“Hello again,” Death said, gently landing on the dreamscape.
Luna nodded, but her eyes… something had broken. He’d seen it enough in parents when he ushered children away. “Thank you for visiting,” she said.
A sense of life on the moon had drawn his attention long ago. They’d shared many interesting conversations. Thankfully, Nightmare Moon preferred to brood instead of interfering.
She had more to say, but kept silent. Very unlike her—she spoke her mind, but today, she hung her head.
“When,” she began. He almost jumped. “When you go this time, please take me with you.”
No! He would leave, and tomorrow, she’d forget, and…
She’d ask him every day for the rest of her thousand years. He couldn’t help her, but he could force her to live. And… he would see her again, someday. In Equestria.
He turned and left her, so alone, amid the sound of tears.