I'm afraid not. :/ Sorry. College is starting up on Monday and it's taking more time to prepare than I expected.
Also, as it happens, I was a bit dry for inspiration for this chapter, so I've skipped ahead and written more future parts of the story. Not the ending, but the climactic scenes. So the story has been progressing.
It's been fun chatting to device heretic, author of 'Eternal'. I think at this point we can confirm it's not a shipfic, but it's fascinating and I'm amazed by how many points he's hitting that I myself have used and plan to use in the back of my mind when writing Composure. They're two very different fics, but I feel like it's a case of 'for want of a nail' sometimes.
Also, want to run a concept past you all. I might do this after Composure, so I'm fishing for some brainstorming.
It's a world devoid of contrast - the moon hangs bright in the sky and the sun hangs pale. Stars fill the world - the streets are awash with beautiful lights of silver and gold that stand loyal beside each pony.
The sovereign of the night had struggled, but with the gift of stars for each and every pony, Equestria learned the beauty of the night. In her joy dances with her subjects, becoming an icon of joy and poetry...
While her elder sister watches, proud. For a time.
She watches, content to aid those who seek her council, of which there are many. For a time.
But soon, night is synonymous with play, with art and science and magic and beauty, and day is synonymous with work, with labor and necessity and rest.
The elder sister watches the younger, dancing without care... and resentment poisons her world. In her desperation, she lashes out at her sister, and one by one the pieces of her traitorous world collapse down around her.
She sleeps in the sun, for a thousand years. She returns to her kingdom, but only wakes when a rainbow appears. It burns, but oh! When her eyes open, she feels like a phoenix!
But the world she knew was gone. Everything she knew is gone. Her sister stands tall, towering above her, wise and deep and powerful as the sky. The stars are bright in the street and in the sky, and now night dominates the world.
She spends all her days since her return in a tower topped with glass, the Day Room, last sanctuary of her old world. She has nowhere else to go. Everything she had, she threw away, and now there is no place for her - Equestria doesn't need her, nor does her sister. So stripped of purpose, she basks in the sun.
There, she meets the mare who woke her. She is a mare with a meaningless name: Twilight, in a land with no transition between night and day. On a whim, to stave off her boredom and desperation, the fallen princess resolves to teach this mare of contrast, of light and darkness... and to seduce her, so that at least one thing would bask in her presence.
What do you think?