All Good Things

by Jasmine_Vonstarlight

Chapter 3

As I carried Luna into bed and layed down next to her, I drew the covers over her as she began to drift off. I made certain to keep her bed made and her room in order over the past millennium in preparation for her imminent return. I can't quite express the joy I feel now that I know that her childhood space will once again be occupied.
Luna's bed housed a large, circular mattress and a golden rail that extended well above eye level, on which hung a navy blue curtain of stars and galaxies. I attempted to be sensitive and previously removed the moons from said curtain, thinking she wouldn't especially like to revisit her prison in her sleep.

She slept like an angel, a completely pure and innocent cherub. Just like the days of old, she was deeply curled into her thick layers of sheets and blankets, resting on several velvet pillows, with several plushes at her side.
I couldn't resist retrieving her brush and softly combing her unkempt mane, getting it back in order. As I shook the moon dust, a strange feeling of guilt crept over me like an infection. While looking at her beautiful face, I tried to fathom just how I could have banished my own sister to the moon for a thousand years. Looking back, I could have just given her a one hundred year sentence, or even just a ten- year- time- out! What kind of pony am I...

The sun began to filter through the tall windows in Luna's chamber, shining light into each of its corners. Her room, like her bed, was also circular with a large, regal- red floor rug with golden trim conquering a large part marble floor. Being in one of the castle spires, the square footage wasn't large, but certainly comfortable and cozy.
What the room lacked in length and width, it made up in height. The ceiling, like the rest of the castle, extended far into the sky and was topped with one of the cone shaped roof tops. Winding around the tall marble walls was a seemingly endless staircase that wound its way into the ceiling, and eventually to Luna's observatory at the top. She received the celestial observation chamber as a gift for her tenth birthday, to much enthusiasm.
The sections of the walls were defined by the eight pillars that stood stoically around the room. In in between the masonry were objects like her tall, ornate mirror, a dresser, her desk, and a large box that had written in scribbled writing, “Luna's Thingz”.

Before she left, we had quite the fight. Most of these things were overturned, abused, and... I don't really want to think back to that confrontation, but it was pretty bad. The next couple days I spent with the maids tidying her mess, cleaning stains, and wiping up her...

Blood.

My thoughts are interrupted by a sudden, gentle pushing feeling. I look back down and see Luna smiling and her sheets moving where her legs were. She's always been a sleep kicker, and I blush at the though of how extraordinarily adorable she is. Maybe she's dreaming about snuggling with me? Getting tickled, perhaps? I hate to think about the kind of things she must of dreamed about.
What did she mean about seeing me in her dreams? Was I actually able to communicate with her telepathically in my sleep? I highly doubt that I could, but how was she able to pull out such an exact number of years, like 124 years, from her dreams? Did she get to the point where her subconscious started to warp her reality?

“Welcome back, Lulu. Welcome back”, I say lovingly as my eyes begin to feel the fatigue of my body. I took off my crown, necklace, and hoof- guards and wrapped myself in one of Luna's blankets and curled in next to her, my horn crossing hers.

I think I'll take the rest of the day off. Equestrian politics can wait.

Perpetual light, warmth. Is this Heaven? Was my previous experience just a trial of some sort? I think I’m just dreaming again.

All I saw was pure light, nothing else. Not even silhouettes. And as far as dreams go, this one was pretty boring. I’ve got to say though, it was quite comfortable and relaxing, and I could feel the presence of Tia close by.

Then, out of the light, came Tia galloping towards me at full speed, but in a slow- motion type of manner, as if she was made up of a series of photographs being flipped past each other. I ran to her, beaming, and she opened her mouth to laugh, and an entire choir’s voice exited her vocal cavity. She embraced me and tackled me to the soft, cloud- like ground, with me laughing the whole way down.
She nuzzled me and held me in her wings, and I closed my eyes and let the euphoria flow. Tia laid me in the clouds and laid down next to me, holding me close. She rubbed my tummy and nuzzled my neck in pure affection, showing me that I really was forgiven. When I wake up, I get to actually live this moment.

Blood. Everywhere.

I felt a sharp piercing go into my belly and exit again.

“Wake up, Lulu”. My eyes shoot open to discover that my stomach had been ruptured, and Tia was gone. My blood was spilling across the land scape, painting it an ungodly red. Then as quickly as I slipped into the dream, the light disappeared, and the only illumination was coming from the edges of a fully eclipsed sun.

Where is Tia?!

“TIAAA!! Tia PLEASE! It hurts...”

No- one. I was alone. The sun pulsed, and I heart my heart pound once again my rib cage. I fell to the ground writhing is pain. The sun pulsed again, this time with a shock wave that caused a migrane so severe, it blurred my vision and caused a whining frequency in my ear.

I screamed.

Something black materialized in the distance, something that gave off the absolute opposite of the aura that Tia emanates. I tried to get up, but with each pulsation of the eclipsed sun threw me back down to the ground and left me bleeding from the ears and...

My eyes.

The perversion of a being approached me, and through my hazy vision, I could make out a dark pony wearing a thick black cloak. It walked up to me and applied her forehoof to my face with a great amount of force. It must have been the least bit magical, as it picked me up with her horn glowing, and brought me within two inches of her face. Though I still couldn’t see her horrid figures, I could make out two luminous red eyes spying me behind its cloak.

“Not even Celestia can save you now, Luna”.

Who is this, and why is she doing this to me? I can’t even talk properly with the tears rolling down my face.

“W-why? What have I d-done to...”

It cut me off by squelching the words out of my throat as it threw back the cloak.

It can’t be you.

Her black mane flew freely in the invisible wind, had reptilian eyes that conveyed evil, and awful black wings the size of her entire body. Nightmare Moon...

She tossed me to the ground, the sounds of one thousand screams in my ears, still bleeding.

“WHAT HAVEN’T YOU DONE. AS YOU WERE STUCK IN ME, NOW I WILL ABIDE IN YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS, TORTURING YOU EVERY HOUR OF EVERYDAY.”

She reared back on her hind hooves and with a demonic scream, jabbed her horn straight through my skull, while my mind was being filled with her rage and anger. As grey matter was removed from my skull, I felt myself getting shaken violently.

“TTTIIIAAAAAA”, I awoke screaming into my sister’s mane as she held me tighter than she ever had before.

I didn’t want to open my eyes to see the gore around me, I don’t want to know if I was dreaming again or not.