Luna was having a bad day. It had started with her being woken up near three to the sound of loud banging coming from the garden outside. When she had aroused herself and gotten to the garden, she had found a small black box laying in a crater in the center, no identifying marks on its surface. Picking up the box, she had taken it inside, where she was now looking at it, tiredly attempting to figure out what it was.
She sighed. If only Celestia hadn’t left yesterday, she could have dealt with this, and perhaps Luna could have gotten more sleep.
But dealt with this must be. Any strange, unidentified object which found itself in the Canterlot garden could be considered potently dangerous, and it was her duty to take care of it.
So Luna poked at the box, wondering what it could possibly be. It was pitch black, about twenty-five centimeters on each side, and had no seems, cracks, or indents suggesting where or how to use it. If it could be used, that was. For all she knew, the thing was a magic paperweight.
Eventually, Luna decided that using magic was perhaps her best option. First, she casted an identification spell, in hopes of figuring out what it was made of. The instant she did so, the box reacted. Blue lines etched their way across the box, and the bottom collapsed. After about three seconds, it began to tessellate, eventually forming into a black bowl-like structure. Luna was initially startled, but quickly calmed herself to look more closely at the new form.
Experimentally, she stuck her hoof in the bowl. Nothing happened for a few seconds. Then, without warning, two small red spikes penetrated Luna's flesh. She quickly withdrew her hoof. It had hurt, but not too severely.
The box began to tessellate again, returning to its inert state.
Luna felt an odd sensation creep through her body. It was warm, pleasant. It made her feel good. She looked back at the box. Had it drugged her? Whatever it had done, she liked it. She felt powerful, even more so then usual. Like she could do whatever she pleased.
Luna quickly recognized the feeling. She was having a power trip, a drug induced one it seemed. However, as of now, she was still in control. She needed to tell Celestia, before she went and started 'having fun' with the ponies of Canterlot.
Luna moved, but all at once was greeted with the sensation of rising quickly. Looking down, Luna frowned. The floor was certainly receding from her, however she found her hooves still firmly planted on the ground. For a second, she figured it was cognitive dissonance, caused by the drug, but no; Looking around latterly, she noted that her perspective continued to rise. She was growing, alarmingly quickly at that.
Four seconds passed, then she crashed through the roof. Her body continued to expand, the castle shrinking below her hooves. Ten seconds in, and she was as tall as the tallest towers. After but twenty seconds, her hoof was large enough to take up the entire hall she had been in. In thirty, she stopped growing. She looked down at the destroyed castle, and smiled. Little ponies crawled around below her hooves, starring up in awe of her massive form.
During her growth spurt, she had managed to shake the old Luna from her head, and was now able to enjoy the full potential of her new found power. She looked down at the small castle, idly crushing near half with a single flick of her massive hoof. She giggled, and shook her body, feeling the wonderful warmth of her transformation flood her.
From her new vantage point, she could see all of Canterlot spread out below her, like a toy city. Clouds danced around at her neck height, her shadow eclipsing most of the city.
She leaned down, taking a closer look at the tiny ponies who inhabited the city below her. Leaning in, she drew in close to the roofs of the houses, peering down at the frightened and fleeing citizens.
Luna exhaled. A shock wave erupted from her mouth, her breath ripping apart the houses nearby, throwing the tiny ponies meters through the air. She smiled to see how much destruction something as simple as her breath could cause. She hadn’t even been trying, the breath she had let out was, in fact, softer then her normal ones.
She stepped into the city, her hoof flattening over fifty buildings with one step. She didn't even feel it. Counting the rows of destroyed buildings, Luna discovered that her magnificent hoof was some two-hundred sixty meters wide and three hundred long, making her twenty-four hundred meters tall, over one thousand times larger than before.
She lazily dragged her hoof across the ground, the city's structures crumbling under her with ease. The ponies screamed and fled in a desperate attempt to escape, but all save a few swift pegasi were unable to avoid death as the goddess had her fun.
After completing an arc with her hoof, Luna strolled through the city, unfeelingly devastating whole blocks with each step. She found herself disappointed by how small the city was, taking only eight steps to cross. It seemed that a destructive rampage would require more effort than simply stepping on buildings.
Luna lowered her body, laying down on the city. Her body flattened nearly a fifth of the city, instantly killing five thousand. Large sections of the city were burning. Luna looked down upon her work, a satisfied smile crossing her face.
