For as long as we can remember, I have lived in my sister's shadow.

We strive to escape this impossible world within which we survive. Since I was naught but a filly, my dear sister has done nothing but eclipse us and force us to remain reclusive. We dream one day to find a pony who sees the same beauty in my night that we do, but the dreams we find are ever filled with her accursed sun.

This is not how we imagined our life. It is our wish to become the light. The only light.

(First-person Luna mental trip. Hope you guys like it! Courtesy to Cyb3rdr4g0nGR for cover art.)

Just the typical adventures of my four-year-old son with his ponies.