voice.
Luna's eyes blazed up in the twilight, and her voice sounded suddenly low, like an uneasy movement of the wind, which foreboded the hurricane...

Back then rage clouded my mind,
And sadness made my heart so heavy.
These ponies did not notice nights,
While walking in the sunlight daily.

And, living in my sister's shade,
I longed for glory and attention.
The patterns of my nights were made
With all my care, joy and passion.

But at sunrise I was forgotten,
No pony had a word to say.
In winter, summer, spring and autumn
They hailed Day Princess and the day.

There was a balcony, alicorns and a barrier, which rose out of the darkness.
Celestia touched it with a hoof, as if she wanted to destroy the wall of old mistakes, but the illusion stayed unshakeable. Luna's voice grew stronger like a storm, flashes of lightning in the heart of it were like emotions, which had been lived through long ago, but was awaken again.

Misunderstanding and resentment
Build walls between the two of us,
Revealing brittleness of friendship,
That seemed so solid at first glance.

It broke the proud pony's spirit.
How could it ever be revived?
The swarm of nightmares left me feeling
Like darkness crept into my mind.

Having been captured by the dark magic, illusory Luna was transformed into a terrible, fierce monster. One look of it made me shudder, because I had been like that myself.

So I embraced this deepest darkness.
My rage and envy took the blame
As much as spirit of the nightmares,
And Nightmare Moon became my name.

I gave my body to that force
For the authority and power.
I was not asked if that was worth
My soul, when we had closed the bargain.

Canterlot was ripped asunder, revealing the confrontation of kindred spirits. The light one did not understand, what was happening, and the dark one was enraged by this lack of understanding.

The ancient balance was disrupted,
The Darkness rose against the Light.
I went to limits, was corrupted
And blinded by my own pride.

I strove to rule the world, dismiss her
I longed to settle an old score
With her, Day Princess, elder sister
Celestia, I loved no more.

Luna flew up to the lofty ceiling with one flap of her mighty wings and disappeared in the darkness. Only the air flows, which were driven by the wings, suggested that the alicorn was hovering above us. By the will of the Mistress of Darkness the three silent spectators, who were us, found themselves in the eye of the storm of events. The entire space around us became a huge somber mirage, showing the picture of a cruel fate. We were looking at Celestia, who was flying away in panic, and at Nightmare Moon, who was in swift pursuit. The glowing charges of battle magic, sweeping over us, were imbued with fury.

She said, she did not want to fight me
I took it as a great offence
And cast her out, high and mighty
For me, she had deserved no less

Her flight was short and on its merit
The blast of magic caused her fall
It brought her down, she could not bear it,
Went through the roof, crashed in the hall.

Her broken body lied in wreckage,
Disgraced and beaten, overthrown.
This time she truly got the message,
I triumphed for my strength had grown.

My heart was overwhelmed with joy,
My greatest dream was just at hand.
The opposition was destroyed,
And now my night would never end!

There is no pattern like the stars
On fine dark velvet of night sky,
The comet leaving trail of sparks,
The forest, hushed by lullaby.

No one will dare to confront
My powers. Everyone will kneel.
No one will offer an affront,
No one will scheme, deride or leer.

Alas, I dropped my guard too soon.
The wings of happiness were flaring.
I was besotted by the Moon,
I felt invincible and daring.

The mirage died out suddenly, and we were deafened by the silence, that had fallen upon us. Luna seemed to disappear, one could not hear even the sounds of her wings. Having cast a glance at Celestia, I saw her eyes widened by horror, they were glimmering in the moonlight, and tears were streaming down her muzzle heavily.
The new mirage, showing the confrontation of luminaries, flared up with a terrible might. And the dark alicorn's voice sounded again, its harsh measured pace seemed to count the words like the moments, which were left before the death.

And then I heard my sister's solemn voice.
Protecting loyal subjects from ill fate,
She said, I had not left her any choice
And used the strongest weapon ever made.

I felt like I was burning from inside,
Consumed by pain, despair, anger, scorn,
And I attacked again with all my might,
Against my own sister raising horn!

But loyal magic kept her safe and sound,
Bright cheerful lights were laughing all around.
The strike was kind and generous as well
To end the honest duel with this spell.

Celestia had turned the tide of battle
With elements of Harmony again.
Against them all my powers did not matter,
And I could have done nothing to escape.

I had been thrown away by mighty spell,
The knots of magic were to tight to tear,
And, having bid my homeland farewell,
I felt my tortured mind becoming clearer.

My sister was the one I loved the most,
I came to her with an intent to kill.
The dark and evil spirit was the cause,
It had possessed my body, broke my will.

I made the worst mistake in all my life,
Having allowed that dark force to use me.
There was no doubt in my sister's love.
The harmony is fragile and illusive.

But rage and envy knew their craft.
My mind was clouded again.
How could I have been ever loved?
She did not understand my pain!

I failed that time, but mark my words,
Eternal night will have its chance.
I will go on with no remorse,
And I will wait till solstice comes.

The sun will take the longest path,
And I will face my sister then
With no repeating of the past.
She will not trick me once again.

There was Canterlot, it was lifeless and dark, without a single sparkle in the windows. Standing on the balcony, the lonely white alicorn was staring mournfully at the night luminary, which was disfigured by craters.

Full moon is shining brightly like the sun.
The sign of unicorn bears marks of shame,
And every pony is asleep, but one.
She caused so much unnecessary pain.

The last faint sounds of the echo quietened down, flashes of magical mirages faded away, and Night Princess sank on the pillow next to me, breathing heavily. The plate of cookies and the teakettle, which had already gotten cold, came back from dissipated shadows. Having thrown my arm around Luna, I raised a cup of water to her lips. She hesitated, but took a sip carefully. My fingers felt quick quivers, coursing over the body of my beloved.
"Luna... forgive me" — Celestia whispered in a quavering voice and touched her sister's shoulder with the hoof — "I was so inconsiderate, when you needed my help the most. I am sorry, that everything ended... that way"
Luna looked away and reached the water with her lips again. Having lowered her eyes, she was regaining her inward peace with each slow sip.
"Forgive me"
Having snatched the moment, Celestia used telekinesis to draw Luna to her chest and hugged her.
"Tia" — I breathed out quietly — "You want Luna to forgive you. But are you ready to forgive Luna?"
The sisters stared at me in perplexity. Then, having looked back, Celestia met Luna's questioning glance. Tia held her close, burying her muzzle even deeper in Luna's mane to muffle up her sobbing.
Northlight, who moved away silently, appeared next to me and whispered, having touched my back with the wing:
"Let us go, they need to be alone"
The body, which was filled with alcohol, was responding to the mind's orders slowly and reluctantly. Still, I managed to get up carefully and followed the bat-stallion to the balcony, having taken the pillow, empty wine bottle and several muffins with me. Luna stood motionless, being embraced by her sister. The look of her eyes was showing her surprise and a slight reproach: "You surely can punch to the gut". Having nodded respectfully, I went out and closed the door.

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Moon Rise, ch. 16 — Princesses and Warrior


Original songs russian text — by Layri Cheetah.
Songs text translated to eng — by Captain Plunder.