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Day 16 of 'Inktober', although it has been uploaded a little late, due to technical complications (I had no internet haha). The word was: Angel

I'm short on stories lately, so the lore will be brief [Aethereus from the future: Actually it wasn't that short...]

Part I

The golden rays of the sun filter through the green leaves of the forest, creating a contrast between the brightness of nature and the darkness that looms around you. Surrounded by the serenity of nature, you find yourself lying peacefully on the twisted trunk of an ancient oak tree. However, the calm is abruptly broken when you sense a majestic presence that seems to defy all logic and description.

You slowly turn to face the source of that overwhelming presence. In front of you, in a clearing in the forest, stands a figure that does not fit into any known category. It is not a seraph according to the ancient canons, nor any being you have seen before. It is a bipedal figure, tall and graceful, with three pairs of wings spread. Each of those wings is adorned with innumerable eyes that seem to contain unfathomable secrets. The gleam of those eyes mesmerizes you, and their radiance seems to embrace you with centuries-old wisdom.

Your emotions are torn between awe, fear, discomfort and, above all, admiration. Before you stands the ruler of Equestria, an entity that, according to the propaganda, has watched over the harmony of her kingdom for eons. However, the reality is not as simple as the history books portray it.

Instinctively, after the initial shock, you prostrate yourself respectfully, extending your front hooves and lowering your head to avoid looking at any of the numerous eyes that watch you curiously. You pray to existence not to raise doubts.

The moment seems to stretch into infinite points, fractured only by the sudden sensation of movement. You know she is approaching, your breathing quickens slightly, and your muscles tense as you clench your jaw.

"Little... pony, please look at me," she whispers slowly, her words brimming with a coldness that belies her apparent cordiality.

Clenching your jaw even tighter, you decide to obey, and finally, you look into the eyes of her face, trying to overlook the rest of the appendages enveloping her.

"Do you know why I'm here?" she asks, more rhetorically than as a true doubt.

"She knows, she knows who I am, she's figured out my identity..." you mentally ponder in fear. "But... if I was so careful, how?". A cold sweat runs down your back as your emotions cloud your reasoning.

"Am I condemned? I can only accept defeat?" you ask yourself swallowing saliva repeatedly....

[Continued in the picture 'Desire to Change'].

Pd: Wings design inspired by a drawing authored by Yoonkiepls.

Description
Day 16 of 'Inktober', although it has been uploaded a little late, due to technical complications (I had no internet haha). The word was: Angel

I'm short on stories lately, so the lore will be brief [Aethereus from the future: Actually it wasn't that short...]

Part I

The golden rays of the sun filter through the green leaves of the forest, creating a contrast between the brightness of nature and the darkness that looms around you. Surrounded by the serenity of nature, you find yourself lying peacefully on the twisted trunk of an ancient oak tree. However, the calm is abruptly broken when you sense a majestic presence that seems to defy all logic and description.

You slowly turn to face the source of that overwhelming presence. In front of you, in a clearing in the forest, stands a figure that does not fit into any known category. It is not a seraph according to the ancient canons, nor any being you have seen before. It is a bipedal figure, tall and graceful, with three pairs of wings spread. Each of those wings is adorned with innumerable eyes that seem to contain unfathomable secrets. The gleam of those eyes mesmerizes you, and their radiance seems to embrace you with centuries-old wisdom.

Your emotions are torn between awe, fear, discomfort and, above all, admiration. Before you stands the ruler of Equestria, an entity that, according to the propaganda, has watched over the harmony of her kingdom for eons. However, the reality is not as simple as the history books portray it.

Instinctively, after the initial shock, you prostrate yourself respectfully, extending your front hooves and lowering your head to avoid looking at any of the numerous eyes that watch you curiously. You pray to existence not to raise doubts.

The moment seems to stretch into infinite points, fractured only by the sudden sensation of movement. You know she is approaching, your breathing quickens slightly, and your muscles tense as you clench your jaw.

"Little... pony, please look at me," she whispers slowly, her words brimming with a coldness that belies her apparent cordiality.

Clenching your jaw even tighter, you decide to obey, and finally, you look into the eyes of her face, trying to overlook the rest of the appendages enveloping her.

"Do you know why I'm here?" she asks, more rhetorically than as a true doubt.

"She knows, she knows who I am, she's figured out my identity..." you mentally ponder in fear. "But... if I was so careful, how?". A cold sweat runs down your back as your emotions cloud your reasoning.

"Am I condemned? I can only accept defeat?" you ask yourself swallowing saliva repeatedly....

[Continued in the picture 'Desire to Change'].

Pd: Wings design inspired by a drawing authored by Yoonkiepls.