Long ago, before the 1,000-year peace, before Nightmare Moon, before King Sombra's Reign, before Discord, there were three rulers. Three princesses trying to tame the wilds of the Equestria. Celestia-the eldest and the well respected-, Luna-the midd...
"Mom? What happened to your sister?" Mystic Moon asked her mother.
A tear rolled down Luna's cheek. She sat there staring off in the distance. Felt a serge of pain shoot through her all the way back to that single moment in history.
"She fell, darling. Mystic, she fell," tears started streaming out of Luna's eyes. She leaned over to her daughter and hugged her as she balled.
Mystic was taken a back at this motion from her mother.She had always been a bold and didn't let her emotions take hold like this.
She hugged her mother back. They both squeezed tight. Mystic kept hold of her mother until she was done with her moment.
Luna had a few more sniffles. She must of really loved her younger sister.
She let go of Mystic and sat back up straight and proper like a true princess. She whipped the tears from her eyes and she sniffled a bit more.
"Okay where was I?" Luna said like the whole crying outburst never happened.
Mystic just sat there, "Are you sure you're ready to continue? You were really depressed. I don't think over these thousands of years that you have been through all the stages of grief."
Luna just stared at her daughter as if she were waiting for her to be obedient.
Mystic looked down at her hooves, "Sorry Mother. I didn't mean to interrupt like that."
Luna nodded and eases up a bit. She continues the story...
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