Being isolated for 1000 years is quite damaging on the psychosis on man and pony alike. Princess Luna, now being freed of her former alter ego, must now learn to move on in a world that has left her behind, and deal with the scars of her past, as well as her damaged soul.

I am partially writing this as an experiment into a new style of writing, one that will hopefully make the reader feel more involved in the story without a "birds eye view" narrator.

This will be a sad/ dark fic, but still touching. I intend to have a resolution so the reader will cry in sadness, but shed tears of joy by the end. I am open to criticism as this is my first fic that I am ever uploading.