I took the idea here
[link]I would have preferred names for them Equestria and Cosmos
In fact, a very good idea to paint father and mother for princesses)) When I draw them, I thought something ... About their story)) Mother - Equestria, the goddess of the sun, the true daughter of previous King and Queen Day and Night. She grew up in an atmosphere of love and harmony, and became the goddess of the sun, after his father, getting his full power. But her mother - Night could not just leave it. She knew that the kingdom should be in harmony, and so she asked the moon to give her scientists, Who could become the new king.
And then came the Cosmos. Equestria loved Cosmos and after leaving the throne her parents, she took it together with Cosmos. Soon, they had two daughters - Celestia and Luna. Celestia wanted to become a sun goddess, as a mom, and all to be like her. And Luna wanted to go after his father, and to be the goddess of the night.
Equestria gives much attention to Celestia, and so sha does not find time to communicate with Cosmos. A Cosmos thinks his wife does not love him more, and began to spend all day with Luna ...
Before his death, Equestria tells her daughter in its history. She says to her:
-Do not be totally like me. You have your way. I do not want it to be full of loneliness ...
Queen sends all their power her daughter, and together with by Cosmos is sent to their parents.
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Идея взята с
[link]Это дико круто, нарисовать родителей Принцесс)) Ну и как всегда, я заполнила процесс рисования художественным бредом)) Получилась история про королеву Эквестрию и короля Космоса.
Если в кратце, то Эквестрия - дочка первых короля и королевы Дня и Ночи. Она вся пошла в папу и стала настоящей повелительницей солнца. Но ее мама - Ночь, знала, что все должно быть в гармонии, и попросила у Богов ученика, который смог бы занять трон после нее.
Тут появился Космос. Эквестрия его полюбила, и заняла вместе с ним трон после своих родителей. Вскоре у них рождаются дети - Целестия и Луна. Целестия во всем хочет быть похожа на маму, и стать Богиней Солнца, а Луна мечтает быть похожей на отца.
Эквестрия так углубилась в обучение своей старшей дочери, что не уделяла внимание своей второй дочке и мужу. Космос подумал, что она разлюбила его, и стал все время проводить с Луной. Когда Целестия закончила обучение, Эквестрия поняла, что обречена на одиночество, так как она не могла наладить отношения с Космосом.
В итоге, перед своей смертью она передала свою силу старшей дочке, и сказала ей:
-Не будь похожа на меня. Я была слишком одинока. Не повторяй моих ошибок.
И вместе с Космосом отправляется в Рай, к своим родителям))
Вот такая Санта-Барбара!
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Не бейте меня, я просто впал в детство))
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There were ponies everywhere, sitting calmly and quietly as if they were waiting for somepony to speak. They were staring at me it seemed, but I knew better than that and believed there to be somepony behind me. I tried to scream for help, but no sound came out of my mouth. There was nothing I could do but watch. I felt two figures brush up against my flank and slowly proceeded to come to my sides just out of my line of sight. One of them began to speak in a rather loud tone that seemed to echo a royal speaking voice. How I remembered that, I do not know.
“CITIZENS OF CANTERLOT AND EQUESTRIA,” the voice began, and it reminded me of the small, night colored filly from my memory. The voice seemed to match it, just amplified one hundred times.
“Luna,” the other voice called. “I think that I should talk for this ceremony. If you wouldn’t mind, sister.” I couldn't see a thing on either side of me; only the large crowd of ponies assembled in front of me were visible. Once she started again, it was evident that the other pony had approved of what she had said.
“This day, we’ve come here to celebrate the one thousandth anniversary of the pony who had saved me and my sister’s life as young fillies, the pony who was courageous enough to take on a hydra himself, to protect two small fillies, putting his own well being on the line.” The voice paused, her voice hinting at sadness. “He sacrificed his magic, something that everyone of us hold dear, to save us. He used his horn after vigorously fighting to put the creature to an end, but he was also putting an end to himself. His horn snapped from his head, and the vast amount of magic flowing from his body turned him instantly into stone. Today, we remember him.”
The two figures rested their heads on mine, their manes barely visible out of the corner of my eyes. One the color of the night and the other as white as the clouds themselves. The ponies in the audience all raised their hooves and stomped to the bravery that I had once enacted, something that I’ll most likely never remember. The two ponies at my side, which I assumed were my daughters, rose. The ponies in front of me slowly moved from where they were as they stopped clopping and walked in front of me, each dropping a bouquet of flowers at my feet, some muttering thank you, and some even had tears dripping form their lively eyes.
As soon as the crowd dissipated, the two alicorns appeared in front of me, tears flowing from their eyes. They stood directly in my line of sight, making sure I knew of their presence there before the white one spoke.
“You may not remember us, but we remember you, and that is what matters right now. We know that you are struggling to stay alive in there, but bear with us. We have been trying to free you for the longest time, and we do thank you for what you did to save us back then.”
The two alicorns reached forward, their front legs extending around my neck, holding me in a firm grip. They’d started to cry a vast amount, and I could feel their tears running down my stone back, as they both spoke in unison.
“I love you, Daddy.”
A tear formed in the corner of my eye, rolling off my face and falling to the snow below.
This is a very interesting idea, and I could draw something on this subject as soon as you answer my questions. This may be a request?