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// Amethyst Rose 
// Story: Princess Luna’s Anthology of Final Wishes: Little Angels 
// by Drunk Luna 
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The peace of the most sacred area of the dream realm was abruptly destroyed by a bloodcurdling scream.  Princess Luna sighed softly and shook her head as she walked in the direction of the sound.  A tiny purple unicorn filly with a pale pink mane and tail lay curled in a tiny ball, trembling.  Luna exited the dream realm momentarily to investigate the circumstances surrounding the sudden appearance of the foal, and what she saw was absolutely devastating. 

The newborn filly lay broken and bloodied on the floor of an abandoned house, surrounded by cameras, needles, and instruments of torture.  Luna had to turn away for a second to hold back her rage, her eyes filling with tears.  She picked up the foal, who immediately quieted, then returned to the dream realm, where the same foal was still wailing and trembling.  Luna cradled the tiny filly, whose cries softened as she opened her hazel eyes to look up at Luna.

“There, there, little one,” she whispered, rocking the little foal.  “Your pain will soon be gone.  Let’s get you cleaned up.”  

Luna teleported them to a beautiful nursery on the outskirts of the dream realm.  Smiling slightly, she conjured a small bathtub and filled it with warm, sudsy water, covering the filly’s umbilical stem with a towel.   The tiny foal started to giggle and splash as soon as she was placed into the water.  Luna chuckled softly and allowed the filly to play in her bath as she washed her off.

“You need a name, my lovely,” she cooed, tickling the filly’s tummy.  The foal gurgled a reply and smiled up at Luna, who felt her heart begin to shatter.  

“Look at your pretty coloring,” Luna went on, kissing the foal’s cheeks.  “What an adorable little one you are.  I think I’ll call you Amethyst Rose.  Do you like that name, sweetheart?” She tickled the filly under the chin and kissed her tiny nose, making her giggle.  

“All right, my little Amethyst Rose.  Why don’t we finish your bath, and then I’ll sing you a little song?  Would you like that?”  Amethyst Rose answered Luna’s questions by cooing up at her with an adorable smile.  Luna longed to be literally anywhere else.  She began to sing:

“My little dreamer,
Fly off to bed.
I’ll sing you to sleep 
As you lay down your head.
From this moment forth,
You will know only love.
When you awaken,
You’ll be home, high above.
So close your sweet eyes,
Let your weary mind cease.
When they open again, you shall know boundless peace.”

Luna’s voice broke as she finished her lullaby.  The foal’s breathing had slowed, and the dreamscape lapsed.  With a heavy sigh, Luna carried Amethyst Rose to a set of gates and handed her to a waiting white alicorn.  

After reentering the waking world, Luna walked to her balcony, took a deep breath, and completed the job by speaking two words:

“Amethyst Rose.”