The Dawn of the New Moon

The thick, hot, coal black smoke engulfed the room as the workers continued out their leader's commandes tediously. The bodies were to be disposed of in a secretive, secluded area where nobody would suspect it. The smell of rotten, decayed flesh filled their noses They had become well-aquainted with the pungent odor that onced caused the to wretch and vomit. The familiar feeling of the hooves crushing beneath them, reliquishing a sound like twigs snapping that echoed throughout the room. The metallic banging and clinking of the vast assortment of horseshoes beneath them became an almost soothing sound. They enjoyed their work because it pleased the master. If she was happy, they were happy. All that they did and didn't do was for their ruler, Princess Luna. They lived and breathed her tenets. She was all that was, the very lives that they lived were hers. The workers never questioned her word, even if they didn't full-heartedly support it or even fully comprehend the reasoning behind it. They feared that if they ever did, they would end up like the cold, soulless corpses they disposed of.

Luna watched intently as her followers executed her plans beautifully and masterfully. Her years of extensive planning and revising, the insane amount of time that she had put into this scheme was admirable to say the least. She had never put so much thought and detail into anything up until this point. She had tried to contemplated virtually every possible circumstance that could arise, planning for almost every possible consequence that could ever happen. It was those years that she spent meticulously weaving every stitch in the flawless fabric of her scheme. She couldn't help but smile as the thoughts of her sister's foolishness reverberated in her head. If only she could've understoodher feelings, her loathe for the ones who didn't appreciate what she had so graciously bestowed upon them. She had tried so hard to creat a perfect, beautiful break from the ever-watching, hot, maddening sun. All she had wanted was for them to appreciate her miraculous moon that hung like a twilight pearl upon the ominous black cloak of the sky. Celestia just couldn't understand her emotions because she was never faced with the problem of people being so blatantly unappreciative of her wonderous creations. All Luna had ever wanted was for everypony to adore and gaze at her shimmering moon. Instead of this, they chose to sleep and selfishly and unthankfully bask in the gentle light of her moon. It was for these actions, that they were punished.