Apple Bloom has a broken leg. Due to her settler upbringing, Granny Smith knows she needs to shoot her.

Big thanks to The Music Man for going over this.

Pretty poor story at this time. Giving it the revision it desperately needs.

Luna's homecoming was not all she had hoped.

Though none challenged the goddess' right to rule, the princess has found herself in an era she does not understand with scarcely a loyal ward or devoted courtier to which she may turn. With affairs of state alien, her prestige and image tarnished by years of absence and her prior turn to tyranny, the deity of the night finds herself alone, wearing her cobwebbed and mothballed crown.

An immortal force of nature she may be, but her heart of hearts still bleeds with the pain of desolation. And the heart only suffers so long before it demands desperate action...

"My name is Lyra Heartstrings, and you will not remember me. You won't even remember this conversation. Just like with everypony else I've ever met, everything I do or say will be forgotten. Every letter I've written will appear blank; every piece of evidence I've left behind will end up missing. I'm stuck here in Ponyville because of the same curse that has made me so forgettable. Still, that doesn't stop me from doing the one thing that I love: making music. If my melodies find their way into your heart, then there is still hope for me. If I can't prove that I exist, I can at least prove that my love for each and every one of you exists. Please, listen to my story, my symphony, for it is me."

Cover pic by Spotlight: askspotlight.tumblr.com