A Thousand Years Later...

I trotted through the Canterlot Gardens, the fragrance of the flowers was too much to ignore. My nose tickled for a while, but I noticed a rare flower growing in the corner. It was growing with no light, slightly dying. It was a unique one, there wasn't another in the whole garden like it. It had blue petals and a strange pattern on them. I smiled, picked its roots out of the soil and moved it to a more bright place under the gleam of the moon. Within it, I noticed a stranger pattern, it looked like... Princess Luna! I was hallucinating, I crushed the flower and galloped away. That was when a dark blur shot by me. I reared up, alarmed. It was fast, but not quick enough. I was fear, why would I let something so small frighten me. I shot a spell at it, stopping it in it's tracks. It was a creature I hadn't ever seen before. It has bat-like wings, and a slit eye as mine did. It seemed to be a foal, but I ignored it and left it there. It's creepy looking mother would take it soon. The next night, when I had awoken, I saw the creature, barely moved an inch since I had last met it. It sprinted to a box, the words 'Fragile' stamped onto the left side. There was a torn blanket inside, and a tiny note.

Dear The Pony Who Recieves This,

I know it is alarming to find a bat pony inside a box... But I can no longer care for him...I worry for his health, the war between the bat ponies and other races has made our young vulnerable... Please, give him a good home... You may name him as you wish, but please give him care...

It wasn't signed, and so, with a sigh, I levitated the little bat pony inside the castle and into my old chambers. I placed him gently on the newly made bed, and he instantly fell asleep. I felt my heart scream in adoration, and lifted my wing, thrusting it upon the colt,"Names... I'll have to think about that." I grinned as he rolled closer to me, then coughed. I realised the moon dust was still clinging to my coat, and the bat pony was dirty too. Carefully, I picked him up and placed him in the bath, the warm water running. I lay inside with him, watching him be entertained with every popping bubble. Levitating the shampoo towards us, I poured it out on his navy blue hair. "Dusk Shampoo..." I read aloud, "Dusk... Would you like to be Prince Dusk Of Equestria, little one?" He gave a happy little shriek, and I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't laugh in centuries... I couldn't laugh in centuries...

When the bath was over, I brushed his scruffy blue mane, noticing a heather streak in it. His coat was black, but slightly lighter than my own. His eyes were just like the dusk sky as well, the name fitted him perfectly. His leather wings were blue, and they had a liquid falling from it. My heart skipped a beat, I lifted it to see blood. He was injured, most likely from when he was in the box. He was a foal too... He would surely die from such an enormous wound. I knew what I had to do, I gave up a small amount of my magic, and gave it to him. His wounds began to heal quickly, at an abnormal speed.

I watched Dusk yawn, and he cuddled up to me as his here's began to heavy for him to keep open. I carefully levitated him to the bed, throwing my wing upon him again, and smiling as he fell asleep. I opened the chest and used my magic to bring my childhood plush. It was shaped like the moon? Though it was a little rusty, it still had its shape. I introduce it to him and put it in between his hooves.

My heart, once again, screamed in adoration.