Gently, Celestia knocked upon her sister's bedchamber door. "Luna? Lulu? Are you here?" she called. There was no answer. Pressing a hoof against the door, the Solar Princess was surprised to find it ajar. Inhaling a soft breath, she entered the darkened room. Her sister's bedchamber was decorated like the night sky, with dark blues and purples accented by moons and stars. Standing beneath an intricate fresco of the moon on the ceiling, a perfectly circular bed set in the dead center of the room, easily large enough to comfortably fit four alicorns her size. The walls were lined with the rest of the room’s furniture: a fireplace, a vanity mirror, a set of dressers, a few tables, a bookcase, a door to a small exterior balcony, another door leading to a private bath chamber and a writing desk.
Before her eyes Celestia beheld the Dread Mare, Nightmare Moon, and prepared for a fight. Standing in front of the vanity mirror, Moon had her back to the Solar Diarch and so Celestia prepared to take her by surprise--but then, Nightmare Moon turned to face Celestia and the Sun Princess saw that something was deathly wrong. Before her was not the Nightmare Moon she knew. This Nightmare Moon sought not to challenge her, sought not to bring upon Equestria Eternal Night. Instead, utter despair suffused the dark mare as she slowly sat upon her haunches, opened her mouth, and began to sing. The song she sung was one of those new 'rock' songs that Celestia had heard about... but the lyrics... oh, they were so very, very sad...
"When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale
I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere I can hide
No matter what we breed
I still am made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
At the curtains call
It's the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl
So they dug my grave
And the masquerade
Will come calling out
At the mess I've made
Don't wanna let you down
But I am, hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't wanna hide the truth
No matter what we breed
I still am made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Nightmare Moo--Luna's voice cracked upon the last verse, as she shivered, and trembled, raising a forehoof, warning, begging, pleading, her eyes glistening with unshed tears...
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide..."
Tears glistened within poor Celestia's eyes, then; she knew what Luna was trying to tell her: that some part of the Nightmare would always be with her - that she could never truly escape her "demons" - and atop that her beloved sister was warning her to stay away... But she could not, would not. "Oh, Lulu..." Slowly, gently, Celestia approached her sister and gathered her into an embrace. Luna, hesitant and unsure, tried to push her sister away - she could deal with her troubles on her own - but Celestia held firm, folding her wings about the so-called 'Dread Mare' and rocking her. And Luna... At last, Luna finally let go and wept into her sister's coat.
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4990646 curious question, did you ever thought of prince actually going to canterlot with his group if there was a crisis that the mane six can't handle? Like tirek for example?
4990711 The Prince going to Canterlot would only be likely if the Mane Six couldn't handle things themselves, as he prefers to simply observe things going on in Greater Equestria from his Nexus in the Everfree Forest.
The Prince isn't some kind of Gary Stu; he's no "red and black alicorn." He is... well, normal coloured. Teal coat, brown mane, hazel eyes. He possesses vast amounts of psionic power yet is very physically frail; in a stand up physical fight he can be beaten by the most average of Unicorns.
He spends his days at rest, waking only when things must be done by His Hoof Alone, or when he needs to address his people; and even then he speaks very few words. Three golden-coated, white-maned pseudo alicorns - his hoof maidens - tend him. Fearsome Templar Guard watch over him. A grand Protoss Nexus enshrines and protects him. And his People - the genetically modified and psychically augmented Ponies, Griffins, and Changelings of Everfree City - adore him.
4990812 so that's a 'only if the world is ending' answer and he just views things around him.
4990843 Read my other incomplete story "The Archives of Equusweyr to understand the Prince better...
4990848 ah. (goes to read and come back) huh, that explains much.