This is my first fanfic. So I want the reveiws to be honest, suggestful, and insightful. But not rude or mean! And it gets better as it goes along, so bear through the first few chapters.

Artwork on princessharmonypeace!

I walked up the crystal Stairway. My green moss slippers muffled my hooves so the people in the room ahead did not i was there. I approached the entrance to the main hall when finally a guard noticed me. He did not move though. Neither the other. I had put a light spell over them so they wouldn't move an inch.
I stood before the doors. My daughter, my two sisters, my new princess. Her friends. All before me. Will they recognize me, the pony who made sure all the plants grew what and when they are supposed to? That keeps the world from returning to its state before my mother and father reigned? I doubt it. No one remembers the old.
But I push that away. I came to congratulate the new princess. Not worry over something so small. Encouraged, I magic the door open and walk in.
All the ponies turn to look at me. They are baffled. Except Tia. She steps toward me cautiously, as if she was walking toward a sleeping bear.
"Who are you?" Tia asked if she ruled over me. In my eyes, she is still the small filly I loved. Even if she was taller than me.
"Sister, surely you remember me. I am-" I stop and chuckle. I still had my hood on and my scarve on my muzzle. I also was smaller than her, something that had never happened. I threw my hood of my cape and my scarve off and grew till I was at eye level to her

"Rose-Rosie?" She asked. Her voice turned timid. She shrunk until she was a young adult. I sometimes have that ability on ponies. I move her now pink hair out of her face and lifted it up to me.

"You have done well. Just as I have foreseen. But I expected a warmer welcome. Also one from LuLu."

I take my hoof away and walk to Luna.

"Do you not remember your eldest sister. Or have you just not known about me at all. " I look over her. She is not fully grown as I would like her to be, but a thousand years had gone by without her growing at all. But she will get there.

"I think-k I do" she looks at me with wide eyes.

I do not like this. They cower at me. I know I am powerful but they don't even try to fight me. Like they know what I can do. It's annoying. You're gone for a thousand years and its like you don't exist but when you come back they don't even try to welcome you? They aren't even fighting me. As if I was a ghost and they were fillies cowering at it. I am not a ghost.