The moon was a lonely place to live.

For a thousand years she had to watch her sister take on her duties, shine within her own light, the light of the sun. For a thousand years she had to take the torture of solitude.

At first she was angry. How dare her own flesh and blood do this to her! Deny her the honor and praise that should be hers- HERS! Yes, at first she settled her thoughts with plots of payback.

But after a time, she grew… remorseful. The loneliness had gotten to her, and she realized that if she could have just one day back in Equestria, she would spend every second with the one pony she loved most: her sister. Who was she to deny her sister what was hers? There were never meant to be just one princess- both night and day work in harmony, creating the balance across the land. Two destinies, two sisters. There should've never been a problem.

Too bad it took her half a millennium to figure that out.


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