Literature
Pink Strand of Memory
The sight of Tartarus still lingered at the back of Celestia’s mind. She knew she’d see that place in her dreams tonight, no doubt. Usually, the excuse for such a nightmare would be because it was a terrifying experience, but not this time.
No, the only thing she felt at this moment was disappointment.
She wasn’t sure why she trusted him in the first place. Little time had passed since he returned, yet already she was willing to out such a responsibility in his hands?
Staring at the fire wasn’t helping. She squeezed her eyes shut, forcing out the tears that were forming; hopefully from eyesore.
Despite the flame th