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// Epilogue:  Drops of Moonlight 
// Story: Stone's Embrace 
// by ChaoticHarmony 
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	Luna wailed over the chunks of rock, her heart feeling as if it had been ripped out and thrown down under the wrecking ball that sat in the corner of the clearing, smoking and cracked from her magical blast that knocked it away.  She sifted her hooves through the dust, sobbing over her friend’s remains.  She tried to piece the statue back together with magic, but the damage had been done.  Or has it?

She moved over to where Discord’s head lay.  She bent her horn down low to it, magic sparking off of it.  She touched the head with her horn gently, hoping against hope to get a response.

“Discord, art thou present?”  She asked with a hesitant voice, knowing the answer.  She jumped when Discord’s strained voice answered her.

Dear Luna, or Celestia if she even cares,

No, I am not here, this is just a recording of my last thoughts before I die.  I suppose you could call this a will, but I don’t think that I have anything to really give away.  So call it my last words if you want.  I want to say that I’ve always regretted not being able to spend more time with you two, knowing that I was always the one off pulling pranks when our nanny was away.  I know you probably remember the noise of my yelping when father spanked me, knowing you Celestia, I bet you even have it recorded somewhere around the castle.  Well, as these are my last words, I’ll direct some to the both of you.

To Celestia, I would like to thank you for turning me to stone.  Without that, I would have never had the opportunity to experience true love.  That’s about all I have to say to you Miss Snooty.

To Luna, I would like to say something heartfelt and gross.  I love you.  I always have.  I have always admired your celestial body more than your snooty sister’s.  The sun is never changing, always doing the same thing every single day, but the moon varies, changing shape and location every night.  Stars are born, and stars die during the night.  But I hope you will never die, my love forever eternal.  May you continue to rise Luna, and keep me in your heart until the end of days.

The words continued, but Luna couldn’t hear them anymore.  She always suspected Discord’s love, ever since they were foals, but she had never tried to pursue it, fearing that it would end their good friendship.  And then she had to watch as Celestia turned her love into stone, to sit in that garden for thousands of years.  Even then, Luna had regretted not approaching Discord sooner, thinking she could have saved him.  But now she would never get that chance again.

Luna cried like she did all those years ago, lying in the white powder, her tears dripping from her eyes like drops of liquid moonlight, shining in their namesake’s light.