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!f5Yimsl5Pw 01/04/11(Tue)04:54 No.22367255writefaggotry, mark I, something short;
I have been alive for thousands of years. Immortality drains me. Yet i've kept mostly alone, solitude is my prison and my bosom. while my elder sister brings the vast sun to light every day, i control the far grander scheme....at least i think i do. i really don't want to bother her with all this, she'd just smile and tell me to go back to my room, if only she would listen! If only ANYPONY would listen! My eyes are borderline perfection, when i look up at my night sky i see.....strange things. every little point is just like Celestia's beloved sun. But they're all so different. some blue, some red, some white, some yellow, some tiny, some gigantic, and some with tiny little balls floating around them in the void. There are such fantastic and terrible things out there, if only anypony would look up! even without my eyes they could see the myriad patterns the specks of light form, such simplistic beauty. I really should tell Celestia this, maybe she'll listen if i raise my voice a little...no, she would get mad at me, i should just stay in my room. But the things I've seen! i even saw one of the specks explode once, it was so bright it burned her eyes! Over the next decades, it formed into a massive and beautiful shape suspended in the sky, like a painting which burst into life of its own accord. There were other stranger things as well, she once saw a several very large suns spinning around absolutely nothing, a single point which I could only see by the intense light of two jets spitting hot fire into the void around itself, like a cosmic two-headed dragon of unimaginable ferocity. |