It's been a hundred years since Luna first succumbed to the nightmare. She's since lost the hatred she once had for the ponies on Equis below. She feels alone, forgotten, and guilty.

On a day no different from the others, she caught a lullaby. Her sister was calling to her, apologizing for how things had gone. The next few days consisted of constructing her own song, she had not much power, but there was enough for her to let her sister know that she was sorry.

What she hadn't counted on, was an audience.

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First try at a one shot, this will be my first complete story, woopdy doo…
(The song is in the author notes at the top…