“How many more of our people’s have come to see us this Night Court?” Nightmare Moon said to her assistant.
“Just one more last minute appointment, your majesty.” Ion said.
“So be it, see them in.” she dropped her head. “We are to weary for this, tis been such a vexing day.” She murmured.
“Announcing, he who is the West Wind!” said the door guard.
“What kind of name is that?” she asked, but stopped as she heard a voice, a voice that was all too familiar. She looked up in shock, as the deep and clear sound of her greatest love speaking as he walked up to her thrown.
He spoke. “Oh Nightmare, Oh Luna who art in the stars, hallowed be thy names; sacra be thy Moon and thy Night. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on moon, sun, and earth, in darkness and shadow, in living and dying, I swear fealty to she, whom I love.
Our loving and kind Mother of the Night, may your light shine down upon me this day that I may be eternally wrapped in the arms of thy warm, loving embrace.
Oh Mother, oh Mother, lead me the way, show me the path, to those who have transgressed, that they may have thy righteous fury brought down upon them, let me, I pray, be an instrument for they will. This I pray in the names of Luna, The Moon, and the Night.
Our Mother, Night Mother of the moon, thy will is on earth as it is in heaven, forgive our sins as we forgive they who repent. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for we are thy kingdom and thy power, forever and ever, Amen.” As he finished, he smiled and climbed up to her and wrapped his arms around her.
“Is… Tis this a dream? Art thou before us?” Nightmare asked. To which he answered her with a kiss to her cheek.
“How can I be dreaming of something that looks as beautiful as the creacher in mine arms
?” he spoke. “No my love, tis no dream that plagues thee.” He started to get down, but was overcome by her arms holding him fast.
“What are these bandages upon thee? We thought thee to be dead. And moreover, where art thy wings?” She looked on in fear as his hoof hushed her gently upon soft lips.
“The Griffin mercenaries captured me and beat me down, I took a great number to death before they pinned me. They took my wings by force so I would not escape. They thin threw me in a pit with wood and tarred more wood and threw it in, then set the tarred wood ablaze. I was able to dig down and hide in the dirt, however, much of the fire liked my back, sealing the wounds from my wings but making many burns. And now I am ugly and scared.” He looked down in shame.
“Hold love, thou art more than thy ever were, and still have love in our heart.” She told, and to this, he smiled.
“Hold us till the stars fall from the heavens, my love, Favonian.” She said with misty eyes.
Much time passed as they spoke sweet nothings one to another. She asked him. “Doth mine face shame thee?”
To which he replied. “Nay, there is nothing in the eternities that would dim thy light.” Nevertheless, something inside him hurt, for yes, he had told her the truth of her face, but twas her heart that was unbecoming to him.
She started to kiss him, and he was overcome with bliss and grief, not able to bare much more, least he loose himself, he had to ask her if the tales and what he saw were true.
“Stop, please stop.” He voiced.
“What, what tis wrong?” she blinked in surprise.
“I have something to ask thee.” His gaze would not meet hers.
“Fine, speak thy mind.” Her eyes were of concern.
“Well, I was in the lower part of the city, and I met one of thy guards and she was likening to a dragon?” his brow came together.
“Yea they are called bat ponies.” She smiled in pride.
“Yes she explained it to me, but to where did they come?” he asked further.
“We made them, for when we changed, so did they who are our most loyal.” She told.
“Well, she told me a story that was hard to believe. If thou would clarify?” they separated, and shook from lack of warmth.
“Absolutely, continue.” She said with a wave of her hoof. She noticed that all were gone from the room but a blushing Ion and one of the Generals of her military, who had a devious smile gracing her as she looked with mischievous eyes.
She sighed. “Ion get us some refreshments post haste, and wipe that look off thy face General Silver Fire!” she blushed as the mare giggled at the two lovers. She looked at the one of her soul and stopped all things; she could tell from his look that something was wrong.
He started solemnly. “She told of how thou were visited by a Griffin ambassador as he wished to make peace and end Celestia and her Equestria, with thee. She told me how thou killed him, and the manner in which thou did so.”
“Yea our guards do not lie. If there is a problem, make it manifest unto us.” She tried to smile.
His eyes went wide. “I just cannot see thee doing this, and what of old Canterlot? What was it thou didst to them?”
We see, for he is troubled, matters not he will see things are way surly. “Well twas simple, we did what must be done to traitors. We said unto them, ‘And low the hole of this world, now thou beholdest, oh masters of decay, thy servants have done according to thy command. What didst thou think would happen, when thou put flame to mine ire? She spoke; being fired up, for the look on him was not a happy one.
