Author's Foreword: Sweet Celestia I love the Luna/Celestia (NO SLASH) relationship. It's beautiful, and so caring.. So.. How does Celestia feel?
Takes place shortly after Luna's return.
"Sister! You have seen the outcome of this- please! Do not do this! It is your duty to lower the moon. You must lower the moon." Celestia's voice caught in her throat as Luna turned her eyes to her older sister. Her heart seemed to drop into her stomach as Luna was transformed once again into the mare of darkness.
"You're pathetic. Thinking I would come back and we'd be alright. Can you feel your empire crashing, burning, falling to the ground yet, Celestia? Because I can." Nightmare Moon laughed, stamping her hooves thunderously as she casted. The spell almost hit her before she awoke, wild-eyed and distressed in the dark. The fear pounded in her ears and ran all the way to her heart.. Just one of the nightmares that had haunted her for centuries. Celestia shook her head as the adrenaline rush faded away; she stood up out of her comfortable bed and walked to the window. The night was beautiful- the stars glistened like the dewdrops that clung to the glass did when the sun breathed life into them. Luna must of spent precious, precious time on such a display.
She stood up from her bed, regaining her calm. It was, after all, a dream. Shaking out her wings, she stepped from her room and onto her balcony. In the faint distance, the outline of her sister was seen, silhouetted in the moon's light. Celestia could just barely make out the princess's horn glowing- a few stars shot across the sky.
"Princess? It's not time for the sun-" Celestia hushed her guard, whom had entered the room when he had heard her awake, and she sent him away wordlessly, still watching her younger sister. I trust her completely. She is my sister, the one pony whom I can call family. She is home- she is home.
"Sister?" Celestia flinched involuntarily as the dark blue alicorn landed on the balcony next to her. "You're up very late." The younger alicorn's blue eyes glistened with concern. Celestia had missed those big, trusting blue eyes.
"Sometimes I prefer to keep late hours," Celestia said, smiling- a great, true smile.. Sweet stars, it felt good to smile."It lets me have time to see how beautiful your night is. I could never do something like this." Celestia's heart nearly broke when a small, faint smile played on Luna's face. Cheer decorated her blue eyes as Luna turned her head to the night, analyzing it with keen eyes.
"The night has always been like painting a picture. It reflects what we wish it to." Luna said simply. "Every star helps tell us the story that's behind the picture. You should get your rest, sister. You must bring the day- you need to rest."
"I would rather watch you paint your picture." What does this picture represent, Luna? Celestia's eyes picked the brightest star there was, and made a wish.
For the first time, that wish was not for her sister to come home.
Author: ASHASHDOASD... Should I continue this, maybe twist it, turn it, break it and burn it with fights and tortured feelings.. Or just leave it like it is?
... You decide. Reviews are adored.