After Celestia humiliates her at a dinner, Luna storms off and ends up snooping around in her sister's room. There, she stumbles upon the journal Celestia kept immediately after the banishment of Nightmare Moon.

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Featured on Equestria Daily on August 22, 2013.

At 3:15 AM, Adams woke me with a loud knock on my front door.
"Put your boots on," he said when I answered. "There's a biblical monster in my house."

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I worked my whole life to stop this from happening. Yet here I am, hidden in the shadows, rain mingling with the tears running down my face. And I'm helpless to stop it.

Each chapter is a different sad story about one of the main characters. PLEASE NOTE THAT THEY ARE NOT LINKED.This is my first Fimfic story, so if you find anything at all wrong with it, tell me in the comments section or PM me. All constructive criticism is welcome.

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Table of Contents

Forgotten- Rainbow Dash
Ascension- Princess Twilight Sparkle Poem/Song
Supernova- Celestia [REWRITTEN!
Void- Luna- Partially inspired by Void by Jorofrarie.

Moxie gazed over the stallion in front of her, as the crowd stared at them in turn. Fellow nobles, dignitaries, and her parents had all gathered here, in the balmy mansion of her birth, to witness this occasion. The final words had been said, and they were now officially husband and wife. But she was not happy; this was not her wish.

She ran her hoof down the lock of blue hair entwined in her mane. Her whole life had been decided for her, everything coordinated to the tiniest detail. What she had learnt, how she spent her leisure, who she knew, whose company she enjoyed, whom she had pledged herself to, everything... except the one trip she had taken to Canterlot without the permission of her parents, that is. The glimmering blue strands linger as a testament to her last free action...

Featured on EqD: 13-11-2013