Twilight Sparkle was no ordinary mare.
She was, in fact, a princess. Of Equestria, a princess who wielded an element of harmony. Her name known well across equestria; the mare famous for performing the most brilliant deeds, whilst accompanied by her closest friends.
10 years after her coronation, during a lovely summers' day, the purple pony was looking out across her kingdom (the castle allowed her to see across the city), and her home; Canterlot. Her life, she thought to herself, was perfect, all the ponies who appreciated her cheered her name as she was driven down a path, after she was crowned princess and was given the gift of flight. Her friends, following behind.
Her new form had opened many new possibilities, although she still loved to study magic, her wings allowed her to walk on clouds, and experience life the pegasus way. She could've stood there thinking all day.
But a faint sound of hooves caught her attention, the mare looked around to see a good friend of hers, Princess Luna, walking towards her. The expression on Luna's face told Twilight something was wrong, as the dark blue alicorn stepped out into the sunlight.
'Twilight...' Luna began, her voice weak. 'We need to talk. Come inside.' Twilight did as she said, hearing small sobs from Luna whilst she walked back into the castle.
