• Published 16th Jun 2015
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Diamond Princess 2: A Queen To Be - Night-Moon-12



What happened after The Diamond Princess? Well, this what happened Twilighta sent three letters to the Crystal Empire, Canterlot, and Ponyvillie.

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The cause of a Cutie Mark

Author's Note:

I love the songs *Remembrance* and **The Willow Maid**
*link 1: Remembrance
**link 2: The Willow Maid

Skies was laying in her hospital bed, breathing weakly her heart rate dropped dramatically when she arrived, now the doctors were doing everything they could for her. but she’s wasn’t going to last the day, and she was clinging to what time she had left to say her last words. Princess Twilight sat next to her holding her hoof in her last moment and softly sang the song of Remembrance* to the filly who happily smiled as her eyes closed and her breathing slowed to a stop.

“Thank you princess, for giving me Hope and Life…” Skies whispered, her heart stopping seconds after her breathing did. “Thank you…”

Princess Twilight cried her heart out over the filly, whom she care for as a student, a friend, and a daughter. Prince Sombra stood behind her, resting a hoof on her back showing his support, and comfort. Twilight hugged him, her tears staining his fur, wishing and saying something very close to; ‘This shouldn’t have happen. Skies didn’t deserve to die, she deserved to live her life to it’s fullest.’ Princess Cadence and her group ran in finding the dead filly and two royals trying to comfort one another, they stood having a hard time believing what they saw before them. Twilight Skies was dead, they payed their respects in a moment of silence and bowed heads; the guards, the hospital staff, everypony there bow their heads. Solara and Dawn stood nearby their princess, crying silently and holding each other.

-In the Celestial Starfield-

Skies looked around trying to understand where and why she was her, than she saw...

A young stallion walk through the forest with a quiver and hunting bow, a young mare singing and the stallion followed the sound below. It was there he found the maiden who lived in Willow, he called to her as she listened, of a ring of toadstools red.

“Come with me my maiden,” he said. “Come from thy willow bed.”

She looked at him serenely, and only shook her head.

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion a warning, but he didn’t heed her advice.

He came back again with a yellow flower in her magic and wore a coat of green, his love had hair like fire and her eyes an emerald sheen. She wrapped herself in beauty, so young and so serene. He stood there under the willow, and he gave her the yellow bloom, “Girl my heart you’ve captured. Oh, I would be your groom.”

She said she‘d wed him never. Not near, nor far, nor soon.

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion the same warning again, but he still didn’t heed her advice.

That night he came back, with an axe as sharp as a knife. He was enraged with her warnings and he vowed, ”I take the green eyed mare, she shall be my wife. With her I’ll raise my children, and I shall live my life.”

The maiden wept when she heard him, when he said he’s set her free. He took his axe and used it to bring down her ancient tree.

The stallion turned to her as she wept. “Now your willow’s fallen, now you belong to me.”

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion one last warning, as he walked with her out of the forest. She followed him out of the forest and collapsed upon the earth. Her hooves had walked but a distance, from the green land of her birth. She faded into a flower that would bloom for one bright eve. He could not take from the forest, what was never meant to leave.

Skies watched in bewilderment as the mare turned into a flower, but was soon reborn as a filly as Skies herself. Skies now understand what her purpose was in the Diamond Realm; she was Realm’s Peacekeeper it’s protector. She was meant to show others the meaning of Nature, and forest life. She left herself change and arise as a new pony; her coat was now abstiler white, her mane of fire and her eyes of emerald sheen. She became Willow Life, who she really was before she had died from being taken from her birth home, only to be reborn as the pony she was just moments before.

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She said feeling wings of willow leaves emerge from magic back as they spread out wide, she had once lived in a Willow and will live in a Willow once more.

-Center Valley of the Diamond Realm-

Skies’ body glowed as the morning ponies bowed their heads and vocalized The Willow Maid.** The glow grew intensely as her body rose into the air the changes happened right as those below watched in awe of what was happening above. A Willow Tree grow in the spot where the young filly had been laid to rest… around the tree a forest grew making everypony wonder what was happening. Their question were soon answered by what caused many ponies to part making a path; a vision.

A young stallion walk through the forest with a quiver and hunting bow, a young mare singing and the stallion followed the sound below. It was there he found the maiden who lived in Willow, he called to her as she listened, of a ring of toadstools red.

“Come with me my maiden,” he said. “Come from thy willow bed.”

She looked at him serenely, and only shook her head.

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion a warning, but he didn’t heed her advice.

He came back again with a yellow flower in her magic and wore a coat of green, his love had hair like fire and her eyes an emerald sheen. She wrapped herself in beauty, so young and so serene. He stood there under the willow, and he gave her the yellow bloom, “Girl my heart you’ve captured. Oh, I would be your groom.”

She said she‘d wed him never. Not near, nor far, nor soon.

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion the same warning again, but he still didn’t heed her advice.

That night he came back, with an axe as sharp as a knife. He was enraged with her warnings and he vowed, ”I take the green eyed mare, she shall be my wife. With her I’ll raise my children, and I shall live my life.”

The maiden wept when she heard him, when he said he’s set her free. He took his axe and used it to bring down her ancient tree.

The stallion turned to her as she wept. “Now your willow’s fallen, now you belong to me.”

“See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. See me now, I cannot leave this leave this place. Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest. Don’t ask me to follow where you lead.” She had given the stallion one last warning, as he walked with her out of the forest. She followed him out of the forest and collapsed upon the earth. Her hooves had walked but a distance, from the green land of her birth. She faded into a flower that would bloom for one bright eve. He could not take from the forest, what was never meant to leave.

The ponies watched in great surprise as the mare turned into a flower, but was soon reborn as a filly as Skies herself. A cutie mark of a Willow Branch appeared on the filly’s flank and she was lowered to the ground unconscious.