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// Creepy - Pearple Prose 
// Story: Dark Paradise: the TwiLuna Group Collab 
// by Habanc 
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Written by: Pearple Prose



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Luna loved Nightmare Night. And if she was being honest with herself, Twilight could understand why.

There were a lot of good memories linked with the old holiday; they'd bonded over this very night, exactly two years ago. Twilight loved the way Luna's eyes lit up when she saw the date on the calendar. She adored the way her marefriend would squeal with excitement as the clock turned midnight, almost like a filly when they received their cutie mark.

Twilight loved Nightmare Night. Well, she used to. And that was the problem, when it all came down to it.

There was a place in Twilight's mind, one that she liked to call "Pandora's Box". It wasn't like the other mental constructs she had devised; this one was locked up tight, concealed to the point that even she herself was almost unaware that it existed. It was necessary, in order to prevent the contents from interfering with her thoughts during the day.

But during the night, the Box would open, enough for things to... leak out.

Twilight watched Luna's chest rise and fall gently. If she listened carefully, she could hear her breathing softly. Usually, this never failed to make her smile. But then, she could usually keep the worries, the fears, the doubts, the envies, all the little toxins of the mind locked away, safely.

This was not one of those nights.

Twilight imagined the upcoming Nightmare Night celebration. They were visiting Ponyville once again this year, and there was going to be a whole attraction set up just for "Nightmare Moon". It would go off without a hitch, as usual. As Twilight tried to remind herself.

But Twilight could only imagine the excited shrieking turning to bloodcurdling screams. She could only imagine the moon glowing a bright red, reflecting the burning streets below.

She could only imagine a pair of teal draconic eyes, gleaming in the brutal darkness of the Eternal Night.

Twilight loved Luna, and she would always be there for her.

And the Box would always be there for Twilight.