A short story centered on the night after the attack on Canterlot that delves into the shared past of Luna and Chrysalis. Their future together, or apart, will be decided that night.

This fiction is of a more serious nature. Whilst it is not quite so serious as to rival the daily news, it is not exactly a light story. The "sad" tag, though not 100% accurate, will remain as this is more of a drama-romance about change, both of oneself and in others.

This is my first break in a multi-year writer's block. It was also written in multiple parts over the course of several months.

Edit: I am pleased to announce that the "complete" status of That Night has been changed to "incomplete". The next chapter, A Warmer Climate, is currently in progress.