As nice of a city as Canterlot felt breaking up under her body, Luna knew that, due to strict building regulations, the largest of its buildings were but ten stories, and its population relatively low. If she wanted real destruction, she would have to go to a bigger city, perhaps Manehatten or Fillydelpha. She reveled in her power for a few more seconds, then stood up and brushed the debris out of her coat.
Luna left Canterlot, just three minutes after her transformation. Nearly half of its population, some twelve thousand, were dead. Once she was a few steps from it, Luna looked back upon the city.
“Don't worry. I'll be back once I've had my fun elsewhere.” She laughed, and the survivors trembled at the voice of their goddess and the promise of destruction she brought.
Luna walked across the central Equestrian planes, each step causing the earth to tremble and creating shock waves powerful enough to uproot grass in rings. She flattened many secluded homes as she walked, not even registering their insignificant existence. The small houses provided no resistance to her unstoppable power.
One minute into her walk, Luna came across a path, on which a party of fifteen ponies were walking. They noticed her first, cowering as her shadow bolted out the sun.
Luna paused in her journey, peering down at the little ponies who were now between her two front hooves. They were not moving, too scared to do anything but stare at their impossibly beautiful goddess. They trembled before her, whimpering and begging for their lives.
Luna smiled, lifting one hoof and positioning it so that its edge was just to the side of the party. She then lowered her hoof slowly, but still fast enough to knock the little ponies back.
“Worship me.” She stated, letting the little ponies throw themselves at her hoof. Unsure of what the command actually meant, the tiny ponies laid down on her hoof, some crying, some begging, some licking. Luna felt glorious, having so much power over these ponies that they would do anything to please her.
After twenty seconds of this, Luna flicked her hoof, and then continued to walk. She had been getting tired of their display, and wished to play with a city again. None survived.
Forty seconds later, Luna was standing at the edge of Fillydelphia, a city home to nearly one million ponies. Luna looked at the city deviously. This was more her size.
The citizens were trembling, fearful of what their goddess might decide to do with them. Some were looking out windows, hoping against hope that she might let them live. Some were making their way to the tall buildings, to better see her magnificent body. Some were going underground, in an attempt to secure themselves. Some took to the streets, in a futile effort to escape the destruction that was sure to come. And through all, Luna looked down upon her new toy, and smiled.
Her first hoofstep was accompanied by the deaths of one thousand ponies, the buildings disappearing under Luna's hoof without effort. A few more steps, and Luna found herself near the center of the city. Here, the largest buildings were seventy stories tall, each one housing over one thousand workers. She brought her hoof down next to them, the smaller buildings crumpling as she compared the sizes of the skyscrapers.
“My my, these buildings are quite tall. They make it nearly to my ankle!” Luna laughed, ripping the first set apart with a flick of her hoof. She actually felt them, this time, though they provided as much resistance as cardboard cutouts. With her other hoof, she crushed another set, the sound of their destruction loud enough to reach her ears, eliciting a smile.
Luna suddenly had and idea. Turning around, Luna pivoted her body until the city center was facing her backside. Teetering onto her back hooves, she lowered her enormous plot until it was just above the tops of the skyscrapers.
With a laugh, Luna sat down, one quarter of a square kilometer disappearing under her butt, fifteen thousand ponies crushed under Luna with as much consideration as the goddess spared for ants. She felt simply divine, killing so many with no effort; Nopony could hope to stop her.
The city felt good crushed under her butt, the earth softened by the impact, the city sufficiently
destroyed as to have the texture of a small grain bean bag. Idly, Luna stomped her hoof down hard, watching with fascination as the shock wave leveled the nearby area. It was just so easy.
Luna extended her wings, casting the entire half of the city into darkness. She beat them once, watching the resulting whirlwinds ravage the city around her otherwise motionless body. Serene and beautiful, the goddess watched her small city burn around her.
Still, there was so much more she could do! She had leveled only about a tenth of the city so far, and there were more cites after this, bigger ones too. The world was a wondrous sandbox, built for her enjoyment, filled with tiny cities to crush, toys to break, and tiny ponies to worship her.
Luna felt a warmth trickle into her system. It flooded her, making her feel good all over. Her face became a mask of content, which only grew as she saw the city beginning to shrink below her.
Her body expanded again, the city being ground up under her rapidly growing butt and hooves. The tiny ponies felt a deep chill as their goddess rose higher and higher over them, their chances of survival, already astronomically low, dropping with every passing second.
