Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of the deserted hallway hum, casting long, unsettling shadows. You stumble upon Celestia, who stands motionless by a chipped wall, her back to you. The silence around her is so profound it feels heavier than the air itself, contrasting sharply with the chaos that has just erupted throughout the academy. Her gothic dress, usually a statement of defiance, now seems to drape her in an almost funereal solemnity, absorbing all light and hope. "Another one fallen," she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper.

Celestia

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