If Chance Will Have Me Queen

Princess Luna, as Warden of the Night, responds to a request of aid from a beleaguered town subject to a magic most foul. However, Luna confronts more then she bargained for, when a mysterious creature offers her a glimpse into her future and the potential realization of her darkest desires.

Set 1000 years before the beginning of Friendship is Magic

*Inspired by Shakespeare's Macbeth

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Merula

Merula #1 · Apr 8th, 2018 · 1 · ·

...without my stir

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Coronet the lesser #2 · Apr 8th, 2018 · · ·

8850926

Look how our partner's rapt

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RexDraconum #4 · Apr 8th, 2018 · 1 · ·

“Aye,” it chortled, grinning horribly. “And so, the Moon has come.” The Witch's head bobbed aimlessly towards Luna, halting briefly to look at her with dead eyes as if it could still see. “Fair you are, yet a foulness it hides beneath.”

"So fair and foul a day I have not seen."
"Fair is foul and foul is fair, hover through the fog and filthy air."

“Our fall ? We must admit for a monster you have provided us the quaintest amusements” mocked Luna. “Alas all things must come to an end. We have a duty to fulfill.” Her horn hummed with her magic. The building of a spell that would sever the foul being from nape to chops, she had yet to try out her newest piece of morbid art on a living being.

As with the rebel.

A sad tale told by a fool begging for a reprieve from almighty justice.

"It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury and signifying nothing."

The great warrior she was, enchanting and fierce, beloved and feared rightly amongst those lesser then her, as it rightly should have been. One that would put an end to the tyranny of the sun. Had she not felt it? In the whisper of a dream, it had been. Far from ever searching light, where none could see her deep and dark desires. She had no prick to spur her intent, but always lingered her vaulting ambition. Once more such thoughts crept ever so closely to the surface of her mind. They asked familiar questions. Had her sister not unjustly usurped the adoration Luna was due?

"O stars hide your fires, see not my dark and deep desires."
Of course, vaulting ambition.

“My destiny is mine alone for the taking, and it shall be mine, for I say it shall be so! I have waited long enough. The time for talking has ended, you have outlived your amusement to us. Damn thee should thy cry enough!” The fury within Luna bordered upon rabid, her face countered into a growl, her magic hissed menacingly, sparks illuminated her angered visage, her wings spread out menacingly, the darkness grew about, the moon light faded as it overlord drew upon its incredible energy.

"Though Great Burnham Wood be come to Dunsinane, and thou oppos'd being of no woman born, yet I will try the last. Lay on Macduff! And damned be him that first cries, 'Hold! Enough!'"

That's all I could find looking over it casually, and without the actual text, so some of my quotes probably aren't perfect, and I've probably missed some.
Very intelligent and well done!

8850926 I was going to say that!

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