“If justice.” She continued. “Tis getting what thou deserve and mercy tis getting more than thou deserves, we say unto thee mercy hath been in abundant and now justice shall blossom fourth. Was it not thee who said all those ‘our’ moons ago ‘who cares if an overly disrespectful stallion dies’ pray tell what differs from then and now?” she was getting angry and scared for some reason, and this in turn made her more so angry at herself.
“Tis not that he died tis how he was murdered! I do not believe the Luna I know and love would DESECRATE! another person in such a way!” His voice had risen in disbelief, and he hurt internally for raising his words at her.
“WELL THOU BETTER BELIEVE IT!” She yelled back, her eyes flashing and General Silver Fire backed off in fear. After he picked himself off the floor, he held his ground and asked.
“How many… How many hast thou killed without mercy?” he gazed, unmoving.
“…”
“Well?” he pushed.
“……”
“ANSWER ME!” his body shook, and Silver Fire did not know who she was more afraid as she backed up further.
She started to shake uncontrollably.
“The number is beyond thy comprehension.” She seethed.
Tis not happening! Not her, tis just not her! “Was that what I saw? When I went into thy city, through the west gate and for leagues, all there was were pillars of wood and stone, and upon these pillars were impaled people! Mares, stallions, children, griffins, there were some things I didn’t know what were!”
“Yea twas I who did this thing, what of it!” her eyes started to tear up.
“How could she whom I love do thus, one who had a perfect brightness of love, charity, and hope, one who was humble and meek, what happened to her?” He pleaded.
“Meekness? For there was mine weakness.” She spat.
“Meekness tis not weakness!” he scolded.
“How dare thee speak to us like this!” it was his turn to not reply for he was silent, and did not speak.
“Say something!” she wailed.
He looked to the window, and saw the moon peeking in.
“Luna.”
“… What?” She sniffed.
He looked up to her, sighed, and cleared his voice.
“… I love Luna; she is my Lady, my moon, my dream, my heart, my Princess and Goddess of the Night. And thou art not her, I do not love thee, the one I loved is died.” He looked at General Silver Fire with tears in his eyes, he looked down and choked on his words as he whispered.
“Alas maybe she is still in there somewhere.”
He looked back up to her and was pained as her look of sorrow stung him. “I’m sorry Luna we never saw thy Garden of Shadows.” He looked down from her, and then turned for the door. “Never speak in my presence again, Nightmare Moon.”
As he walked away something inside her broke like thin ice under hoof, making her feel as if she were drowning in cold water. Her face twitched and spasmed, as her breath and heart became hard and raped.
“Thy cannot see in that thy doth not want to see, nevertheless, we will make thee see, oh yes, make thee.” She spat. As she conjured, her magic to do her will.
“A tuff of cloud, rainbows glow, and feather fast not slow.” She hurried as she made her final hope and chance.
“If thou will not come to us willingly, THAN WE SHALL HAVE THEE NONTHELESS!” she shook the hole of the castle as she flew to him and pinned him to the ground. She shoved the love poison vile into his mouth.
“Drink it… DRINK IT!!” he opened his mouth and sealed his fate. He looked up to her with lulled then wide eyes, as Nightmare held her breath.
“Luna?” He asked, then reached up and touched her face. “Luna, tis you.” He met her in an embrace.
“So tis finally over.” Said a voice from Celestia’s side, it was Gen. Silver Fire, the one who came to not a few days ago saying she did not like how the Lunar Republic was doing things, and she wished to change her allegiance.
“Ney Miss. Silver, there is much to be done.” She said while looking at the moon, that now had her sister’s image upon it. The elements flew up to their alters, she was not able to hold them anymore, with all that has happened, her sister banished to the moon, the people don’t need to know that now the elements of harmony wont respond to her.
“What other things do you speak of?” silver raised an eyebrow.
“Thou must take all thy brothers and sisters to the north; they will be hunted and hated. We will give thee a place to live in northern Equestria.
“If I may ask thee another question your highness?” she told Celestia about what happened with Favonian and Nightmare Moon and she was to curious.
“Just one Miss. Silver?” Celestia teased. To which silver smiled.
“Perhaps one if thine answer is sufficient.” She teased back. “However, what about Sir. Favonian Glass? What has become of him?”
“Worry not, we know where he rest, we shall confront him.” she started to leave. “Take care of thy people Princess Silver, help them and we will talk to thee soon.”
“Princess! What Celestia whit…” she was gone.
A lone figure sat in a garden, looking up to the new mare in the moon. Tears burn his face as Celestia sets down next to him.
“We know what happened between mine sister and thyself.” He sniffed in response.
