Here stands I, Nightmare Moon. Look upon the greatness of my Kingdom, Sister, and despair.
Once, long ago, Equestria was full of life. Then the Nightmare came. She cast down her sister, sealed away the sun and cursed the world to an eternal winter.
A thousand years later in the ruins of what was once Ponyville you find hoofprints, traces of the last pony. You follow them to answers, tragedy, and the terrible truth.
Submission for the 2017 Nightmare Moon Group picture prompt contest.
Inspired by the poem Ozymandias by Percy Shelley.
Now edited and updated to a fine sheen.