Восход Луны

Back then rage clouded my mind,

And sadness made my heart so heavy.

These ponies did not notice nights,

While walking in the sunlight daily.

And, living in my sister's shade,

I longed for glory and attention.

The patterns of my nights were made

With all my care, joy and passion.

But at sunrise I was forgotten,

No pony had a word to say.

In winter, summer, spring and autumn

They hailed Day Princess and the day.

There was a balcony, alicorns and a barrier, which rose out of the darkness.

Celestia touched it with a hoof, as if she wanted to destroy the wall of old mistakes, but the illusion stayed unshakeable. Luna's voice grew stronger like a storm, flashes of lightning in the heart of it were like emotions, which had been lived through long ago, but was awaken again.

Misunderstanding and resentment

Build walls between the two of us,

Revealing brittleness of friendship,

That seemed so solid at first glance.

It broke the proud pony's spirit.

How could it ever be revived?

The swarm of nightmares left me feeling

Like darkness crept into my mind.

Having been captured by the dark magic, illusory Luna was transformed into a terrible, fierce monster. One look of it made me shudder, because I had been like that myself.

So I embraced this deepest darkness.

My rage and envy took the blame

As much as spirit of the nightmares,

And Nightmare Moon became my name.

I gave my body to that force

For the authority and power.

I was not asked if that was worth

My soul, when we had closed the bargain.

Canterlot was ripped asunder, revealing the confrontation of kindred spirits. The light one did not understand, what was happening, and the dark one was enraged by this lack of understanding.

The ancient balance was disrupted,

The Darkness rose against the Light.

I went to limits, was corrupted

And blinded by my own pride.

I strove to rule the world, dismiss her

I longed to settle an old score

With her, Day Princess, elder sister

Celestia, I loved no more.

Luna flew up to the lofty ceiling with one flap of her mighty wings and disappeared in the darkness. Only the air flows, which were driven by the wings, suggested that the alicorn was hovering above us. By the will of the Mistress of Darkness the three silent spectators, who were us, found themselves in the eye of the storm of events. The entire space around us became a huge somber mirage, showing the picture of a cruel fate. We were looking at Celestia, who was flying away in panic, and at Nightmare Moon, who was in swift pursuit. The glowing charges of battle magic, sweeping over us, were imbued with fury.

She said, she did not want to fight me

I took it as a great offence

And cast her out, high and mighty

For me, she had deserved no less

Her flight was short and on its merit

The blast of magic caused her fall

It brought her down, she could not bear it,

Went through the roof, crashed in the hall.

Her broken body lied in wreckage,

Disgraced and beaten, overthrown.

This time she truly got the message,

I triumphed for my strength had grown.

My heart was overwhelmed with joy,

My greatest dream was just at hand.

The opposition was destroyed,

And now my night would never end!

There is no pattern like the stars

On fine dark velvet of night sky,

The comet leaving trail of sparks,

The forest, hushed by lullaby.

No one will dare to confront

My powers. Everyone will kneel.

No one will offer an affront,

No one will scheme, deride or leer.

Alas, I dropped my guard too soon.

The wings of happiness were flaring.

I was besotted by the Moon,

I felt invincible and daring.

The mirage died out suddenly, and we were deafened by the silence, that had fallen upon us. Luna seemed to disappear, one could not hear even the sounds of her wings. Having cast a glance at Celestia, I saw her eyes widened by horror, they were glimmering in the moonlight, and tears were streaming down her muzzle heavily.

The new mirage, showing the confrontation of luminaries, flared up with a terrible might. And the dark alicorn's voice sounded again, its harsh measured pace seemed to count the words like the moments, which were left before the death.

And then I heard my sister's solemn voice.

Protecting loyal subjects from ill fate,

She said, I had not left her any choice

And used the strongest weapon ever made.

I felt like I was burning from inside,

Consumed by pain, despair, anger, scorn,

And I attacked again with all my might,

Against my own sister raising horn!

But loyal magic kept her safe and sound,

Bright cheerful lights were laughing all around.

The strike was kind and generous as well

To end the honest duel with this spell.

Celestia had turned the tide of battle

With elements of Harmony again.

Against them all my powers did not matter,

And I could have done nothing to escape.

I had been thrown away by mighty spell,

The knots of magic were to tight to tear,

And, having bid my homeland farewell,

I felt my tortured mind becoming clearer.

My sister was the one I loved the most,

I came to her with an intent to kill.

The dark and evil spirit was the cause,

It had possessed my body, broke my will.