Luna's Constellations

by Starlight Aura

First published

Young Luna realizes that even immortal ponies, like herself, die someday. What can she do?

Luna, after the recent death of a parent, she understands death a bit more and wants to leave her mark. But how? And she better hurry. Both her sisters are planning something. Something BIG!
How else will she be great and powerful like her big sissies?

The Clear Blank Night

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Prologue

I was not yet born when this happened, but Princess Stella told the rest of the Alinites. Enjoy!

The Clear Blank Night


Queen Galaxia

(Luna’s P.O.V.)

It was still pretty, the night, even though it has no special qualities like my sister’s precious light. The night had nothing, while the day contained a sun, clouds, birds, pegasi, and light. I mean, light is pretty and all, but keeping it in the sky everywhere is just obnoxious. Everything should be in moderation.

I don’t only love the night for it’s enchanting feel, but because of my mom.

Mom was a beautiful alicorn. Her name isn't actually “Mom”, I just call her that. Her real name is Galaxia, sorry Princess Galaxia. She was a cream-colored pony with a purple and orange mane, resembling a sunset. She was always there for you, unlike Tia. I think Stella inherited her beauty and personality from Mom.

When my mom gave birth to me, it was underneath the dark blue sky. I came into the world with my trademark universe-like hair I got from my dad, King Cosmos. My parents were overjoyed, Stella grateful, and Tia remorseful.

Every time I get stressed or sad, I tell Mom to come out into the night with me and we would talk. Then, I would hold her and she comforted me. We did this all the time until she got sick.

Ever since Dad sacrificed himself for us to be safe during the First Changeling War, we were devastated, especially my mom. She soon started staying outside all day. She never went inside. She’d just stare at the blue sky with scattered clouds and stare at the dark, superior night. The servants took care of us, and left her alone. But every night, I came outside and just laid there next to my mom, and she would hold me tight. That's when she became sick.

(Celestia’s P.O.V.)

Luna was, like, being a total pain in the flank. I mean, she like, didn't even help Stella and me! Mom is like, sick, and she is, like, totally bailing out on her! Like, wow! She just keeps, like, staring out at that, like, NOT trending night. We all know that, like, the Sun is trending on Muzzlebook. Muzzlebook is like, the best thing ever! I can always post cute pictures of me to my friends and secret crushes.

(Luna’s P.O.V.)

Mom was getting more and more sick as the night continued. I stayed outside. I couldn’t bear to see my mother, the sparkle in her eyes...blank. Like the night.

As I watch my tears fall, somepony in a cloak approached. She passed the guards. How? I watch with curiosity. Then, when I dared to say something I called out to her as she neared me and the door to my mother’s room.

“Hey! Who are you!” I shouted.

The pony shrugged.“Somepony.”

That wasn’t a good enough answer for me.

“What’s your name?” I ask when she stood in front of me.

The pony gave me body language that showed she didn’t understand. I couldn’t see her face, but I could see her eyes. They glowed a brilliant blue.

“My name is Somepony. But ponies call me the Enchantress.”

She walked right on passed me. I tried to stop her. Well, I think she’s a “her”. She sounds pretty young and like a mare. But when I tried to stop her, she revealed a horn and it glowed...rainbow! I have never seen a pony’s magical aura glow rainbow. She picked me up with her rainbow magic and set me aside. She opened the door with the same rainbow.

I didn’t see what happend next, but I heard Stella’s voice talking to the Enchantress Somepony.

I peered up at the night sky, searching for an answer. Nothing. As usual.

Then the door burst open again, and their stood Somepony, carrying Mom! With her rainbow magic! She took off into the air, into the night, with my mother, her hidden wings, and her rainbow elegance.

There are other alicorns, I guess. I stood watching. Mom had the power to stop her, but didn't. I knew Mom would be okay, so I stopped my flow of tears. Mom almost died. She is immortal. Like me. Does that mean...I can die too?

(Stella's P.O.V.)

I have always questioned death. Death. A mysterious force no one can understand. We, my sisters and I , are immortal, as us being alicorns and all. But time will one day, time will end, especially when now my father, who is the King of Time, and now my mother, Queen of Space, might have died. My mother I am more unsure, for she has been taken by the The Enchantress Somepony. She will take my mother to the Forgotten Land, otherwise known as the Origin Realm. Mother will be safe. She is with the Pony in Blank. Those in question, Enchantress Somepony, an alicorn, has already earned her cutie mark. Hers is simply nothing, therefore representing everything. A Blank Flank with a flank. It makes me ponder.

An Ancient Foal Poem and Song by Songfilled Melody

"Fillies and colts, don't be saddened,
If Mother or Father has passed away.
They will be fine, they will prosper
they won't rot, mold, fall, and decay.