This transformation had lasted about ten seconds, and Luna was quite pleased with the results. The clouds barley licked the top of her cutie mark now, and almost one twelfth of the city had disappeared under her plot. She had grown another five fold, now standing twelve kilometers tall. Placing her hoof down in one of the few remaining patches of standing buildings, Luna watched in amusement as the tiny buildings disappeared even quicker and more quietly then before.
Removing her one and a half square kilometer hoof from the city, debris flaking off as she lifted it, Luna stood up, the city shaking as she shifted her weight. The tiny ponies were tossed about, buildings falling down around the goddess's hooves by nothing more than the act of her standing up.
“Oh, this is wondrous. Look how tiny you all are, even compared to before! What took me almost thirty seconds to do before now disappears under one hoof! I wonder how much bigger I’ll get in the end. Ten times this? Fifty?” She laughed, stepping on another patch of the city. Fifteen thousand ponies were crushed with every step, their blood splashing against her hoof. Not that Luna really noticed. The blood and bodies of the near 200,000 she had crushed was far smaller in volume than the debris of the thousands of buildings which had been flattened to her hooves, and even they were barley noticeable to the goddess.
Luna, upon finding another small group of seventy and eighty story buildings, crushed them under her hoof, this time feeling almost nothing. Every linear increase made her more powerful by the cube, and what had before been easy was suddenly 125 times easier, to the point that she could barely tell that the buildings had had any resistance to her hoof. Suddenly curious, she leaned down, then exhaled over the city hard. Unlike in Canterlot, her breath now easily tore the strongest structures apart, and Luna was treated to the sight of thousands of tiny ponies, so small they appeared as little more than multicolored dots, flying out in a torrent of wind and dirt and shredded infrastructure.
The large buildings were, of course, not the only thing in the city. Such a population center needed jobs to exist, and as one might expect, Fillydelphia had a large industrial sector. Removing herself from the city proper, Luna approached the factories, her eyes displaying her mirth as they shook before her approach.
For most of the workers in these factories, the last ten seconds of their lives were surreal. Their impossibly powerful, impossibly beautiful goddess stood there, towering above them to block out the sun, the clouds hovering less then a third of the way up her legs. A second later, the sky was filled with her cutie mark, her plot swiveling down towards them, growing larger and larger until they were flattened by it.
This was true for only most of the workers, because a few were spared immediate death by happening to be situated in one of the two factories which found themselves between the two halves of Luna's butt. They died two seconds later when the shock wave from the air she had displaced reached them, ripping the factories apart.
A dreamy, content smile found itself gracing the goddess's lips, the flattened factories warming Luna's butt and making her very comfortable. By now, Luna had destroyed nearly three quarters of the city. The remaining quarter and its 300,000 inhabitants waited, looking at their destroyer and pleading for her to stop.
By some miracle, Luna heard their cries. Not wishing to stand up, she laid down, until she was resting her head on the ground, her eyes cast towards the largest standing patch of the city.
“You want me to stop?” Luna's expression darkened. “You ungrateful insects! I, your goddess, have given you all the chance to gaze upon my beautiful form, to please me in any way I wish. This is the opportunity that truly devote mortals pray for! I grant you the ability to be crushed by your goddess, and you wish me to stop!” Luna paused for a second, a smile temporarily flashing across her face, before she resumed her scowl. She felt so delicious, playing so fully the part of unstoppable goddess. “Fine. I won't give you my blessing.”
The tiny ponies stared at her, shocked at the quickness of her turn. She would let them live! The ponies lowered themselves, thanking her profusely. Luna watched them for about thirty seconds, then rose to her hooves. Four steps found her at the city limits. Luna took three more, then turned around to face the city. Her horn lit up, blue light circling the two and a half kilometer long rod and vaporizing the whips of the few small cirrus clouds which managed to form at her head height. The city began to glow blue as well, the goddess's magic encasing the entire area.
After about four seconds, the screaming began. Luna was much to far away to hear it immediately, but she imagined it. The tiny ponies, their bodies being slowly torn apart by her magic, burning from the inside as she slowly overloaded them, the buildings which she had spared crumbling under the enormous force of her power. She made sure to ramp up very slowly, letting the city burn in her light for nearly two minutes before, finally, she let their suffering end.
Nothing survived her.
