Bingo continuously wandered the infinite sky, she would see an image of Bluey. She ran towards her hoping to make amends. Bingo continued to run through the void, she would never reach her, only for the image to fade away. Bingo felt like she had failed her. They were supposed to be there for each other. But all her actions just made everything much worse. She fell to her knees and began to cry to herself once more.
Do not cry, child.
Bingo immediately jumped up "What? Who's there!?"
Bingo quickly scanned the seemingly endless void presented to her. She was in fact alone. The void slowly shifted into something more colorful, the room would shine with sparkles and shift between many bright colors. Was this really a dream?
Me? I am Celestia, I have come to help you in your time of need.
Bingo was still pretty much confused. "Help me? I don't think I may have any problems for you to solve here." Bingo knew that was a lie, but she might have given up on Bluey.
Is that so?
The void shifted and there appeared another image of Bluey.
Then what about her?
Bingo shook her head, "It's not that she is the problem, I think that I am the problem. It's all my fault that she drifted apart. I just miss my sister."
The voice was silent for a moment.
Then let me tell you a tale about a pair of rulers, princesses, and sisters.
Bingo was reluctant, but there was nothing much she could do. Maybe this voice could give her some sort of closure.
Once upon a time, there was a kingdom, in that kingdom, there were two princesses.
The older sister ruled with the power of the Sun.
She had been loved by her subjects and became a pillar of light and hope.
The Sun Princess was ignorant of her sister, and she failed to recognize the problems that she had gone through.
Over the years, The Moon Princess would become more distant, as the Sun Princess grew the shadow she was casting on her.
Eventually, that shadow became the hatred that had been growing within her.
As her sister was blinded by the dark, The Sun Princess was blinded by the light.
They fought until they stayed separated for the next thousand years.
Bingo felt that something was missing. But she can feel the sadness radiating from the voice. The story it told felt very personal. "I am not sure how that story will help me fix my problems," Bingo stated.
You see child, that is my story. Everything I did was for the good of our kingdom, but I had forgotten who I was building the kingdom with. My sister, Luna. I had cast her away when she needed me most. The pain I felt when she was gone only left me longing for her return. But it would not happen for at least a thousand years. If only I had done things differently.
Bingo was right. It all made sense, it was her story. And soon, they might end up like them if Bingo cannot make amends with her sister. "But what if she doesn't want me back?"
It may seem that way, but she is your sister.
You may be as different as the Sun and the Moon. But the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her. As she needs you.
