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// Chapter 2 
// Story: Luna 
// by Bob Jet 
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It took a year for him to finally meet Luna. He had asked for night shifts, he had asked for day shifts. He had sucked up to his superiors, and tried everything else he could think of, but he was never posted guard by Luna’s door.

It was by shear dumb luck that they ran into each other. Literally. He was guarding a water cooler with a friend, Kismet, when Luna walked into him. She was reading a book called the Astronomical Astronomers Almanac To All Things Astronomy when she walked into him.

He looked behind him when he felt the impact, and immediately his eyes dilated.

“Princess Luna!” he gasped. The alicorn had grown even more beautiful with age. Her now azure mane actively twinkled with the stars she put in the sky, flowing on an ethereal wind, and her indigo coat shimmered in the dim light of the castle torches. 

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I didn’t see you there.”

She moved to continue walking down the hall.

He saw his moment sliding out of his horseshoe, and he was not going to let it slip by.

“It is such an honor to finally meet you, your Highness.”

She stopped, turned, and smiled at him. He felt his heart palpitate. He prayed that God would guide his tongue.

“Thank you,” she said.

“No, don’t leave yet!” he thought.

“I have stayed up every night since I was sixteen and watched the night sky unfold,” he said without thinking. It did not sound eloquent, and, frankly, seemed a little creepy, but it did the trick.

“You have?”

He nodded.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Immensely. Your Majesty has a keen eye for story telling with the stars.”

“What a lovely compliment,” she said. “It is nice to know that somepony appreciates my talents. If I may ask, what is your name?”

“Sombra, your Highness.”

“Thank you, Sombra.”

With that she smiled, turned, and faded into the dark hall, reading her book.