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// Letter three 
// Story: Letters to the moon 
// by dumbficwriterisdumb 
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	Dear Princess Luna,
I suppose time flies when you are busy. I cannot believe that it's already been 200 years. I'm sorry that I haven't been writing more often, but much has happened over the years.
The changelings have been on the move lately, and their new queen, Metamorphosis, has attempted to attack one of the villages surrounding Canterlot. Metamorphosis took the form of the village leader and nearly led the entire village to destruction. As soon as I heard the horrible news, I knew I had to intervene and take her on to battle. It was a very difficult battle to say the least, but with the help of my subjects I have been able to defeat her and the changelings, and I have banished them to the deserts above Tartarus. I'm more than sure that you know the loneliness of exile, and for a moment I felt guilty for doing the same to the changelings as I have been forced to do to you.
I have formed a school for gifted unicorns here in Canterlot. There are many brilliant teachers and students in the academy, and I'm feeling rather pleased with my accomplishments. I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but I've founded this school because I fear you may never be coming back, and I need an assistant to rule with me in your place. I'm so very sorry that it had to come to this, but I am afraid that I don't have any better choices. I hate to admit it, but I feel rather confident now in raising the night sky for the ponies of Equestria; raising the moon is pretty similar to raising the sun when you think about it, and if you come back I'll let you raise the sun for me for good measure. Despite this, I miss you and your mastery of dreams; this I could never accomplish even with hundreds of years of effort.
I know hope of your return seems rather bleak as of now, but here's to holding out hope that you will return to me and rule with grace and honor besides me once more.

Love, Celestia