Foiled

Foiled

Written By Steve Ott

Celestia

The cycle of the Sun and the Moon, something I have had to do for centuries alone. But I never felt this alone while doing the task. Back then, it was one of our few bonding times it our ever busy schedule. A time where we could be ourselves with nopony interrupting. Instead, we were separate. While I was only doing half the job now, my sister was instead on her balcony, as far away from me as she could be.

Since she returned two months ago, we had only shared a few words. I several times tried to start a conversation, but was either prevented by somepony else or my own stupidity. Why couldn't thing be the way they were before?

I sighed to myself, finding myself thinking of an old tune. A lullaby. I used to sing it on occasion when I was alone while lowering the Moon. Over the years the lyrics and even language changed to a degree. I had sought to retire the song when Luna returned, but now it felt like she was once again gone as the lyrics seeped from my lips.

"Fate has been cruel . . ."

Luna

Once again I raised the moon from the comfort of my balcony. I could feel Tia's longing stare from here, but I didn't have to guts to accompany her. I was a weakness I was sorry for.

I still couldn't figure out if this was real or just some elaborate coma dream. However, as more time went on, the more I have become sure of my reality. Even then, I couldn't believe it. Why leave me with memories of Earth? Hell, why did I even end up on Earth, assuming I am Luna? Where the Elements in a pranking mood? If so, how does 24 years on Earth equate to 1000 years on the Moon. I wish I knew.

Suddenly, I heard something from down below. I strained my ears to hear only to be shocked on what I heard. It was a lullaby, producing two different reactions. One part of expressed a mix of grief and rage, the other just appreciated the beauty of the song. Emotions slowly bubbled up in a attempt to rush through. Instead, I fled indoors and into the comfort of my bedroom. I pressed my muzzle into my pillow and screamed, letting my conflicting emotions out.