“Thy name is well known amongst many for thy courtship of our sister. They will hunt thee, wish to hurt and kill thee, we can offer thee home with us if thy wish it.” He turned to her and hugged her. She felt tears on her fur as he shook. She wrapped a leg around him in comfort.
He pulled away from her. “Thy will be to over barred with all of thy people to have to worry for me. I will run and hide, do not be troubled, I will visit often. My new sister.” He smiled at her and she rolled her eyes at him.
“We would have still come to thy wedding though we were at war. Thy could have sent us an invitation least of all.” She pouted.
“Ha-ha… yah we were not to caring of a wedding at all, but the people wanted one, twas a small thing, I do wish thou were there however.” He said to her.
“What’s done tis done, where shall thou go?” she wondered.
“I know not, maybe east, I’ve been west and south. There tis the north as well, In any case, we shall see thee in time to come. Till we meet again.” He kissed her farewell and went on his way.
Two Weeks Later…
Peace… that is all there is in the dream; there is no place like it in real life, that is how she knew she was dreaming. Princess Celestia laid on a bed of flowers surrounded by golden wheat, with the fall autumn trees and dusty sunset, the golden dust of air looked like she was on the inside of a golden ball, the only distinction between the grass and trees was the wind moving them to and frow.
She let out a long and heavy breath as she opened her eyes and spoke. “Tis vary beautiful Lu, however, to what is the reason thou hast invaded our dreams?” she asked the emptiness. “We were confident that our dream magic could keep thee away.” Her brow met together.
“Was I not the one who wrote the laws of dream magic?” There came a voice from an out of place dark blue form.
“Yea thou were, alas forget not we were there when thou wrote them. Take care how thy hold our dreams sweet sister.” Celestia told.
“Thou still do not trust us?” Luna spoke. “Or is it she thou hates?” she wondered.
“We do not hate anyone, we are just wary. So tell us, why have thou come?” in the blink of an eye she found Luna laying in front of her, the feeling of sadness that took her was of a bleeding heart, for she new tis just a dream.
Luna froze and looked down cast, she knew why she came but it was hard to say all the same.
She took a deep breath. “Doth thou remember are love Sir. Glass?” Celestia nodded. “Well hast thou spoken to him… about… him and…” Celestia took her by the face to meet hers.
“Yea sister, we know of thy marriage to him. We are happy for thee; however, we do wish to have been there.” She smiled, while Luna laughed.
“To true we wish thou wert there as well.” She cleared her throat. “The reason we have come Tia is that... That we… art with child.” She kept her face down, never looking at her sister. “Tis been a few weeks and though we don’t show many of the signs we know it to be true. We come seeking aid for we do not have the means to give the babe the nourishment it needs, we ask if thou could hel…” she was taken to the ground in an enormous bear hug, all the while the larger Alicorn gave a happy yell.
“Oh happy day! Or night, it matters not we art so happy!” she hugged her again. “Of course we shall help thee with this new soul which is coming to are family.” She exclaimed.
“Thank thee, and there is one more thing, we wish not for our child to be raised on the moon. We wish it to have a beautiful life and not one in a creator, if thou could give it to Favonian. “She asked.
“Twill be done.” Celestia said. “We must awake from this dream Lu the dawn is almost upon us. We love thee.” She kissed her brow.
“We love thee as well Tia.”
The following months were hard for all, the country was wounded and many families who were torn apart were slowly being healed. The batponys went north and founded many places there among them were Hallow Shades, Trotsylvania, and there capital of worship Sacra. Celestia told Favonian of his parenthood to be, and he had a hard time not being able to visit Luna as she went through the first steps of motherhood. Favonian was known throughout the world and therefore all hunted him. He was even shunned by the batponys at one time, he found a place of peace and was there given his newborn son by Celestia. The new colt had yet to be named by his parents.
When the child was of three and one half years, they were forced to run once again, twas an autumn morning they were found by some travelers, word got around of their existence and to the ears of a mare of some reputation. She was widely known for hunting down all who fought with the Nightmare, and had hunted Favonian for all of these four years.
Favonian and his son had reached the top of a mountain pass when they saw that his pursuers had cut him off. He took his son and fled down the mountainside, his son was saved but he was not.
Favonian felt a tear fall down his face and saw it hit the wooden planks below him, his arms were bound and he was gagged. He looked to his left and saw the hangspony with his magic holding the trap door leaver ready to pull and send him to hang. He looked to his right and saw her, that mare who had tracked him for so long, she was ranting to her followers and the townsponys about how he was a monster, and how he laid with Nightmare Moon. Favonian tuned her out as he looked up and saw the moon gazing back.
