Luna's Neverending Dream

Princess Luna Picture Luna stared at the Stallion in disbelief. "Am I really stuck in here, in this place of horrors. I need to get out if this the case."

Weaver stared back at her. "You will, until you can see the ending, the wrongs of your past."

"Why would I need this. I already like the way I'm living now and Celestia has accepted my deep excessive apologies."

"Yes, but if you want the thoughts of knowing that you are completely reformed, and your past is COMPLETELY different from your true self now, you must see the errors of your ways. And, there is another thing. If you want to see your true love-"

"Wait, wait, wait, I never had a true love."

"Yes, you did. The process of becoming Nightmare Moon turned all your happy and good memories into evil thoughts and erased all of the memories."

"Oh my goodness, I don't remember a thing now that you mention it."

"See, it is true. Now, if you let me finish.... Your true love, Night Match, died unhappy knowing you hated everyone back then. So when he died, he died in vain. Although he died of a sickness written in history, he really died of a plague which you placed upon him when you hated everypony. So, would you like to fix that. If you do, your true love most likely won't die in vain. All you must do is see the errors of your ways."

"Ok, I'd like to see what he looks like first though. If I can just see what he looked like, I might feel happier."

"As you wish." Dream weaver brought up an image that turned into a flashback of Night match. He had a brown and dark purple mane, curly hair but not too curly, strong wings, and a dark navy blue coat just a hint lighter than Luna's. He was almost as tall as her too. He worked in the Royal guard for Celestia, but truly loved Luna. Whenever Luna was in any from of danger, from a glass dropping to an assassin attempt, Night Match would drop whatever he had and gallop to her as fast as she could. He was smiling and looking at Luna. They were playing and dancing together. They even took times off from work or royal duties just to take some walks. They would chat about their days and how they feel around each other. Luna told him about the thoughts she had against the ponies who don't enjoy er beautiful night. But, Night match told her,"Well, someponies aren't meant to enjoy the night. Maybe they were meant to enjoy the day."

"Yeah. but that doesn't excuse the fact that they shouldn't do things in the night."

"Well, they do, it's just not meant to be talked about."

"Wait, are you talking about love making?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, you don't see people doing it because its weird, stupid, and creepy."

"Yeah, your right."

"Isn't it wonderful tonight Luna? You did an amazing job with the stars tonight."

"Oh, it's nothing.I just do what I always do for every night"

"And that's why your so special."

Luna blushes and they both gaze at the stars for a moment. Luna breaks the silence.

"I'm still mad that most don't enjoy my night by sharing anything they do."

"Well, you can see their dreams right? Tell me, what do you experience from that."

"Many dreams are beautiful and many dreams are very odd. There are very romantic ones that tell a true love start and uprising tat will soon blossom into something wonderful that expands beyond the cosmos...... Do you dream Night Match?"

"Well, you should know Luna, since you watch our great dreams."

"I don't watch yours because I feel as if it would be invading the privacy of someone I know dearly."

"Well, yes I do dream. All the time really. But it's always the same."

"Please do tell what you dream about all the time."

"I dream about how we met, at the grand galloping gala. And how it rose from there. Then I dream about my favorite moment of bliss. When we are together. I dream of how we should leave all our royal work and jobs behind and go live somewhere off in the countryside somewhere. So we can't be found. Where we would live the rest of our lives with each other, loving each other, making beautiful love with each other every night and drift off into a beautiful slumber into our dreams at the same time, where our love would continue until we decide to wake up if we so choose to and stare into each others eyes wondering, what is he/she thinking of right now. We would nose each other muzzles until we get up and start another wonderful day with each other as true loves."

"Night Match.... I... don't know.... how to.... explain what I feel for you after what you just said..."

The flashback ends. Dream Weaver looks at Luna and brings out his hoof.

"Are you ready for the next error of your ways to be fixed?"