This was a dream. She was certain of it. It simply wasn’t possible to be this happy and comfortable while still awake. It was the complete opposite of the torture she’d been experiencing barely more than a month previous.
The sun was making its gentle way down toward the horizon as the final hour of the day crept by. She sat and watched it in comfortable silence from a cloud high above Equestria half-way between Ponyville and Canterlot. The air this high was cool, but the sun bathed her face in warmth. It was only a fractional source of the comfort she felt though. The body of her marefriend pressed alongside her, as well as the wing draped over her back made her feel as though wrapped completely in a cocoon – protected from any discomfort, chaos, or harm that dared to approach.
Is this just a dream? How could I know for sure?
She turned her head slightly toward her companion and Luna turned toward her as well with a serene smile on her face. No words exchanged, just a gentle touching of their noses and Luna adjusting her wing slightly before both turned back toward the sunset.
Less than two months ago she had believed a moment like this to be an impossibility, and now it felt as though it had always been this way. There was a rightness whenever they were together that seemed to make all the stresses of life seem trivial matters easily overcome. A corner of her mind told her that it couldn’t possibly remain this way, but she firmly kept those thoughts pushed aside. If these moments were limited, then she was going to take full advantage of every single one.
A sudden, chill breeze over the bits of her not completely tucked away caused a shiver to zip quickly up and down her spine. The brief discomfort was enough for her to conclude that she might actually be awake.
One month today…
One month since she had finally let Luna know her feelings. One month since Luna had decided to give them a chance. One month of happiness that might never have happened if not for her illness.
“It is almost time. Are you ready?” Luna’s near-whispered question snapped Twilight from her detached musings and back into the here-and-now.
They were here for more than to simply watch the sunset after all. When Luna had shared her plan for tonight, to celebrate their month together and the way it had happened, Twilight had been rendered speechless at the magnitude of the gift she was being offered. And now, Twilight planted a quick kiss on Luna’s cheek and indicated her readiness.
A renewed surge of admiration and love for Luna coursed through Twilight as she touched her horn to Luna’s…
…and together they raised the moon.