Princess Luna, Goddess Of The Night, Guardian Of The Lost, and Bane Of The Wicked... is just a pony.

She has lived more than a thousand years, but still endures the crashing waves of loss. She holds all lunar power and glorious might of the night in her hooves... but she still cannot save those she loves. She has fought every battle, held her beloved sister in terrible tears, and witnessed the fabrics of reality break at its seams... yet she was blind to the plight of her own ponies. It has been no less than a couple of months since the end of what is now being named, The Athenic War. The Sole ruler, Princess Luna, reflects upon her past and what she has lost. She remains regal and alone in her night, asking questions with seemingly no answers.

> This took quite some time to write. I desperately wanted this to be my work of art that everyone could enjoy. I really hope you all can be immersed in this short story that means so much to me.

While it is not required that you read this story first, or vice versa, it takes place in my Evening Crown AU. At what point in time? You'll just have to wait and find out.

Edited by: ArthurPaige