Innocence

I am perched on my bed, staring at the wall. Daylight starts folding up, a mere blankness seeming to come upon after. Not quite day, not quite night. I skip off the bed, my five year old face smiling up at the sky. "Come on!" I half whisper to myself, shutting my eyes tight in concentration.
A tiny glimmer of magic spews from my tiny purple-blue horn. And…I did it! The moon rises, thanks to my alicorn night magic inherited from my father. Or was it my mother? I couldn't remember it had been so long… I looked at my marvelous work of bringing on the night. Why could I do these things? Who are my parents? And…And why am I crying? I sniffle, and it makes me cry even more.
"Tia!" I blubber. I wait to hear her hooves clopping outside my room in the castle before straightening up my posture and wiping tears from my face. I begin to choke, then clear it up.
"Yes, Luna?" Celestia asks. She stands about a foot taller than me, due to her being born 70 or so years before I was born. It was quite unusual, really, to have such a young pony like Celestia ruling Equestria – with a five year old filly, too.
"Sis-er, I mean Celestia, do you ever wonder about our parents? I mean, I'm sure you do, but about what happened to them? Where they are, what they were like? And did they rule before us or were they peasants? I, I need to know because if I never know who I am, I'll never be able to-"
"Luna, settle down okay? And don't show your tears in public, or in private. 'Conceal, don't feel' okay? Now, it's time to feel for a slim moment. Would you like it if I told you a story about our parents? Or should I just leave and-"
"NO! NO! Don't leave! Tell the story!" I shout, on the edge of my bed. "I need to know!"
"Okay, okay! Get comfy," said Celestia, her translucent mane creating waves in the air. I settled into a Luna-sized dent in my bed from me sitting and wrapped a blanket around myself and Celestia with my magic. She occasionally told me stories on the verge of bedtime. She was almost like she was my mother, except she wasn't. She was my older sister entrusted with the majority of political conflicts and management of Equestria. I liked it better that way anyways (mainly the part about her dealing with politics than management of our pony nation.)
"Well, legend says that many of our kind roamed the world. Alicorns with the widest wings and longest horns were in every town, both on the ground and in the sky." She paused so I could process that there once used to be many alicorns. My miniature wings flapped in excitement, just barely slow enough so that I didn't take flight and hit Tia. "Two alicorns were assigned very crucial jobs every generation. One to raise the sun, and one to raise the moon." She let me think about that, and, when I looked at her, she looked back expectantly. Of course! We were the two alicorns assigned for…How long? "But what happened when a pair fell in love? Well, a beautiful white mare alicorn did. She had a curly, constantly moving purple and orange mane, the same color tail and a tall figure. She raised the sun. But the one who raised the moon was a colt, a midnight black stallion alicorn with dark purple hair and a starry body and wings. The two were named Solar Flare (the mare) and Lunar Eclipse (the colt). The first day on the job, their first glance at each other, and they were in love.
"Solar Fare had taken to Lunar Eclipse, and he had taken to her. The idea of seeing one another every sunrise and sunset filled them both giddy with love and joy, the thought of leaving after less than an hour saddening them. So they hatched a plan to visit each other after hours, to visit more than just on the job. Pegasi, unicorns, earth ponies and alicorns alike questioned their love, but they never did. And after years and years of being together, Solar Flare finally gave birth to a baby mare. A white beautiful mare just like her except with flowing pink hair emerged into the world." I glanced at her with a smirk on my face.
"You're not exactly beautiful," I giggled. Tia looked at me with pretend sadness before continuing.
"They were happy, joyous even, so they wanted another one. But the mother grew sick, and could not give birth in fear the baby would be hurt. At this they wept. They decided that if they could not have another child, they would train the white filly they named Celestia alone." I glanced up in awe. How come she had never told this story before? Did anyone else know? "So, one day, while I was 65, a strange and peculiar thing had occurred. It was during training. I was being taught how to make the sun rise and, as I did, the moon rose again. We thought it was Lunar Eclipse, for he controlled the moon. But…but…"
"BUT WHAT?!" I screamed. "Spit it out!"
"Luna, that is no way to speak to me. But, anyways, it's that, that, that... I have to go," Celestia said.
Anger rushed inside of me. How could she not tell me what happened in training with her and mother and father? Did… Did it have something to do with me? I control the moon now, but that didn't make sense for I was not even born then. But, but Celestia was 65. When she was 65 I had been born. Or was I?
When I looked up, Celestia was gone. That lying, secret keeping brat! Oh how I loved those words. Those words that, spoken outside of somepony's mind would leave them jailed for a "horrific crime."
Stop it! I scolded myself. She's your sister, and the only thing linking you to your past and parents. Or was she the only link? I was determined to find out and I vowed I would.