Part 1:The Rift

Long ago, after the fall of the Crystal Empire, Equestria was still the same. The same bright fill of laughter in the air, the same common noble ponies quiet chatter brimming the streets of Canterlot. But inside the palace of the Royal Sisters, something dark and mysterious inside was brewing. The same evil that Sombra’s touch had created when the somber king cursed the entire empire to be banished for 1000 long, tortuous years. Few still know that the he was responsible for the downfall of Princess of the night. He left the sisters broken and crushed, the very essence of their emotions laced with his crepuscular ways. He lead to a great evil. This my littles fillies is the true story of Nightmare Moon.

The second daughter of the Great Alicorn reign shivered. The artificial amber glow of the starlight encrusted lamp shone sheer and shimmering through the night princesses room.

She was the only pony up at this hour, her night being shunned out by other selfish ones. Even her own sister, Princess Celestia, was sleeping. Princess Luna tried very hard to not wake her dear sibling, but she just couldn’t help herself. Since they defeated Sombra, Celestia had grown distant, too caught up in duties and responsibilities which made less and less time for Luna. Princess Luna had grown somber, horrified by what the dark king had put into her mind. The princess of the night shuddered as she remembered the seeds that had been planted into her small fragile mind. Her ears sprung back as her eyes were in a different place. She remembered the ponies taunting her left and right. They said that she was unloved. Unwanted. She saw everypony who she thought cared turn on her and hate her with bittersweet passion. The sun princess’s ember burning into her navy coat. She shook her head again and again, painful memories torturing her, perhaps forever. She stood up, shakily and used her magic to grab her single black notebook. Writing down cursive, precise words with her ink pen, she stated with…

Each day and every night I sit here, wondering what my fate will bring me. Wonder if I will shatter onto the ground like a million pieces. Wonder if I will give up until my breathing stops and the ground beneath me fades away. My mind had been gone for quite sometime. I cannot handle these memories. I still ask myself how the princess of the night goes on living. How can she stand to still be on this hell of a world. How her bones ache and crack with her every movement and how she buries her head in her forelegs each time she weeps. How can she stand this?

Not many have noticed but, I often wonder about killing myself. Equestria would be better without me. My subjects who value the burning sun more than the beauty of the night. No one would remember. Because no one would care.

I still get up every day, with these aching bones, this cracking body. Smile until your face muscles rip. That’s how I keep it. I am a dark prison, bottling my sorrow, anger and jealousy in a cage. No one to unlock it. How does one not see my feeling? Ponies loved me 100 years ago-Tia loved me 100 years ago. But now she is as cold hearted as Celestia.

Where is Celestia after all of this? We used to stay by each other, clutching one another until our hearts exploded with such love and compassion . Those days are over. The stillness gone. She expects me to go on with my life as raising the moon as well as attend to my duties. How can I go on with this pathetic scenario of a life?

I am not stupid Tia. I know that they look at you like a god, your beauty shining and swirling while your emptiness haunts you. You were there for me and I to you, but now we are nothing. We are not even sisters anymore.  I am nothing more to you then the villains that we banished. You ignore me, like you have banished me. I am a figure in the night, calling to you but I know you will not come.

But still. I have the same swirling mane as you. I am an alicorn just like you. I have been called beautiful just like you, but none of these matter. I can lie to myself, cover my ears and pretend the world is just some sort of propaganda. I was never like the great Celestia! Goddess of the melting sun! Our subjects will always love the day and cower and run away from my night. So I’m not going to lie anymore. Even royalty is not strong as one pony might think.

Run Luna run. Run until your lungs collapse and your breaths slow and the beating of your heart stops. Run Luna run until your heart's beats out of your chest because it was always too big for your body.

Run, Run Luna, until you're just a blur in the background, a smear of paint on a canvas. A spot on a griffins's forehead.

Run before the ponies catch you, before the moon sets, before dusk and dawn. before there words rip you piece by piece.

Run so you can’t hear their voices. Run until you can’t feel him touch you. His darkness edging at your soul.

Run until you drop dead.

Run Luna run.

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