Walking With The Princess

by Note Worthy

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Princess Luna
Length: 574

After Luna came back on Nightmare Night, not everypony welcomed her with open hooves.

A thousand years of silence, emptiness trapped inside the Moon, and now the princess of the Night, Luna, has come back to Equestria and Ponyville. However, not all of the ponies that should have more readily welcomed Luna's return showed up. However, one unnamed pony decides that he sees that Luna needs a bit more compassion than she has initially been shown.

Published 2012-02-16 22:14:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-02-16 22:14:02 UTC

The Stroll

Why does everypony fear you so?  I mean, yeah…she was locked away for a thousand years

And before she was locked up, she did threaten to keep the night forever

But still…it seems so odd to condemn her just because she came back

Doesn’t strike me as terribly fair—well, if everypony else is going to be scared…

Your coat’s dark—but not as fear-inducing as it was described in all of the mare’s tales.

That mane—same as her sister’s, flowing with a power almost tangible but you don’t dare reach for it

Horn, slightly blunted—the moon catches it just so

But her eyes…those catch me the fastest, drawing me in.

You look at me as if you haven’t seen normal in the longest time.  This is the same ground

The same hills and glades you walked a millennia ago—nothing’s really changed

Yet…unfamiliarity, spread across your irises.  What has happened to you?

Has time been so rough, so callous that these scars are so plain to see?

Speak with me.  Tell me of…the moon.  Of that hell you were trapped in for too long.

We all see the light before going to sleep…others remain awake later, hoping, praying…

We didn’t really give up on you—honestly, we didn’t.

We just didn’t know what to say.  How to say it.  How…how we could…make it better.

But we couldn’t—really.  All of us weren’t here when that dreadful day fell, all those years ago.

Not even conceptualized.  Our ancestors, as well…had not even become a simple dream

To continue a family line, pass on the stories to the next generation

But what else was passed on?  Truth, lies, fears, faith?  What did our parents do?

I would like to think that the honest truth had been revealed and time caused it to be worn

Little details got muddied, certain changes to make you entirely more feared, or more pitied

Yet I see who you are right now and none of those tales match up to your visage

Those visceral, evil, horrific tales of anger and deception—they can’t be you.

In five minutes I’ve weaned much from you.  Learned great deals, and we haven’t exchanged a word.

Just walking side by side, watching the leaves that haven’t been forced from the trees slowly fall

Most cleanup done, everypony getting ready for winter…longer nights, colder temperatures

Provide some warmth this year, knowing that you’re back.

My revered Princess Luna…standing with you makes me want to cry.  Not because I’m sad…

No.  It’s because I can feel what you’re feeling right now, that uncomfortable displacement

It feels to you as if you don’t belong here anymore, but this is your home, the place where you ruled

And rule again you shall…but your subjects…they don’t know you they way they should.

You need to be gentle in your approach.  Twilight helped with the first footsteps on a long journey

And I’ll walk with you, faithful to the last.  You aren’t the Mare of evil you used to be

No, those days are long gone.  And now, it’s almost scarier, I would say.

Because you now have to be the Princess of the Night that others used to know.

Sit with me, Princess.  Sit down with me and cry.  So many years of pain, hurt, loneliness.

You need somepony to help you.  Help…fix this time that you’ve lost, as best I can.

And even if it takes my whole lifetime…every minute in my being, every ounce of passion

I’ll help you as best I can.  To make this world a little less scary.