Princess Luna sat near the pool of syrup drinks with different bright colored liquids in glass situated around a rectangular silver table. She watched the duet of ponies that danced on the floor and she looked at her diamond corset as it shined against the moonlight.
Her patience wore thin as the loud orchestral music played from large violins and trumpets to vuvuzela and more. She took a bit of drink from the corner of where she sat. Then sipped a bit of the red blood martini that took a bit of the cold edge off her withered heart.
She continued to sit, the dazzling attire that she thought would have brought in some semblance of thought was blocked out by the merry go round of happy ponies around her. Even her diamond tiara that glistened from hundreds of thousands of bits spent to acquire had barely even scratched the surface of giving her any attention.
Everypony saw the doll that sat alone and continued their way as if she wasn’t even alive. The boredom and complete waste of time she endured to get this pretty had crawled down her body. She expected everypony to cheer her, to advocate that she was a part of this Equestrian dream, yet she couldn’t even get a comment that remarked on her beauty.
Anything to tell her that she wasn’t a complete second ham to her. A way to make it that she wasn’t an utter useless pony who didn’t deserve her wings. Princess Luna would stare at the wall to stop these thoughts. They would never cease to have jabbed their biases into her mind.
Each powerful word of self-destruction was infused with the venomous bite of hot burning acid. There was no way to escape the overflow of thought storm, it was at this moment she raised herself up from this pointless chair.
She walked her way towards the balcony where no pony was. Her night was the sole listener that could comfort her eternal woes. A way to have stared into the sky to be obsessed and comforted by her own empty compliments. The night sky was her own temperament, an unusual enigma that no pony could appreciate. Deep down she knew there was value to her existence, yet could not pinpoint how long she could last. No pony ever showed real appreciation for who she was.
There was a curiosity to the diamond-like moon she controlled. How it mimicked her own reality, the essence of a lost individual that flew across the cosmos alone. It radiated weaker energy than the massive morning sun. There was a place for its own, lost in the dreams of ponies not see-able to their eyes. All that could have been if she had her own time in the limelight. A cruel joke to the lost ponies that would swim in sleep and never have fun with the light that was before them.
A missed opportunity.
Princess Luna threw the glass cup with all her strength, it flew across the sky and landed into a tree which was demolished into halves of wood. She grasped the diamond tiara, tears formed from her eyes that flowed down her cheeks, and aimed it to be thrown across. All the way to nature where it better belonged.
A hoof grasped hers before she could have thrown the priceless diamond across the empty groves. She stopped the furious hatred and found a pony that stood next to her who gave a joyous smile.
“Are you alright?” said the tall stallion with a suit and tie worn. “Would you like to dance with me before you throw away that priceless jewel?”.
Princess Luna’s hoof weakened as she slowed down its descent into his. She followed the stallion into the dance room and twirled to her heart's content into his hooves. They were the talk of the ballroom floor as every pony watched them. Her dress that glistened, her beautiful mane styled into twirled curls, the incredible aroma of a strong perfume that smelled of scented roses.
As the music played, she held his body close to hers and felt his warmth on her. And then, she was gone in his arms. Eyes closed and body soft and supple with the cares of a forgotten pony forever lost. Princess Luna had finally found somepony to look at her worth. Then, she heard something from afar. A muffled call of her that wouldn’t end.
No please
“Luna!” said a pony's sound that was the same as it had ever been. “What are you doing!?”.
The delicate princess turned towards her sister and found everypony that watched with quiet eyes. She saw that her stallion had disappeared as if out of the blue. No sight of him, no understanding of where he went, all that was left was that she danced with no pony.
“What?” she said.
“You’ve been making a fool of yourself for several minutes Luna, get over here” said Celestia with a powerful wing grasp against her sister. They both walked out of the preceding party and went up the steps.
“Luna what has gotten into you, after this we are going to go see a specialist, this is getting out of hoof already!”.
She did not listen to the slightest. The thought of that stallion caressed her senses. A true male that would bring her everything she could ever have wanted. His incredible scent of rose colored dreams of adoration that blocked out any words.
“Luna, are you listening to m-!?”
Luna looked at her sister with eyes widened. Tears ran down her as she grabbed her sister and squeezed a tight hug that was filled with remorse and frustration.
“I’m so lonely Tia, I can’t-”
“Save your strength my sister, you will find your love one day, until then you will always have me, everything will be well” she caressed her body and held the tightness with all she could receive. Luna's sobs of pain would continue as she held unto Celestia for help.
“All will be well, I promise you”
Luna looked over her shoulder and saw her stallion all the way from the end. He bowed as he had done and gave a smile. His image turned wavy before it vanished out into the open window near him. A smoke of thoughts and imagination from what she dreamed of reality being much more.
The party ended with all of the sophisticated ponies with stature left. Princess Luna turned on her bed, her mane messy as the darkness assailed her senses. She was in a familiar place, an open plane where there was but an empty space of black. Her eyes watched as she fell down the hole. Her mane flowed forward from where she fell. She closed her eyes and accepted her fate. Then she felt a presence that tugged on her hoof. Her eyes opened to see that it was him that held her from utter destruction.
He pulled her up to the invisible platform and looked deep into her eyes. Luna waited for an answer before she reached out her hoof and touched him.
His body dispersed into fluid gas, his head was translucent before it began to dissolve into this place. Luna fell to the platform on her legs and reached out to the stallion that had welcomed her and accepted her where no other did. With what was left of his body, the stallion moved his hoof around Princess Luna’s cheek. He caressed her before she held it against her own cheek, in hopes that she would gain the same love as before. His hoof dispersed into fluid smoke around her, she couldn’t even hold his touch. She looked into his vacant eyes and gave a bittersweet smile.
The stallion looked at her and smiled back.
“Believe in yourself” and he was gone.
Princess Celestia walked slow towards the bedchambers of her sister. She didn't know how to address or comfort what Luna was going through. As she neared the door, it burst open with Princess Luna that had whistled as she went. A sister was surprised by the reaction as Luna trotted down the hallway.
"Coming sister?" she said with a hopeful joy. "I believe the cooks are making blueberry pancakes today!".
Celestia watched her sister be so bubbly and joyous. She followed her to the kitchen where they both trotted their way in unison.