“We miss the light. We miss the sun.”

Nightmare Moon, ruler of Equestria, shrouding the country in eternal night came to an abrupt stop on her quest to the throne room. Her eyes locked on the form of a memory.

“Don’t you miss her, Lulu?”

Deception. That’s all this was. The elements of magic haunting her for banishing her sister against It’s wishes for the past 500 years.

Golden tears began to fall from the unicorn long forgotten. Nightmare Moon scrunched her face in pain and guilt.

She didn’t want to admit she missed her sister.

She didn’t want to admit she missed the sun itself.

She supposed it didn’t matter anymore anyway, she had forgotten what the sun looked like long ago.