It has been 1,000 years before Luna had felt like she was truly loved, and was genuinely happy. When Celestia finds her crying violently on her bed, she finds out exactly why Luna feels this way, even though she is no longer isolated on the moon. After Celestia's failed attempts to make her happy, Luna knows what she must do, even if it's been forbidden in Equestria since the beginning of time. What is this ancient form of magic you ask? Not much, just Necromancy.

This is my second fic, and yes I decided to experiment with a little bit of mature content. (There will be a warning before it if you don't want to read it).

I put a ton of thought into this, so I hope you all enjoy it! And yes, I will be releasing several more chapters soon, and I suppose I'm not gonna predetermine this story's length, and just let it run it's course.

And a special thanks goes out to JaydexTheShadowKnight, undoubtedly one of the best authors on this site. His stories have encouraged and inspired me greatly!