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Moving Heaven and Earth
“She lies.”
“But she bears the mark of the Sun on her flank, brother.”
“One pony, lifting the Sun? Absurd.”
“Thou art absurd!” Luna glowered at the big, dumb wizard pony. “Thou art jealous because thou cannot do it on thine own!”
“That’s enough, Luna,” Celestia said, gently resting her hoof on the filly’s shoulder.
“But, sister—”
“That’s enough.”
“Yes, know thy place,” the unicorn said, sneering at Luna before turning back to his companions.
“But they are wrong, sister. I saw you lift the Sun this morn with mine very own eyes.”
“I know, Luna. But they do not.”
The rap of hoof on wood drew the heads of all those assembled to the Archmage, the elderly mare clearing her throat to quiet the murmurs of the assembled magi.
“It has been decided that, since Celestia claims to have lifted the Sun on her own, she will not require our assistance with the Moon this eve. Celestia, are you prepared to prove your claim?”
Celestia frowned. “Raising the Sun was most taxing; might I ask for—”
“No,” the Archmage interrupted curtly. “There are already rumors that we, the Council of Magi, are no longer necessary because a single unicorn can lift the Sun on her own. We wish to quell this rumor instantly. Is that understood?”
“So you wish for me to fail.”
“You shall fail, for all to see, if you continue to stake this mad claim.”
Celestia’s eyes hardened. “I do not lie. I accept your test.”
“But it isn’t fair!”
Celestia looked down at her sister, a sad smile on her lips. “It is not, but I shall persevere.”
“It is time,” the Archmage said, leering. “It is not too late. Say to all those assembled that you and your sister were misunderstood, and you may leave with your honor intact.”
“I will not lie,” Celestia said stiffly, “Nor impugn the honor of my sister to claim that she was spreading tales when she was speaking the truth.”
“Very well then.” The Archmage raised her voice. “Celestia claims to be able to move heaven and earth on her own! I say, let her try. If she cannot raise the Moon on her own, then all will have a few extra moments of sunlight to enjoy this evening.” The mare turned to Celestia, extending her hoof expectantly.
Luna smiled at her sister. “Lift the Moon, sister!” she shouted.
“I shall,” Celestia said, bowing her head and closing her eyes, the assembled unicorns falling silent as her horn shone with the color of the Sun.
“She’s doing it!” one shouted, lifting their hoof and pointing towards the sky as the Sun sank towards the horizon.
Luna grinned, watching the Archmage as the old pony bit her lip, several of the magi beginning to talk amongst themselves before, suddenly, Celestia sagged, the light from her horn fading.
“As I thought,” the Archmage said, stepping forward to address the crowd.
“Thou art cheating!” Luna shouted. “My sister is tired!”
“A likely excuse.”
Celestia grimaced, bracing her hooves on the ground as she pointed her horn straight out towards the horizon, the alabaster surface burning with heavenly fire once more.
“See! Watch the sun sink!” Luna shouted, pointing towards the horizon as the disc of the sun began to vanish beyond the distant hills, the sky turning red, then purple before Celestia sank to her knees once more, her magic fading as the sky turned black.
An uncomfortable silence fell over all those assembled, ponies looking up towards the sky, eyes flickering across the heavens for some sign.
“I think we have seen enough,” the Archmage pronounced. “Where is the Moon?” She lifted her hoof, waving it at the sky. “There is no sign.”
Luna’s heart sank as she looked out onto the crowd, the assembled ponies beginning to nod. Tearing her eyes away from the crowd, she looked up at the sky, and concentrated. “Please, Moon, show yourself,” she said, closing her eyes and drawing upon her own magic.
“And now a foal—”
The Archmage’s words were drowned in a sea of gasps. Luna permitted herself a smile as she swayed on her hooves, suddenly feeling a strong pair of hooves wrapping themselves around her middle as her legs gave out.
“Did we do it?” she murmured.
“No, sister; I had already given up.”
Luna slowly opened her eyes to the sight of Celestia’s smile, burning bright in the moonlight.