“I know not if this will work, nevertheless, I will try.” He thought, and then began his prayer.
"De Luna of the stars, I bid thee homage and ask for thy ear and eyes as my last thoughts are of thee. Please hear my words so I may say ‘fare thee well’.” Favonian felt the eyes of the mare in the moon turn to him, and he felt her presence and knew she was with him.
Therefore, he began. “It started out as peaceful laughter but now sorrow sights at its slaughter. For seines thou left, the world is murder.
My mind is blank like a canvas, my heart is empty, color seems to fade, through the trees moonlight dances, and I wish thou were here today, to see that which thou made.
That which thou made is safe fear not, I took him to the riverside, wrapped him in cloth and put him in a basket. My final words to him were the song thy sung so many moons ago, I hope I did it justice. Did it not go something liken to ‘hush now my baby, be still love don’t cry sleep as thou art rocked by the stream. Sleep and remember my last lullaby, someday I’ll meet thee when thy dreams. River oh river of stars, flout gently for me, such precious cargo thou bear, doth thou know somewhere he can be free? River deliver him there.’”
“I hope he will grow to something better than what I have become.” He sighed. “I am so tired Luna, so weary, let me rest, heavens blest, I will weep upon thy chest. Thy Love I keep to mine breast.
Silence while being spiritually feed, pain before and after love, laid to rest.
Here come the will O the wisp, to mine pillow for a kiss.
In mine, dreams sealed a fate, all I wish is for thee to commemorate.
I see ash like snow all around me; the stars were as burning embers as we came to the top of a mountain and saw all those who wish to take our lives. There torches were the stars, likening to thy black night, however, there light was death and thy light is but a memory, no matter how happy, tis just a memory.
Remember as I laid there and felt thy heartbeat? know that I am thine forever, set me mere a fire, don’t leave me alone, take me to the river wash and clean me to the bone. Thou art my lady made of flowers, with a center soul in circles of glass. My greatest hope of a wish is to lay on the hot winters ground, with the leaves flouting away in the river taking all of our cares with them.
So majestic this world is, and so are its inhibitors, from the little rivers to the deep rich oceans, from the small farm hills to the mighty mountain face. Tis sad that I will be leaving it soon, I wonder how twill feel? I will first cry thin to feel cold and mine blood grow thick like ash, I am dead.
Nevertheless, to wake in green pastures, with clear glass sky o’er head.
To finally throw away all aches and pains, to feel wham and no more fear and dread.
To look at the white river bed and see angels beaconing, and strain to hear what was said.
Now I look up and see a swift sun and moonrise, and sigh so beautifully I cry.
And feel peace and am fed.”
The mare had finished her speech and was now giving the sign to the hangspony.
“I love thee, Luna” he felt a kiss upon his cheek, weightlessness, and then blackness.
All was quiet and at peace near the river, until the cry of a babe shattered it like thin ice. The colt was wet, cold, and hungry. The colt stopped as a soothing light came to it; white arms came from above to scoop it up, the colt feel asleep at ounce in the warm arms of Celestia, crying tears of joy at being found as her heart beet lulled it.
“Such a beautiful thing thou art nephew. We have failed thy mother and father to many times, we shall take thee and bring thou up in the way thou should go. Thou will be as a star into the eyes of the sky; thou will be the souls of the seas, having a love matching the softness of the blossom with the soothing sent of pine spice. All the while the iron forged willingness to do what is necessary, for we cannot forget thou art thy mother’s son.” She turned and few back to her home.
Luna was beside herself at the loss of her loved one, she spoke while on the moon hoping he would hear her in death. “The heavy dew is upon us and into trees fade the darkness, the stars are like candles on an alter reminding us of our sins. The remedy of night is an intoxicating fragrance, we miss thee, love thee, and we hurt thee, but we wonder is repentance really harmless.
She told Celestia to name her son, and in honor of both his parents, she named him Prince Glass Moon.
As the boy grew, his fiscal heritage came to be defined, he had the blue mane of his mother, and every now and then a star would appear within his locks, the eyes of the father, however, they were slits liken to his mother. He was a Pegasus like his father having wings so black, when he flew in the night he was often darker than the night sky. His coat was a dark gray with some hints of a metallic sheen that made him look very majestic. Everything about him at first was very beautiful to the sight, until he looked at you with those draconic eyes, unnerving but manageable, until he offered a smile then many would run from him in fear, for he had inherited his mothers fanged teeth, not only the two front fangs like the batponys, but all his teeth like his mother.
