Luna looked unto the night she had created. The stars gazed at the homes below and gave the town a radiant glow. She knew she had given the ponies a prefect time to sleep but couldn't help but to want more than sleeping ponies in the frame of her masterpiece. She wanted the ponies to enjoy her creation. She wanted them to look at the stars with see and to see the constellations with the idea of perfection roaming their minds. However, she wanted something way more than the ponies to just gaze apon them. She wanted them to love her beautiful night.
What she saw as she looked unto the city disappointed her as always. There were no ponies out playing in the open fields or meadows. Nor were there ponies moving about within there own homes. There were only lifeless shadows of buildings glancing around in the city.
She was nearly ready to concede the night to Celestia when the idea of a short fly struck her. Her burning emotions worked against the wind as it blew mane. They mixed and swelled insider of her before tears started welling up in her eyes. The anger she was holding was to much for her and the sadness that was struck into her heart only amplified the boiling rage. She stole a peek to the city below her, only expecting to see more closed doors and empty space, however, she was surprised to see a small colt resting on top of one of the local homes.
She quickly landed on one of the nearby trees and wiped her eyes so she could better observe him.
His coat was a dark blue that reflected the sky and his main and tail had a light blue color with small white swirls as a dominating feature. He never budged and was nearly as lifeless as the night itself. Finally feeling she was ready to confront him, she took back to the air, only to land seconds later.
He still hadn't moved when she got there. To Luna, it looked as if he was stuck there, never moving. He never stole a glance as she landed, he didn't flinch when she made sudden movements, he didn't even let his pupils move to follow her movements. The colt simply sat.
Finally, Luna successfully got his attention with a wave of her hoof, but even then, he only gave her a dead stare. His stare gave Luna a dreadful feeling. It was as blank as the roads in the dead of night. His eyes shown no life whatsoever and the paleness in his face gave him a ghostly feel. " I-I" Luna struggled to find a way to start talking to the colt. "I feel like I know you little colt. Tell me, what is it that is your name? " He kept with his simple gaze but soon replied.
" Most everypony feels like they know me Luna" He positioned himself to face her. " It's just a feeling I give most ponies"
" Tell me, why is this so?"
" How about we talk about why you have come to see me. "
" I-I just felt like talking to somepony."
" And how often do you stop by to visit with your subjects Luna?" He gave Luna a questioning glare that told Luna he already knew the answer. Visits from her were rare as she was always sleeping through the day. Actual contact between her and another pony was next to unheard of.
When Luna wasn't sleeping, she was normally maintaining the nighttime objects such as the moon and stars. Thus, since she was so lonely, she often created constellations for fun. Whenever she ran out of stars, she would always make more and scatter the remainder.
" I suppose my visits for talking are... uncommon. Why does this matter apon this subject?"
" Don't you see your own lies Luna? Before you saw me, you had no interest in talking. While you do want to talk now, you were more interested in the night were sitting in currently. " The truth struck Luna like a solid block. While she had known it the whole time, she didn't want to except it. She looked to the skies for a response, however, she saw nothing to help her. It was like her own creation was turning against her. She could even sense that something was wrong with it. Something wasn't where it should be.
" Luna, you're angry. Your angry because you don't think anypony loves to gaze apon your beautiful creation. " The colt got up from his position and moved towards Luna. She only responded by turning away from him. "Luna, I assure you all the ponies love what you have created. I know that they love you for what you have done for them." He was now standing in front of her, but again she turned away from him. A tears started to form in her eyes. " The ponies of this land don't have to be awake through it for them to know it, Luna. You should know I love the night as I feel I am part of it!
" However, the night wasn't created for playing and laughing. It was meant for relaxing. To take a break from the sun. It's to dark for for hoping around!" Luna hadn't turned around when he appeared in front of her the next time. Instead, she looked at him with the tears in her eyes.
" Luna, what do you see when you look apon your creation? " He slowly approached her.
" I see what I have created. I see the very thing these ponies need to love and cherish just as they do for what my sister has made for them." With that she threw open her wings and hovered above her previous position. " I know what I will have to do to make the ponies love my night!"
"Luna! You don't need to do what your thinking! It will never work!" It was to late for him. She was already flying back to her castle. " I love your night"
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Luna saw a large flash as she was flying back to the castle to prepare for her plans. She turned to see what the light was, but was greeted by nothing. The colt wasn't where he was before. She looked toward the sky and felt that whatever was missing before, was no longer gone. While she was conflicted by her emotions, she was still set to one goal. And that goal, must be completed if the ponies were to ever love her night.
As she landed on the balcony to her room, she once again looked toward the sky." I know what you name is. " Her horn lit up with the extreme amount of magic it would take to do what she was doing. " I'm sorry North, but if i'm to ever make the night last forever, I can't remember what you have told me tonight. Even if the ponies will have to live without direction." A bright flash of light erupted from her horn and the night had the slightest drop in lighting. " And I wont let anypony, or any star stand in my way."
The brightest star in the sky, and one of Lunas oldest creations was gone now. Dead due to her desires. A compass to anypony that would ever roam the night, and now, it was gone.