For the Pony of Nothing, the Blank Flank mare
She will guide them through forests and sand.
Don't worry my foals, dry your tears,
For the Somepony has taken them to the Forgotten Land."

A Visit from Another (Sorta) Dimension

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A Visit from Another (Sorta) Dimension


Paint Palette

(Celestia's P.O.V.)

Morning! My totes-magotes fave time! I get to slowly walk to my balcony, showing off, like, my glamour. I use my beautiful magic. My horn starts to glow. Then it sparkles. Then, with my, like, beautiful hair, I raise the always popular Sun! This was like, my first ever time doing it alone! I usually get help from Mom, but now she went to Rainbow-Pony-Weird-Afterlife-Super-Not-Trendy Land. Like, gosh! Anyway, afterward I prance downstairs to, like, the dining room where I get my usual, strawberry shortcake! Like, Yumalishous! But on my way, weirdo Luna is, like, drawing. Again! But this time, she is, like, totally overdoing it. She had, like...what are those things again? The flat white stuff you write on? Paper! Oh... I, like, totally forgot about those things. Like, you don't need them for anything anyway! So Luna was drawing weird pictures and stuff. I donno why, but it's, like, creep-y!

(Luna's P.O.V.)

I'm gonna die one day. Or leave Equestria. Or something. So I need something to leave here, something like a... memento! Yeah, but what? I fluttered over to my bookshelf and scan the rows. Vengeance: A Guide to Get Back at Your Enemies, Spells For The Young and Upcoming Spell Casters, The Encyclopedia To All Things Fudge, Cheese: The Novel, How To Guide To Stress Relief From Everyday Life, The Adventures of Paint Palette: Volume 7 The Quest for The Infinity Brush, Forbidden Magic in Zebraton, Equestria, and Griffin Land. I chose the Forbidden Magic book and browsed through the pages. I couldn't find anything. If only I could draw, sculpt, or paint better, I might even get some inspiration to make some art and show everyone. If only...

My eyes wandered. I soon noticed something. A book was out of place! I grabbed the book and put it back to my specific location. I looked at the cover. Then I got an idea. I take the same book and rip through the pages of Forbidden Magic. I found a spell! I think
deeply about it, and my magic aura glowed around my horn. It shimmered and glowed, then pop! I couldn't believe it! My favorite novel character appeared! I was thrilled!

"What the...where...am I?" The white pony asked.

"Canterlot Castle. You are no longer back at home painting flowers."

"How do you know about me?" She asked, her red tail, swishing, had been painted a bit green at the tip.

"You are a character in a book. I brought you to life. Now you live here as a citizen of Equestria.

"I was?"

I nodded, still excited to meet her.

"Well, it's better than sitting at home painting my flowers without anymore adventures to go through," she replied calmly.

"That's because the author stopped writing your series."

"Aah."

Paint Palette strolled around my room. She looked at my shelf and picked out The Adventures of Paint Palette Volume 2 The Search for The Amber Orange. "So...your name is Luna?" she asked. My book was signed to me by the author, Ink Quill.

"Yes. I am one of the Princesses of Equestria."

"You are a princess, eh? And you got some siblings?" She asked, flipping through the book and peering at the pictures.

"Yup." I said proudly.

"What you the Princess of?" She inquired, not looking up from the book.

"I am a Princess of Equest..."

"No. I mean what are you the Princess of. Like, what do you exactly rule and or protect?"

My smile faded from my face. I never thought of it like that. That's when I realized something. My father was the King of Time. My mother was the Queen of the Universe. My sister Stella was the Princess of Harmony. And Tia is the Princess of the Day and the stupid Sun. What am I the Princess of? Nothing? I looked at my Blank Flank. I started to sob. What if I wasn't the Princess of Anything?

Poor Luna. Contributed by The Ol' Timey Photographer

(Painter's P.O.V.)

I was lookin' at my pictures in the Luna Princess's book. Dang, was I good lookin'! Wow. This artist Ink Quill or whatever really knows how to draw. Wow! While I'm enjoyin' the art, Miz Luna started to cry. I trotted over to her.

"What is the matter?" I asked, trying to sound sophisticated 'cause I was talkin' to a princess.

"I...I don't...I..." she sputtered, her tears started collecting on the rim of her eyes. I looked into those eyes, big an' round. Reminded me of my sister, Nimble Song. Nims was a good dancer. Then she got clobbered by the Color Drainer. She died that day. Miz Luna didn't see the tear that I shed. Then, I topped. No...this filly is hurt. I gotta help her the best I can! For Miz Luna. For Nimble.

"Tell me what's wrong, Luna."

"I...I am the Princess of Nothing!" She whimpered.

Then, I felt some hurting in my chest. It was emotional hurt. That's it!

"Well, if you aren't the princess of anythin', you gotta become the princess o' somethin'," I replied.

She wiped her tears off. "How?"

"With paint! Gallons and gallons of paint!