He grew and did much, many hated him and so he fought with them, however, he was always welcome in Celestia’s home. Until one day, he wished more than anything to see his mother, Celestia told him it was impossible but he still tried to find any way known to get to her. Ultimately, he failed and could not see her, not even in his dreams, until he had an idea and brought his plan Celestia, he said to her.
“If thou can trap Discord into stone and release him at thy will, cant thy do the same unto me?”
She thought on this for many days and nights, and he would ask her day after day for her answer. Then it came to pass, that she agreed to go along with his plan, and on the 23rd of May as the sun was setting and the moon was a Waxing Crescent. He hugged and kissed her goodbye, he said to her.
“When mine mother comes again she will still be wishing to disseminate her evil, and the heavens shall tremble. Promise me she will be saved.”
“Tis promised, we love thee nephew.” She stood back and as he bowed she let loose her power on him, and he was stone.
All were in tears as she finished her tail, even Shining Armor was wiping away the damp from his face, as Princess Cadance held on to him.
“That is a very wonderful, horrifying, and sad story Princess, but, why are you telling us?” Twilight Sparkle asked Celestia.
“Because.” She said as she gave Rarity her box of makeup to fix her running mascara. “I wanted you all to know the gravity of the situation.” She explained.
“’Situation’ is something happing?” asked Rainbow Dash.
“Yes Rainbow Dash, you see there was a lot of controversy from some of the surrounding kingdoms on wither we should let Prince Glass Moon free. They feared that he would turn out to be like Nightmare Moon. My sister and I have only gust been able to make sure we are not attacked by someone when we let him go.” She finished the long explanation.
“Ah have a question, if I may.” Applejack spoke up; she put her hat back on to show she was no longer crying… ‘On the inside’
Celestia looked to her and gave permission to proceed.
“Where is Princess Luna?” she coked her eyebrow.
“She is in my chambers, through that door.” She motioned to her right. “She is waiting for us, let us go in and see her.” She got up and walked through the door.
Luna sat next to a large fireplace with her back to the door; she turned to them and smiled as they came in.
“Happy day to have all of you here with me.” She said.
They all gave hugs in greeting, then got down to the matter at hoof. Celestia walked over to her fireplace and used her magic to bring forth a statue of a young colt a little older than Shining Armor, he had a small curve to his lips and his eyes were down in respect.
Celestia shot out a bright ray of power that hit the statue; it shattered and out fell the weakened colt. He fell into Luna’s arms, his eyes opened and he saw her for the first time in his life, and knew her at once. He reached up and gave her a kiss upon the cheek.
“Mother!” he exclaimed as he hugged her neck. He gave small pained cry and went limp again.
“Your weakness will go away in time, be patient my nephew.” He acknowledged Celestia’s words and turned back to his mother. Luna began to sing to her son, all listened with stillness as her beautiful voice felled the room.
“Come little children; I'll tack thee away into a land of enchantment.
Come little children, the times come to play, here in my Garden of Shadows.
Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way, through all the pain and the sorrows.
Weep not poor children, for life is this way, murdering beauty and passions.
Hush now dear children, it must be this way, to weary of life and deceptions.
Rest now my children, for soon we’ll away, into the calm and the quiet.
Come little children I’ll take thee away, into a land of enchantment.
Come little children, the times come to play, here in my Garden of Shadows.”
She finished her song and all felt warm and happy. It was then that Glass Moon put his hoof on her lips and started to sing to her. His voice while deeper was still just as soothing.
“I came to thee mother, thou took me away, into a land of enchantment.
Here am I dear mother for now we play, here in thy Garden of Shadows.
I will follow sweet mother, please take me away, through all my pains and sorrows,
Wipe all my tears mother, thy say life is this way, murdering beauty and passions.
I will hush now dear mother, but where are thee this day? I am to weary of life and deceptions.
I rested sweet mother, but now thou art away into the calm and the quiet.
Come now dear mother, please take me away, into a land of enchantment.
Where are thee sweet mother, the times come to play, here in thy Garden of Shadows.”
When he finished, they hugged once more, and cried tears of joy upon one another.
“This is a blessing to be sure, but, why are we here Celestia? Shouldn’t this be a family thing?” asked Twilight Sparkle.
To which Celestia replied. “You helped my sister inter the new world when I was to busy to do so. Now my sister and I think it a good idea for you and your friends to do it again with my nephew. Can you do this for us? you will have visit Canterlot often for he cannot leave here, and I’m sure Luna won’t let him go for some time yet.” She giggled.
“We would be happy to help him.” Twilight said.
“I lovest thou mine beautiful mother. I love thee so much.” Glass Moon spoke.
“I love you as well, my wonderful son.” She told back.