Author's Foreword: This is Luna's POV of the previous chapter. Enjoy. ^-^


Luna was pleased with what she thought was her masterpiece. She loved the way the sky seemed to beam upon the land, the way the midnight blue sky seemed to smile. It was a perfect reflection of the happiness she felt. All it needed now was a little umf.

Luna's horn lit up as she sent a few stars shooting across the sky. There. It was perfect. She wished her sister could see this, could see how happy she was to be.. Home.

Her wish was answered when she caught sight of her sister's moonlit outline watching the sky from her balcony. Luna took the opportunity to fly over there, as silent as the night was.

"Sister?" Luna almost flinched when she saw her sister jump at her sudden arrival. "You're up very late," Luna wanted to continue, but those words were enough. Celestia's mouth twitched, and Luna gave her a hopeful look.

"Sometimes I prefer to keep late hours." That twitch turned into a full, huge grin that Luna had missed. "It lets me have time to see how beautiful your night is. I could never do something like this."

Luna let a small, smug smirk play across her lips, pride for her night only showing through her blue eyes. Luna turned her head to the night. The stars seemed to shine, just a bit brighter.

"The night has always been like painting a picture. It reflects what we wish it to. Every star helps tell us the story that's behind the picture." Luna's statement was simple, but like poetry. The stars would show you the picture, only when you opened up your heart as wide as your eyes.
"You should get your rest, sister. You must bring the day- you need to rest."

"I would rather watch you paint your picture." Celestia responded carefully, her eyes entranced with the patterns the stars made. Luna smiled faintly once again. You still do not understand what my night means.. And perhaps.. You never shall. It meant more than just her happy homecoming.

Luna turned her eyes to the brightest star- unknowingly the same star her sister was wishing on. For the first time in a very, very long time, Luna made a wish not to come home..

But for her sister to finally understand the message.


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