It was a dark night. All nights in Equestria were dark as everypony was asleep and there was no need for light, except for Twilight, but she had her own castle with lots of rooms and corners to read the books citizens of Ponyville had gifted her. The thing that made this night different from all the others was that up in the sky, no stars shone as they would on other nights - they were dim, barely visible dots in the sky rather than twinkling, shining stars.
Nothing was to blame except Luna's feelings, or rather, her overall state, which was mostly influenced by her feelings. She was feeling... not even she could find the words that would fit that particular feeling. Maybe it was so because that emotion was mostly emptiness and it wasn't just the bored or tired type of emptiness, it was the kind of emptiness that ponies never felt. It was a feeling that didn't really exist because Equestria is a place of happiness and love. At least everypony seemed to see it that way.
Sure, there were changeling invasions, Ursa minors invading Ponyville, Discord flipping everything upside inside out, old enemies like Tirek threatening the whole existence of harmony and peace in Equestria, but it always ended good and everypony went to their old ways. Luna, on the other hand, didn't really have a life to go to and didn't have much to care for other than the moon itself. The only thing she could take care of wasn't in any way a part of her or who she is or was and so she hated it with the whole of her heart.
She didn't really hate her sister for what happened. Equestria needed faith and faith was given. In reality, even she herself believed in it. She understood it's importance and so she took it upon herself to fulfill that role. Now that she reflected upon it, it seemed like a good decision, but fatal nevertheless. If she hadn't accepted her fate, she wouldn't be here, standing at the crossroads of life.
Thinking back, she was not as mad or sad as jealous and envious of others' lives. Take Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, for example: they were a nice couple - they partook in the battles for Equestria's peace, then came home and went on with their usual business in Cloudsdale. They had their disagreements and struggles, but in the end of the day, they loved each other and always thought of a thousand different things to do together. Luna longed for that life, for that simplicity of day-to-day activities and little talks and disagreements and just randomness that occurs in such a lifestyle. She did engage in conversations and activities (mainly games) with common folk of Equestria, but they still saw her and her sister as Princesses and as such, didn't dear relax too much around them so that something embarrassing wouldn't happen and because of that Luna didn't feel fully accepted.
The night was silent. There would sometimes be a bird chirp or a leaf rustle, but nothing more as the whole of Equestria was asleep. The silence was almost deafening.
Luna looked up to the sky. Her creation. It wasn't her creation, but deep in her heart she was maintaining belief that in some ways it was hers. Luna wandered if that was even possible - her having a heart, that is. After all, she was nothing but a facade, a dream forced into life, a shell full of nothing.
Luna looked at her hooves. They looked rather strange without their royal shoes, but what interested Luna more was the shiny object she was holding between them. It was only reflecting the light off the moon, but it shone the brightest amongst all that surrounded Luna. Luna looked at the sharp blade and smiled.
Luna looked at the horizon longingly, thingking about her past, what she has become and how empty her life was. She felt mild sadness, but it quickly gave way back to emptyness. Luna didn't want to go on like that anymore and so the deed was done.
The blade slowly and mercilessly cut through Luna's fur and further into the heart. The crimson-colored fluid quickly filled her surroundings, making everything look darker than it was before. Luna felt a lot of pain - it felt like a thousand needles were dropping on her constantly, but she enjoyed it. It was the only real feeling that she felt in the past couple of days and she was savouring every bit of it. Until one second it all went away - it was as if somebody had erased the fact that she stabbed herself entirely. Luna got angry, but curious at the same time - what happened? She opened her eyes and saw herself covered in strong light that was coming from her own horn. If she had any feelings left, she would have gotten mad - she didn't want to be saved, she wanted to just die. She knew that alicorns are not immortal, but had no idea that her magic would act against her own will. Luna thought that it may prolong her only real feeling of pain, but then she started to feel the magic healing her and making her stronger. Luna didn't want to be stopped from her own desicion, so she thoug up of a plan to end what she started. With newfound strenght, she took the blade, slowly pulled it out, but barely felt any pain because of the magic healing her, and started to cut of her own horn. It was a hard task to do as unicorn horns become very strong structurally right at birth so as to make sure that nothing happens to them if a unicorn were to run into something at high speed or fall on their horn, but she proceeded until after a few good minutes after she reached the middle. Luna felt that there was some liquiq in the middle and cut through it like through butter. At that moment she felt a huge wave of pain, but at the same time, happiness. It wasn't fake and it wasn't empty happiness - it was true bliss in a thunderstorm of memories and pain. Luna smiled as she finally reached what she was aiming for and that was it.
Luna was no more.
