After a decade apart, Luna and Twilight meet again in an old tavern, trying to keep the loneliness of an empty world at bay. During a night of strong drinks and remembrance they share stories and musings while a storm rages outside.
I've roasted a wealth of exotic things, All torn to ribbons at the hands of kings. Polished copper how I proudly shone, stealin' the fire of the blazing sun.