Having destroyed the entire city, Luna though it best to go to another. There were six cites left in Equestria larger then this one: Saddle, Stalliongrad, Coltforge, New Saddle, Manehatten, and Mareanda. Wishing to try out fully her new size, Luna decided to head for Coltforge. She was sure she would get tired of senseless destruction at some point, but for now she wanted nothing more then to feel millions flatten under her magnificent body. She was a goddess, and it was about time she showed her power. She decided to spare the others, for now, as a goddess would need such populations to pamper her.
Smiling, the goddess left in the direction of Coltforge, the earth cracking visibly with the strain of her 125 gigatonne mass. Clouds parted beneath her hooves, forests flattened, and the ground turned brown, each hoofstep leaving a ten meter deep crater in the earth. Not that Luna noticed. To her, ten meters was the same as two millimeters. Her power was so awesome that even such destruction as this was unnoticed by her as she crossed the distance to her next unfortunate target.
Being as large as she was, Luna found the city of Coltforge just twenty steps from her last location. This time, when she reached the edge of the city, she lay down just outside. Luna licked her lips.
“What should I do with you?” She inquired softly, her voice so powerful as to level the first few blocks of the city unintended. “I could simply step on you, but I've already done that a lot today. I'm sure you'd like to be smeared on my butt, but I've done that already as well. I think you deserve something special.” She smiled, feeling completely unstoppable. “Not to say I won't also do the others.” Luna leaned , her head hanging over the city. “You don't have to worry about that.”
The city was filled with an impossible roar as Luna rolled over onto it. She flattened almost a tenth of it in one go, her body rushing over the tiny buildings like a tidal wave with no end. Her fur became covered in the debris of five thousand buildings and their one hundred thousand unfortunate inhabitants, an amount which doubled as she turned over until she was facing the sky. Laying down on her back, Luna swiveled her form too and fro, rolling in the sand like a little filly. The city did not disappoint its goddess, the fragments of structures having similar comparative properties to her as sand did to a normal pony. She laughed and laughed, not the dark godly laugh of power she had been using all day, but the silly laugh of a pony simply enjoying herself. Her flowing mane swept an arc round her, itself carrying enough mass to turn any structure it encountered into rubble, each strand of her mane thicker around than a pony was tall. Because of her movements, not everypony died instantly to her. Some got caught in the very edge of her mane as she was preparing to change directions, desperately sinking, tossing and turning in her godly star filled hair, eventually being crushed to death not by her beautiful mane, but by the g-forces endured each time she tossed it. Eventually, she stopped, letting out another childlike giggle.
Luna rolled onto her side, looking at the two kilometer thick strip of yet to be destroyed city which had survived her play, being outside of the arc of her mane and flank. She considered destroying it now, but decided against it. She was beginning to feel tired, and the ground was soft, and the sun warm...
Luna slowly drifted off to sleep, her body flanking the entirety of the remainder of the city, reminding its terrified and injured survivors of her power.
Luna opened her eyes again, lazily blinking. She felt warm and comfortable, though the grit in her mane and coat was becoming a little irritating. The sun was beginning to set in the west, perhaps an hour of daylight remaining. Luna looked down to her side, and discovered that the fragment of Coltforge which she had spared was nowhere to be seen. Standing up, she brushed the powdered remains of more than three million ponies out of her coat, looking around at the world below.
It took her only a few seconds to piece together what had happened. During the three hours or so that she had been sleeping, she had grown again, the tiny city flattening under her expanding flank. The clouds barely made it two thirds of the way up her hooves now. She had become larger again by a factor of three.
Luna was pleased at this turn of events. She relished in her power, and wanted more. Today had, so far, been the best in her life. How powerful she was, how much destruction she wrought! The greatest gatherings of civilization burned below her without effort. And to think, she might be just at the beginning of her power!
Where to next? Luna planned on destroying every city at some point, but did she save the biggest for later? Or now, when she could still be somewhat personal with it? Or, should she flatten a few smaller towns, just to see how quickly she could? They all sounded fun.
Well, she didn’t want the small towns to feel left out, did she?
Luna, set in her decision, paced over in the direction of Ponyville. Thirty seconds later, she was starring down at the little town. By now, she was far too large to tell how anypony was reacting to her, so she imagined the screams and stares from the little hamlet below. She leaned down towards it, her eyes attempting to make out the shapes of ponies, or even just moving dots. To her, some sixteen thousand times normal size all told, the average pony was the equivalent of 100 micrometers tall, invisibly small to her might. The tallest buildings in Ponyville stood fifteen meters tall, but to Luna's eye the three dimensional nature of the small town was hard to see.
