Madness
Beauty surrounded her as thousands of ponies crowded to see her. Light touched her rosy cheeks like a veil of sunlight. Her mane, in many different colors, was carried by the wind. Her beautiful wings looked like the ones of an angel, because that is what she was. The goddess of the sun looked like the embodiment of beauty.
Those beautiful words are of course meant for Celestia, not the dark and mysterious Luna, whose mane flows in the wind of the dark night and romantic night. No one ever looks at the beauty of the night and the bringer of it. No one would ever care if the moon disappeared or rather the night as a whole! Everybody was foolishly blinded by the daylight!
Luna was in pain. Her subjects didn’t care about her or her marvelous night. Luna was confused, even wondering her own importance in that cruel world. She would always wonder if the world would be better off without her. Every time she thought of that, she gazed upon her kingdom, which seemed withered and dead during the night, and she would think that yes, the world would be better without her.
Every night, when Luna raised the moon, it seemed like the joyful laughter would be captured in a nightmare, where it was screaming in agony, awaiting the sun to be up on the sky again. That is why every night Luna would step into her subjects’ dreams to see what they were thinking. Frankly, every time she did that she would see a bright and beautiful day filled with happy ponies. Whenever Luna gazed upon that sight her eyes would swell up, remembering how her night wasn’t loved even the slightest bit.
Luna had no friends to comfort her and tell her that her night is astonishing and each one of the stars was unique. She couldn’t make friends in the first place. Whenever she would walk up to a pony, he would bow down, scared that she was filled with anger and hate, since she brought darkness.
Despite of the legends that Luna had no heart and even if she had, it would be filled with envy and hate, it wasn’t like that at all. Luna was a happy and collected pony. Of course no one knew that since no one ever wanted to be her friend.
Luna became lonelier by the day. Sometimes she imagined she had friends that would walk with her along and tell her that everything was going to be okay. Though it didn’t matter what Luna wished. It would never become true. It was at that point that Luna fell into the seemingly endless pit of… madness.
Luna was lost, in pain, in anger, in loneliness, in madness. She didn’t know what to do anymore. Every day seemed mundane and useless for the moon princess. She didn’t show any emotion at all. Everything was all taking place in her head. She didn’t want to talk to anyone anymore. She didn’t know what to do in life.
As of her sister, she discovered way too late what has corrupted her little sister. Celestia tried all she could to bring her sister back the way she was, but everything she tried was useless.
Luna refused to lower or raise the moon, and that made exhausted Celestia. Luna was walking all day around the town. She held her head low and walked slowly. She was thinking why she was even born, why she existed. Luna didn’t care about anything but her thoughts. Not even love from her subjects could fix the damage that was already done.
“Wonderful. My subjects are enjoying my sister’s beautiful day. I guess there is no room for my night. ISN’T THAT RIGHT? I don’t think I should be here anymore, not like this at least. I think I would do a favor to those ponies if I just killed myself,” thought Luna.
Luna flew to the castle. She ran into the guards’ room, looking for a sword. All the guards were out on their break so it was easy for Luna to find anything she wanted. She spotted a sharp sword placed on a shelf next to some knick-knacks and a diary. Luna held up the sword with her magic but just then some guards walked in. Luna dropped the sword and ran away on the corridor that led to her room. The guards were pretty confused of what happened but decided to ignore it.
Luna started crying, a lot. She couldn’t control her emotions. One second she would be angry and the next, sad. She was basically a live exhibit of what madness means. Celestia barged in the room, wanting to see what was wrong. She saw Luna crying in the middle of her room. Celestia ran up to her to try and comfort her, but Luna sent her away, wanting to be alone.
Celestia tried everything to make Luna see that she was loved, by her own sister at least! She tried leaving her notes or taking her to any social events, but no use. Celestia realized that her sister was falling deeper and deeper into the pit of madness. She was scared that she might kill someone! Celestia decided that the only way to prevent that was sending her to the castle dungeons until she found a way to reason with her.
The next day, Celestia told the royal guards to take Luna to the dungeons. At first she was confused, not knowing why someone would do that to her. Then a thought struck her, Celestia thought that she would become aggressive. Luna didn’t really care, a change of scenery couldn’t hurt that much.
Luna was thrown in her cell. She waited, she waited, just waited. Waited for someone to come and see her. But after days, weeks, months, she realized no one would. However the thought that she will be there, alone, all her immortal life gave her goose bumps. She decided that the only way to get out of there was….suicide. Since she had no one or nothing to go to, she’d rather die.
So, when the lunch came she picked up the knife would her magic. One last word was heard from the princess before dying “Hope,”. The next day the princess of the night was found cold and lifeless laying on the cold cell floor.
