Memento Luna

Luna’s tale as told by the ever bored Krushnazag ;3

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They say there’s no life on the moon. Nothing can exist there. It’s just a huge, white rock in the sky. No water, no air, only dust and rocks… but I’m here… aren’t I?

It’s been so long. So many cold nights with nothing but the stars for company, so many days filled with the intense, burning light of the sun. There is no escape here, only the frigid blackness of space at night and the blasting inferno of the daytime sun.

It's still here. It haunts me. I never meant to hurt anypony; I only wished that they would see me as well. I just wanted them to see what I did, to appreciate the beauty I crafted. Now I have nothing. Tia- sister- I’m so sorry. Please let me come home. That’s all I want.  I just want to come home.

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A massive slab of white stone lay on the floor in the middle of the throne room. Celestia had Luna brought in to see it. When the dark alicorn arrived, she stared in shock at the carvings in the stone. She blinked rapidly, tears filling her eyes at the sudden flow of memories.

“I suppose you know what this is then,” Celestia said, gesturing at the massive message. “It was found by Twilight and her friends when they returned to the old castle to explore it for more information on the Elements of Harmony. I suppose you tried sending it to me after I moved to the new castle in Canterlot.”

“Tia,” Luna said, tracks of tears running down her face. “It was so cold, so lonely there. There was nothing there. The only time things changed were when the dark of the night was replaced with the pain of the day!” She was beginning to yell, her voice cracking as she neared hysterics. “I was alone and… and I had nothing. Only freezing darkness and burning light! No joy, no hope! Nothing! There was no escape, none! And-”

Celestia rushed forward and wrapped her forelegs around her sister, holding her close. She could feel Luna sobbing against her shoulder as she stroked her mane gently. “Ssh, I know, I know. It’s alright now; you’re here and you never have to go back.”

Celestia stayed where she was, holding her beloved sister; trying her best to comfort her, to drive away the haunting memories. When Luna had finally calmed down enough to speak, she faced the white stone once more.

“I remember when I sent this,” she said, laying a blue hoof upon the weathered surface. “It was long into my exile and I had grown tired of struggling against the darkness. It left me when I was banished, but I could always feel it. It was always there, always watching. It made things… so… difficult for me. It somehow made the solitude worse; it increased the pain I endured. When it was around, the cold sapped at my very soul, the sun burned away at my sense of self until little was left.” She could feel her emotions welling up once more and fought hard to remain in control of herself. “I’m just glad that you were ready to help.” The dark alicorn nuzzled her sister’s neck.

They later moved the stone to the hidden vaults beneath Canterlot. Here were kept all manner of things: Discord’s original seal, the crowns of their parents, even the original forms of the Elements of Harmony from when the two siblings wielded them, though now little power remained in these objects beyond their memories. Unfortunately, as the sisters knew, memories had a power of their own.

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Luna sat on the roof of her tower room. She enjoyed coming here to think; the cool night air always managed to calm her. It seemed almost as though the shadows sought to apologize for their part in her torment so many years before. As she looked up at the twinkling stars- her very soul thrown into the sky for the beauty of others- her gaze wandered to the moon- the manifestation of her power and yet her one-time prison. It was both her biggest joy and her deepest hate. It was, in a word, fascinating to the dark goddess.

She noticed that a small discoloration could be seen near the edge of the moon’s shadow. Few others, if any, would notice such a blemish on the distant lunar surface. Even fewer would pay attention to such a thing, let alone know what it was. Luna knew though.

“Still there, is it? After all this time?” she mused quietly to herself. It had been ten years since her return from the moon and Nightmare Moon’s subsequent defeat. Most of the population had come to love her and even respected her at the same level as they did Celestia. Many even tried to place her above her sister in an attempt to make up for shunning her upon her return. The occasional tales of Nightmare Moon could still be heard in the homes of some young foals, though. Sometimes when Luna heard somepony telling one of these stories she would transform herself into a dark fog and appear behind the story teller, frightening them to the joy of the frightened foal hearing the story. She enjoyed her time back, but sometimes she wondered at how much things had changed while she was gone. She wondered even more at how much they’d changed since she returned.

She continued gazing at the sky, the stain on the moon pulling at her attention. An idea struck Luna. She considered it briefly. “Should I? I have no need to, yet I feel I must.” She looked into the sky, searching for answers amongst its great beauty. She thought of consulting Celestia, but decided against it. “This is something I should do myself. If I do it, I do it alone.” She spread her dark wings and took flight, a black shadow against the stars.

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Thanks for reading, more is to come.

Thanks to Saph34 my reliable editor from Fanfiction for helping with the redo of this chapter :3

I’d like to thank Silverweed91 of deviant art for this amazing piece of cover art. I loves it, though too bad there’s no color (*hint, hint* anypony reading this who can, and is willing to, color that pic for me [gratis naturally])