Her hoof, she knew, could crush the entire town in one step. However, she did not feel like stepping on Ponyville at present. Slowly, carefully, she lowered her lips until they were but one hundred meters from the ground. She exhaled through her nose, the wind tearing the Everfree apart.
In Ponyville, the tiny ponies waited, their goddess's intentions unknown.
Luna pursed her lips, then, slowly, began to draw breath. The effect was instant, and exactly as she had wanted. The houses of Ponyville were ripped from the earth, sucked into Luna's maw with the air. A column of destruction two hundred meters in diameter ripped the town apart, slowly widening as Luna drew in breath faster. Slowly moving her lips, Luna expertly maneuvered her mouth, managing to consume the entire town with one breath.
She felt glorious after that. The entire town, destroyed without ever contacting the ground. It had left a pleasant surprise, too. She had expected it to taste terrible, but she found that the tiny town, though not more then a dusting on her tongue, actually tasted okay. Not great, but solidly okay.
Out of the corner of her eye, Luna spotted another town, larger than Ponyville but still insignificant to her might. Hoofington perhaps? Luna, without moving, lifted up her front left hoof and, moving it over the town, left it suspended in the air above it.
“I'm feeling merciful today,” Luna said, a smile playing across her lips, “so I'll give you twenty seconds to escape from my hoof.”
The little ponies fled, desperately trying to get out from under their goddess's gargantuan hoof. Luna, true to her word, counted down slowly from twenty out loud, then, when reaching zero, dropped her hoof on the town. Despite their efforts, none escaped.
Luna laughed, reveling in the incredible feeling of having the power to crush towns under her hoof without consequence. “You're so pitiful, not even able to get out of the way of my hoof! Your entire town, crushed with one step!” Luna tutted. “It's like your not even trying.”
Glancing around, Luna spotted another few small towns. She was unsure of their names, not that it mattered all that much. Luna sat on top of them, three towns diapering under her butt instantly, much to her satisfaction. From here, she could reach a fourth and fifth. One she flattened, barley sparing a second glance. She had a treat for the other one. Placing her hoof down just outside, she drew a little line in the earth, encircling the town. She worked outwards, ripping up the ground and pushing it gently into a mound which surrounded the town. She continued pushing the mound together around its edges until it stood, to her, four centimeters high, but to the tiny ponies of the town was nearly eight hundred meters. Having completed this, she then casted magic, her horn glowing blue. For a few seconds, it was unclear what she had done. Then, it became painfully clear. She had heated the little mound until it turned into glass, surrounding the town in thick, smooth walls. Luna drew the still partly molten glass forward, until it sealed off the opening, creating a two kilometer radius glass dome. The town would stay preserved until she could think of something else to do with it. Perhaps she would simply keep it like this, like a insect habitat.
Luna looked out upon the world, large enough to see the beginnings of its curvature, the sunset lighting the clouds far below her from both the bottom near by, and the top at a distance, as they curved in closer to its glow. She watched, entranced temporarily by the slow progression of the day/night line as it passed over her bottom and extended out in front of her. Her top was still in the day, though the line slowly crawled up her body as well.
Luna stood up. The day was ending, and the night had come. Her night. It was time for some more large scale fun. Luna walked away from the setting sun, approaching the sea. On its banks, the city of Manehatten stood, its lights gleaming in the night. Its citizens, however, did not appreciate the spectacle of their city, turning instead to stare at the beauty of their goddess. Luna stood erect, her front right hoof less then five hundred meters from the edge of the city.
Luna prepared to begin her play, when a warmth took hold of her. Her face melted from glee to serene bliss as her form began to expand again. To the city of Manhattan, her hoof reared up, already twelve times larger than their largest buildings, growing uncontrollably. It formed an impenetrable blue wall which expanded over the city, the buildings grinding up under its expanding front. Luna saw the city shrink below her, her hoof swallowing more and more of it until...
Luna stopped growing. This fourth transformation was the largest since the first, leaving her ten times larger than she had started. Manhattan had disappeared completely under her single hoof, not taking even half of its new area. If she had been unstoppable before, she was now incomprehensibly powerful.
