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// Raising 
// Story: I Don't Care 
// by RainbowDashian 
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Luna placed a warm cloth gently upon her sister's head. "Are you sure?" The princess of the night asked. "I'm not sure it's such a good idea."

"Don't worry, Luna," Celestia rasped. "You'll do fine. Raising the sun isn't so hard. You're just not used to it."

"Are you sure you can't?" Luna asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," She replied. "I'm too sick to do it today. I'll be fine tomorrow, though." The ivory princess looked out of the open doors onto the balcony. "It's time, Luna. Don't worry. You'll do great."

Luna stepped out onto the balcony and took a deep breath. She tapped into reserves of magical ether via her horn and channeled the magic towards the  the sun. Rivulets of pain shot through her head as she slowly, strenuously lifted an object 72 million times larger than the moon. A groan of pain escaped her lips as more magic shot from her horn, the glow around her horn changing into a sporadically shape changing explosion of magic.

"Luna!" Celestia wheezed from her bedroom. "You're going to hurt yourself!"

"I don't care!" Luna shouted, increasing the magic. "I need to do this!" The princess of the night reared back on her hind hooves and halted her magic. She harnessed all of the magic she could and concentrated it all into the center of her horn. Then she let it loose.

The magic shot off so fast, it broke the sonic rainboom barrier, a poly-chromatic circle emphasizing the raw power of the blast. It reached the sun in almost an instant, and, with enough force to knock Luna back into the bedroom, the sun rose into the sky.

The sun was barely visible on the horizon, a small half-circle of bright light. She had done it. She had risen the sun.