Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own...
Luna woke up lying on her bed. She pricked her ears as an old familiar song drifted through the open window.
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for someone
I really could care for...
Getting out of bed, she pushed open the window and looked out. The night sky was speckled with the result of her hard work and the starlight turned the land below into a sea of colors.
And then suddenly appeared before me,
the only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper 'please adore me'
Luna chuckled and shook her head as the music died away. "Really, that seems rather convenient, given the circumstances, don't you think?"
"Maybe," the smooth voice answered from what felt like every direction, "but there's no reason why it can't apply to you."
"I'm not exactly the romantic type," Luna said dryly, wondering who had been singing.
"Hm...guess we all have our little mysterious strangers, eh? Have a good evening, Blue Moon."
Luna felt the presence depart and felt an odd sense of loneliness settle over her.
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Maybe you'll think of me when you are all alone.
Maybe the one who is waiting for you.
Will prove untrue, then what will you do?
Luna woke up a few nights later, listening to another old tune drift through her window. Getting out of bed and making her way to the window, she gazed up at the moon, then down at the dapple-colored ground. She rested her hooves on the windowsill and closed her eyes, humming along to the song.
Maybe you'll sit and sigh, wishing that I were near.
Then maybe you'll ask me to come back again.
And maybe I'll say "Maybe".
Luna chuckled. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," she murmured quietly, remembering past times when she had made such promises.
Maybe you'll think of me when you are all alone.
Maybe the one who is waiting for you.
Will prove untrue, then what will I do?
"Maybe stop singing the Blues?" Luna said with a smile.
"Goodness, that's like asking your sister to stop lifting the beautiful sun," the voice replied in mock horror. Luna chuckled.
"Fair enough, my Mysterious Stranger."
"A name, hm? Interesting choice, my Blue Moon," the voice replied.
"Your Blue Moon?" Luna said with a smirk, "An interesting name, certainly, but then again, I don't know who or what you are, so it's only fitting you give me a rare name as well."
"Ding, she gets it," the voice said with a laugh. "Certainly. We're a lot alike, you and I...hm, interesting phrase, that."
Luna nodded and gazed at her moon with a smile on her lips.
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It's all over, but the crying
And nobody's crying but me
Friends all over know I'm trying
To forget about how much I care for you
Luna opened her eyes to see the expanse of her moon stretching before her. Blinking, she got to her hooves and looked around, rubbing her head. Nothing caught her eye on the first pass, then she looked down.
A lone set of hoofprints trailed off into the distance. Luna could've sworn the music was coming from the indents in the dust and she followed the mournful tune.
It's all over, but the dreaming
Poor little dreams that keep trying to come true
It's all over, but the crying
And I can't get over crying over you
Luna frowned as she crested a rise from a crater. Looking around again, she saw a single figure sitting on the edge. She looked at it curiously, torn between wanting to figure out who or what it was that had been singing to her, yet at the same time terrified of knowing.
The song was shorter and the figure repeated the lines, strumming its instrument as the last notes faded away.
"For what it's worth, I'm sorry," he said. It clicked in Luna’s head just who this pony was and she slowly walked over to him.
"You have nothing to apologize for," Luna said firmly. "That wasn't you who did those things and you know it."
"Maybe. But that doesn't change the fact my hooves have spilled blood."
"So have mine," Luna retorted. "What matters is that itwasn't you."
She looked into those familiar green eyes and gently touched his cheek.
"What, you think I'm angry about you and my sister? I was young and under a lot of stress."
"I didn't mean to drive a wedge between you two and allow the Nightmare to take control of you," he replied.
Luna smiled slightly. "Hm, not really. I was the one who let it in and fed it, making it stronger. Were I in my right mind at the time, I could have cast it out any time."
She nuzzled him gently. "Please, no more crying. I've already got my sister crying over me. I don't need both of you shedding tears over my stupid mistakes, alright?"
He let out a breath and nodded. Luna smiled. "That's all I needed to hear."
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Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on
Celestia woke up with a start and blinked in surprise as the familar gravelly voice rolled around her. She recognized the song and the singer, smiling slightly.
Give me a kiss before you leave me
And my imagination will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on
"Well, this brings back memories of my younger days," Celestia said. The voice chuckled and Celestia crossed her hooves in front of her as the jazz continued.
When I'm alone with my fancies...I'll be with you
Weaving romances...making believe they're true
Give me your lips for just a moment
And my imagination will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on
"Rather hard to kiss a shadow, don't you think?" Celestia said with a chuckle that was joined by that familiar voice.
"Certainly, my Burning Sun. But that doesn't make it impossible."
"My my, what a tongue you have on you," Celestia said, settling her wings comfortably against her barrel. "And giving nicknames to royalty, how scandalous."
"It's my living," the voice replied. "That's all I ask for. Why bother with something you're not good at when all it takes to survive is a voice and ears to listen to it?"
"As long as you're happy," Celestia said, "as are those who listen to it. Perhaps something else?"
"Of course, my Burning Sun," the voice replied as the guitars started up.
I don’t want to set the world on fire
I just want to start
A flame in your heart...
Celestia burst out laughing. "That's just cheating," she giggled, before adding her own voice to the mix.
In my heart I have but one desire
And that one is you
No other will do
I’ve lost all ambition for worldly acclaim
I just want to be the one you love
And with your admission that you feel the same
I’ll have reached the goal I’m dreaming of...
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Safely ensconced in her room, Luna smiled to herself, happy to see her sister glowing like the celestial body she controlled.