Basic History of Equestria

Celestia looked up into the dark sky of which no stars could be seen. No clouds, no light, not even the gentle glow of the moon could soothe her aching heart. It had been three days sense Luna's banishment and not once was she able to rest. The castle in which they themselves grew up in was destroyed and she laid in it's ruins, in her bed chamber, alone and sad. She looked up into the moon which had been her father's pride passed down to her baby sister. Celestia remembered the lullabies of which she sung to her on how the soft coo's of the owl and the flapping of the bat wings to the beautiful stars in the sky will all be her's someday. Celestia stared at the moon, forever showing the reminder of her sisters banishment in the image of a mare. Her hair reminding her of the night as well in the colors of both day and night. The elements adding insult to injury by not responding to her and lying flat. If only Luna knew that it was her who was more jealous. Celestia remembered when she first met her baby sister for the first time and gazed upon all she would soon inherit. The constellations she could create, the moon which was pure, and the beautiful stars of the night sky. The only thing she looked forward to was the blinding light of her sun and the dull skies of eternal blue. Celestia used her magic to summon a feather pen and sheet of paper that laid on the floor in front of her and begun to write:

Dear sister,

If only you knew that it was me who was more jealous of you. The joy that was upon my face at the sight of my new baby sister and the beauty that you held. You were gentle and kind and sweet and well tempered, how could I have sent you away? We would stay up and play in the woods and I would stop and gaze up into the night sky which all will soon be yours. The blinding light of my ray's was not something I cared so much for when I realized your precious moon. The sun, once my pride and glory was nothing compared to yours. No one could look my sun in the eyes for if they did their eyes would burn and hurt and all it did was block out everything that was beautiful in the sky selfishly leaving only the dull clear skies in the horizon. Your moon was gentle and sung lullabies to the fillies ears and your sky was decorated with beautiful jewels and crafts created by your own hooves. Your moon was one who changed and did not succumb to the same thing. It changed here and there giving us something to see. On some day's it would show half, on others whole, and sometimes it would disappear all together reminding me of your playful behavior. Your constellations, your crafts, I remember how father made the first one just for you and made it real. A bear that shined with stars and glittered blue. You named it Ursa Minor and you would play with the cub fondly and watch over it when it's mother, Ursa Major, father's other gift to you, was out. If only I knew what was wrong, how to handle thing's and be a better princess, than perhaps, just maybe, I could have saved you from that evil. I will never know why the elements sent you to moon...why *I** sent you to the moon so I write this letter to you in hopes you hear my cries. Luna, if only you knew it was me who was more  jealous of you.*