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// Where Dusk and Night Meet 
// Story: When The Sun Sets 
// by Graymane Shadow 
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"You've been putting in some extra time, haven't you?"

Luna didn't bother to turn and look. Only one other pony had access to this particular part of the dream realm.

"I find it...relaxing," she admitted. To her right, Twilight took her customary spot on the grass, settling down with grace.

Luna couldn't help but smile a bit. Celestia had spent so much time working with Twilight on the little things - proper eating, proper posture, proper movement. The two had fought more than once over the issue. And yet, despite Twilight's protestations that she would never be as 'stuffy' as her mentor...here she was, just as prim and poised as Celestia ever was. 

Twilight looked up at the sky, cocking her head to the side. "It's not an exact replica, is it?"

"No, of course not. I like to experiment with the patterns here." She snorted. "In the old days, I remade the sky at my whim, as was my right. The first time I tried to do that in this era, the astronomers nearly stormed the Palace, and my sister made me put them back." Another smile. "I will admit it took me some time to forgive her for that."

"How is she?" Twilight turned to look at Luna. "Really, I mean."

"Doing better and worse," Luna admitted. "Her spirits are better, especially after your recent visit, but the treatments are taking their toll on her. She was not this emaciated even during the darkest times of Discord, and there is nothing I can do that will help." She grit her teeth. "I hate this. I hate the cancer, I hate feeling helpless, I hate -"

Luna stopped mid-sentence, as Twilight enveloped her with both wings, pulling her in for a tight hug.

"It's okay," she whispered, as Luna started to shake. "Whatever happens, we'll get through it together, with our friends."

It was a platitude, and they both knew it. 

But it would do for now.