The last solstice
Chapter 19: A small victory
Celestia looked up from the book she was reading and glanced at the window. The Sun was about the plummet behind the tall mountains on the horizon, its orange rays shone into the Princesses room. It was still warm, but the autumn coolness was already lurking in the background, the white alicorn could feel its soft touch in the evening breeze. Her vision wandered to the wallclock and Celestia acknowledged with satisfaction, that she calculated the time perfectly by the position of the fiery orb above. Of course, her mild and short-lived joy was not...
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