Luna's Neverending Dream

Luna had been alone for the past 3 hours now. Although her sister originally didn’t want any noise to bother her, the wedding party music and shouts of delight were reaching Luna’s chambers. Luna got up from her bed, shut the window, and tried to fall asleep. Before she drifted off though, she could have sworn she heard a familiar voice that she could not identify. It sounded as if someone talked slowly in her ear. With that, she knew she needed the rest.

    Luna finally drifted off to sleep. She started dreaming about old things that occurred before she became Nightmare Moon. She hadn’t realized it at first, but she had drifted into a flashback within her dream.

    She was alone at first, but was relieved of it when a few crystal ponies appeared. They were in high class dresses and suits, drinking wine, and chatting with others. Luna walked up to one and they all got quiet. She wondered, “What’s wrong?” But she couldn’t get the words to unchoke themselves from her voice. She just stared at them all as they stared back. Their looks were of hatred and they snarled at her if she lended out a hoofshake. Wen she finally blurted out,”Why are you all snubbing your royal princess of the night!,” all the ponies left. They just vanished, almost as if they had disappeared in a magic trick. All of them, except for one stallion.

    Luna observed the stallion and asked,”What is your name?” The stallion replied,”Your questions mean not what you are thinking of, for the reality of this is your thinking,’Why did he stay unlike the rest?’.”

“Ok, you got me, I was thinking that.”

“Then tell me the truth of what you seek.”

“I seek answers to as why I am here in one of the olden time parties of canterlot. Why did all the crystal ponies wave me away and make nasty comments about me?”

“They have deep hatred for you, but don’t throw any attacks at you because you are too much of an important pony.”

“But why do they-.”

“They hate you for what you did in the battle against Sombra.”

“I didn’t do anything deceitful that I can remember. Tell me what I did.”

“It is not what you did, but what they were told and think which is a lie.”

“What do they think I did?”

“They think that you betrayed your elder sister Celestia while in battle. Supposedly you had tried seducing Sombra into ruling with you and no longer with Celestia. Luckily for your sake, Sombra broke out of the seduced trance you almost successfully put him in. One pony knows of the source but I only know who knows.”

“Well, who is it? I want to know why they told whatever they think I did.”

“In time I will let you know of the source. You don’t need to know of the pony who knows of the source, for they are dead already. But the source is still alive.”

“WHO IS THE SOURCE?! I need to know!”

“In time you will know.”

The stallion disappears. Luna is alone at the party that disappears in a matter of seconds. She is floating in a space filled with nothing but air. After a few moments she is taken by a floating cloud to the next area. She has no idea where she is until she finally steps into the room. She vaguely recognizes it, but when she fully comprehends where she is, she is shocked and awed.

“Why am I here! It brings back nothing but pain and suffering…..”

The mysterious stallion reappears and starts talking.

“We are here to revisit a time of evil forces dwelling upon a single mare and growing inside her for several years until it controls the mare completely and destroys love with it’s words and power.”

“This is the place where I detested my sister as Nightmare Moon, isn’t it!?!!”

Luna sobs, followed by a soft pat on the back by the stallion.

“Yes, this is the sight of evil forces at work. They took over and controlled your body with brute force. It destroyed your relations with many friends until it finally reached your sister.”

“I remember it somewhat now, back at our old castle in the everfree forest.”

“I wish to show you this so that you may remember the battle that had been lost for you and how your sister had cried the moment she banished you to the moon. She wept over you for countless nights until finally she had been able to hold it in. You will see in some time not too far away from now why I showed you this.”

“Wait, I want to know your name.”

“This I know is truth that you are asking. I am known as a dead stallion of royalty that died many years ago. But if you must know the name of my being, it is Dream Weaver. Call me Weaver though.”

“Your name sound familiar.”

“We will discuss this in the end of the revelation.”

“Wait, this is a revelation?”

“Whatever thou must call it, it will show you how to come back to reality. That is, if you ever want to get out of this dream of pain and suffering for you.”