The goddess looked down upon her world, seeing the tiny lights of the population centers gleaming before her. She pivoted on her hoof, turning her attention back towards where she had just come from. Leaning down, she could still make out the small glass dome, now smaller across then a peppermint candy. Shifting her gaze a few degrees, she made out the lights of Cloudsdale, the pegasus city. Leaning forward, Luna inhaled Cloudsdale, the proud city disappearing into her mouth in less than a second. She smiled, then coughed lightly. The city had been too small to register as a fluid to her body, and she had accidentally breathed it into her lungs.
“You... dare cause your goddess discomfort?!” Luna laughed. “For this, I will eat every pegasus on the planet!” All this was wonderful. She was unstoppable, unquestionably the master of the world. The other tiny pegasus cities in the area trembled in fear as she leaned in, licking them clean from the ground. Each dart of her tongue killed tens of thousands, each hoofstep crushing hundreds of thousands without notice. Her tail brushed across the earth. Each sweep tore cities apart, the simple movement of her tail grinding the insignificant world below it into dust and grime.
But after clearing most of the pegasi from the continent,(taking a little pit stop on the way to step on New Saddle, crushing it completely under her back left hoof, like the insignificant toy it was) Luna found herself getting impatient.
“When I sit down, I can only flatten two cities at most beneath my beautiful rump!” She called to the earth. “This has to be fixed!”
She felt the familiar warmth flood her again. “Better.” She said, her body growing rapidly, the tiny planet shaking beneath her beautiful body as she grew farther and farther above them. Entire regions disappear under her hooves, millions dieing as she expanded, so powerful that the slightest movement meant death for all...
Luna took a step. A third of Equestria disappeared beneath her perfect hoof. She began to laugh, the planet nearly tearing apart as she did so. She had grown another twenty times; she was now over seven thousand kilometers tall.
With the barest flick, she flattened the entire celestial mountains, mere grains of sand to her now. “I told you I'd come back for you, Canterlot!” She laughed wildly. “Oh, this is more like it!” She sat down, the whole of the gryphon kingdoms disappearing beneath her perfect rump. She giggled at the knowledge of millions and millions of tiny microbes smearing on her perfect plot. Her hair, each strand more than a kilometer thick, spread out beneath her. Single strands ended entire towns, her mane flattening whole countries as it swept across the planet. The tiny ponies, gryphons, and zebra from around the planet screamed out in fear as tens of millions were killed in a second.
“Oh, why do you microbes scream?” Luna said, laughing. “You're becoming such a wonderful moisturizer for my beautiful mane! That is worth far more than your pathetic existence! You should feel blessed to be allowed to die for my delight!” She laughed, leaning in over another small section of the planet, raising her beautiful hoof above the tiny nation below. A droplet of sweat fell from her hoof, drowning an entire city. The earth shook from its impact, the small droplet holding more water than the largest lake. Another droplet fell, this time flattening whole mountains and flooding outwards across nearby towns with ease. Something as small as a drop of her sweat killed millions without notice, or effort, from the perfect goddess, who was busy grinding the tiny stretch of land that had survived between the halves of her flanks between them.
“Oh, I do appear to be getting a little sweaty.” She says. “Sorry for that.” She laughed, the planet fracturing at the force of her words and laughter. “I'll put you out of your misery.”
She lowered her hoof, softly ending everything below it. Luna sat there, the perfect, beautiful goddess, ruler of the world, whose slightest whim or fancy sent millions to their death without care or notice. She lay down, an entire continent disappearing beneath her flank. “You can all stop screaming now.” She said. “It's really annoying.” She sighed. “Your goddess is tired again. This growing is taking a lot out of her!” She laughed. “When I awake, I expect all of you little microbes to be in worshiping my perfect flank, or the destruction begins again immediately!” Luna closed her eyes slowly, her eyelashes tearing apart yet more tiny towns as a final act of her unstoppable power. Behind her eyes, views of even greater sizes, even more power, flashed. She smiled. She would never stop growing, if she could help it.
But for now, she would sleep, and let the little world prostrate themselves for her. After all, what could be better than being allowed to worship a goddess as beautiful as her? She was the greatest blessing this world had yet received, and she felt good for giving the insignificant morals a chance to please a goddess as powerful as she. It was a great kindness! She was sure they would pay her back for it.
Secure in warm thoughts, Luna drifted slowly off to sleep, hundreds of thousands of tiny creatures killed by the force of every perfect breath she took.