Hold, brothers and sisters! Today we write our names into history. Today we fight, and today we win, for beyond today we will have only victory or ashes. So commands Chrysalis, Queen of All that Never Was, and so shall it be!
We fight for our Queen, for she has given of herself like none other before. Alone she will face the Tyrant Sun while we buy the precious time she needs for her plan to succeed. Alone has she infiltrated and sabotaged the citadel of the unworthy while we, her servants and soldiers, could only watch on in admiration, wonder, and hope. Her generosity knows no bounds - these tasks she completes not for her own sake, but for ours. Through her trials we all shall be uplifted, and made strong. Hail Chrysalis!
We fight for our Queen, who will brook no lies. Hear me, hivemates, for you know our Savior’s words to be true! Ruler after ruler has promised us love and delivered emptiness, promised us effortless feeding and instead fed us into the jaws of death. Not so great Chrysalis! She asked of us all for volunteers, and prevaricated not: this trek, she rightly spoke, was a suicide mission. All of Equestria lay before us, unconquered and ready to strike us down. Should this assault on their leader and their capital fail, then we would surely be lost. This our mighty Queen gave to us in honesty: today we must conquer, or die. Hail Chrysalis!
We fight for our Queen, for her gentle spirit is unquenchable. In her kindness she has spared all our hivekin who were too weak to make the journey, who in ages past would have been culled for their weakness. No, sweet Chrysalis knew that the others’ trembling was not of their own doing or their frailty, but was caused directly by the hunger that sweeps our people. Therefore she spared those who expected mercilessness, and who even now await our triumphant return. Hail Chrysalis!
We fight for our Queen, whose grand plan shall return to our lands the joy they once knew! How many generations has it been since laughter echoed through the caverns? How long have we suffered, that neither new-hatched nor elder-shelled could smile in any but a forced and failing grin? Our triumph today shall bring us love, and with love comes the feeding, and with feeding comes health, warrens full of hivebred, and yes, it will bring once again to our hearts the joy we all once knew. Hail Chrysalis!
We fight for our Queen, out of loyalty to She whose loyalty to us, her subjects, is without measure. She is no placid hive-mother, grown fat on the labor of others, who would sacrifice all our kind to keep herself from danger. No! Magnanimous Chrysalis is loyalty personified, for she fights alongside us this day! Even now she releases her Royal Guard to feed, while she combats the Hoarders of Love. Unlike all others before her, she has asked nothing of us which she would not herself undertake. Therefore must we all fight and die for her, for she would do no less for us. Hail Chrysalis!
We fight for our Queen, whose magic will this day contest with the very gods themselves! This she has shared with us, that we may fulfill our part in the grand plan. Though our magic wanes weak from hunger, she has bolstered us. Though our lands lay impossibly far from these accursed green hills of Equestria, through her unmatched spellwork we arrived swiftly and undetected. Potent Chrysalis’ sorcery has brought us to the very edge of victory! Hail Chrysalis!
There, my hivemates! The Six of whom we were warned approach! They banished the Shadowmare Sinister, but never have they faced our fury! The Six defeated the Chaos God, but our wrath shall overcome their every defense! Stand fast, brothers and sisters, for this day we die that our race may live. The Great Hunger consumes us all, nips at our very heels, yet success this day means our people shall endure! This struggle shall be our salvation!
Now fight, hivekin! For generous, honest, and kind Queen Chrysalis! For joyful, loyal, and magical Queen Chrysalis!
HAIL CHRYSALIS! HAIL CHRYSALIS! HAIL CHRYSALIS!
This was really powerful. At first I was just enjoying the spectacle of it, the grand sweeping terms the changeling used to describe its Queen, and seeing her from their perspective rather than a pony perspective. And it got even better when I realized they were describing her by the Elements of Harmony. This was just wonderfully written throughout, I loved it!