Lullay (verb): To calm, to make peace. Military (command): to stay arms, to disarm.

1,000 years ago, Princess Celestia had to make the single hardest decision of her life: harmony or family? Luna was given every chance to listen to reason, but still she persisted, forcing her sister to unleash the Elements against her to preserve their kingdom. Luna now wears black spots on her cutie mark, a stain left on her soul from the spirit of the Nightmare. But what was Celestia's penance?

Having to live with what she'd done. The brunt of that force came at the worst possible time: the first night after Luna left.

This is a pretty simple "Celestia struggles with banishing Luna" fic I found sitting in my GDocs that seemed alright, so I rolled with it. There are many like it, but this one is mine. Preread and edited by iisaw. Comments are worth more to me than anything, though I certainly appreciate favorites and likes as well. Have at me, friends!

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