“You did it on your own.”
“But she bears the mark of the Sun on her flank, brother.”
“One pony, lifting the Sun? Absurd.”
“Thou art absurd!” Luna glowered at the big, dumb wizard pony. “Thou art jealous because thou cannot do it on thine own!”
“That’s enough, Luna,” Celestia said, gently resting her hoof on the filly’s shoulder.
“But, sister—”
“That’s enough.”
“Yes, know thy place,” the unicorn said, sneering at Luna before turning back to his companions.
“But they are wrong, sister. I saw you lift the Sun this morn with mine very own eyes.”
“I know, Luna. But they do not.”
The rap of hoof on wood drew the heads of all those assembled to the Archmage, the elderly mare clearing her throat to quiet the murmurs of the assembled magi.
“It has been decided that, since Celestia claims to have lifted the Sun on her own, she will not require our assistance with the Moon this eve. Celestia, are you prepared to prove your claim?”
Celestia frowned. “Raising the Sun was most taxing; might I ask for—”
“No,” the Archmage interrupted curtly. “There are already rumors that we, the Council of Magi, are no longer necessary because a single unicorn can lift the Sun on her own. We wish to quell this rumor instantly. Is that understood?”
“So you wish for me to fail.”
“You shall fail, for all to see, if you continue to stake this mad claim.”
Celestia’s eyes hardened. “I do not lie. I accept your test.”
“But it isn’t fair!”
Celestia looked down at her sister, a sad smile on her lips. “It is not, but I shall persevere.”
“It is time,” the Archmage said, leering. “It is not too late. Say to all those assembled that you and your sister were misunderstood, and you may leave with your honor intact.”
“I will not lie,” Celestia said stiffly, “Nor impugn the honor of my sister to claim that she was spreading tales when she was speaking the truth.”
“Very well then.” The Archmage raised her voice. “Celestia claims to be able to move heaven and earth on her own! I say, let her try. If she cannot raise the Moon on her own, then all will have a few extra moments of sunlight to enjoy this evening.” The mare turned to Celestia, extending her hoof expectantly.
Luna smiled at her sister. “Lift the Moon, sister!” she shouted.
“I shall,” Celestia said, bowing her head and closing her eyes, the assembled unicorns falling silent as her horn shone with the color of the Sun.
“She’s doing it!” one shouted, lifting their hoof and pointing towards the sky as the Sun sank towards the horizon.
Luna grinned, watching the Archmage as the old pony bit her lip, several of the magi beginning to talk amongst themselves before, suddenly, Celestia sagged, the light from her horn fading.
“As I thought,” the Archmage said, stepping forward to address the crowd.
“Thou art cheating!” Luna shouted. “My sister is tired!”
“A likely excuse.”
Celestia grimaced, bracing her hooves on the ground as she pointed her horn straight out towards the horizon, the alabaster surface burning with heavenly fire once more.
“See! Watch the sun sink!” Luna shouted, pointing towards the horizon as the disc of the sun began to vanish beyond the distant hills, the sky turning red, then purple before Celestia sank to her knees once more, her magic fading as the sky turned black.
An uncomfortable silence fell over all those assembled, ponies looking up towards the sky, eyes flickering across the heavens for some sign.
“I think we have seen enough,” the Archmage pronounced. “Where is the Moon?” She lifted her hoof, waving it at the sky. “There is no sign.”
Luna’s heart sank as she looked out onto the crowd, the assembled ponies beginning to nod. Tearing her eyes away from the crowd, she looked up at the sky, and concentrated. “Please, Moon, show yourself,” she said, closing her eyes and drawing upon her own magic.
“And now a foal—”
The Archmage’s words were drowned in a sea of gasps. Luna permitted herself a smile as she swayed on her hooves, suddenly feeling a strong pair of hooves wrapping themselves around her middle as her legs gave out.
“Did we do it?” she murmured.
“No, sister; I had already given up.”
Luna slowly opened her eyes to the sight of Celestia’s smile, burning bright in the moonlight.
“You did it on your own.”