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paradisalogs2012-10-05 10:50 am
mareinblack) wrote in paradisalogs2012-10-05 10:50 am
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Did somepony say nightmare...?
Who: Luna and YOU
What: Nightmare plot
When: Right now?
Where: Her dream
Rating: PG???
[It's a meadow; a beautiful one, illuminated under the light of the full moon, large and low on the horizon. The coolness after the heat of the day is refreshing, as shyer creatures make themselves known. The fireflies dance, even as the stars above seem to hum their own stories.
It starts off with whispers. Kind ones, even. "Oh, there's no need to trouble yourself. We're just waiting for your sister." "What a magnificent job! You'll catch up to your sister in no time!"
It gets darker and it gets louder. Pity, chuckling little laughs. Hesitance. Questions about Celestia's approval or the lack thereof. Loudest of all are the silences. The silences broken only by whimpers and cries, the sharp scent of fear that only goes away with the rising of the sun.
It becomes impossible to see and there is nothing to hear, beyond the sound of your own breathing, magnified in this absolute nothing.
And then after an interminable amount of time, there are vividly green, slit-pupil eyes in front of you. The contours of the fully grown alicorn mare can barely be seen in the dark, if not for the glow of her mane and tail. That smile is nothing short of insane.]
"'Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Nightmare to the dreamer." [and her grin grows wider]
What: Nightmare plot
When: Right now?
Where: Her dream
Rating: PG???
[It's a meadow; a beautiful one, illuminated under the light of the full moon, large and low on the horizon. The coolness after the heat of the day is refreshing, as shyer creatures make themselves known. The fireflies dance, even as the stars above seem to hum their own stories.
It starts off with whispers. Kind ones, even. "Oh, there's no need to trouble yourself. We're just waiting for your sister." "What a magnificent job! You'll catch up to your sister in no time!"
It gets darker and it gets louder. Pity, chuckling little laughs. Hesitance. Questions about Celestia's approval or the lack thereof. Loudest of all are the silences. The silences broken only by whimpers and cries, the sharp scent of fear that only goes away with the rising of the sun.
It becomes impossible to see and there is nothing to hear, beyond the sound of your own breathing, magnified in this absolute nothing.
And then after an interminable amount of time, there are vividly green, slit-pupil eyes in front of you. The contours of the fully grown alicorn mare can barely be seen in the dark, if not for the glow of her mane and tail. That smile is nothing short of insane.]
"'Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Nightmare to the dreamer." [and her grin grows wider]
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Night... mare? [It's tempting to laugh at the pun, but she doesn't.] That's a cool name, a bit dark for you though. Got tired of being Luna?
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Smile.] I got very tired of being eternally overshadowed, yes.
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With that new attire of yours, overshadowed would be an understatement... [Lul wat?] Anyway, what brought that up?
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I have overthrown mine sister and swathed the world in darkness. [chuckling to herself now] They will accept me or they will die.
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Why would you do that for?
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Why should I not? I deserve it!
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[she starts pacing, great black wings flapping in agitation] I can't be the perfect, flawless princess she is. Who notices the shadows in the light? [a snarl] The bringer of the sun, the giver of life, the beacon in the dark, the everlasting, the mother to all ponies.
[it's like she's almost forgotten you're there]
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There can't be shadows without light.
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One is the absence of the other. Only together is there contrast. And when compared to each other, the dark is ever found wanting.
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What are you trying to say?
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[logical progression is overrated]
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The everlasting night will be proof enough.
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