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Her heart was heavy, just as were her hoof steps on the dusty floor. Her glass slippers made no sound, leaving only silence in the already empty hallways. It smelled old. It looked old. It was.

Luna found herself enveloped in the old walls, the old floors, the old windows and ceilings and views.

Everything was still here.

The new castle was built up by the pony she loved most in the world, and that very pony had stayed in that new home ever since Luna had done this. Luna had made the mistake of destroying everything in her jealousy, and this was what that decision had created.

Was it…a new…home? No, not yet. A new castle closer to her subjects, where she could watch them shun her night right from her room’s balcony. A place right in the middle of that thriving city that reminded her too much about her horrible, irreversible, selfish mistakes.

Away from her home.

It was time to raise the moon.

Luna made her way up to her old room and to her old balcony to carry out her old task of raising the moon before returning to the awful new castle to carry out the rest of her old duties. While the task itself was not that difficult, it was difficult to accept the fact that this was still the same while everything else had changed.

It had all been for nothing. None of this was right. It was all wrong.

With the moon raised, Luna brushed away the tears that had been flowing since earlier, and as she did so, she noticed something.

From here, she could see the ruins.

Her room has so destroyed that the walls had crumbled away to reveal the rest of the broken castle below. The floors were layered with dust, the windows shattered and nearly opaque from grime. There was barely a ceiling left, but the moonlight that shone through merely illuminated the destruction she had caused that…despite everything, was still here. Everything was still here, despite what was created elsewhere.

Luna found herself moving back into the unkempt hallways. This time, however, her eyes were not so blinded by the wish to live back in the past.

This castle was no more than ruins. It was as if the moment Luna was gone, the castle was never returned to. No pony had come back to repair what she destroyed.

No pony was here. No voices called out their goodnights and farewells. Even the night creatures strayed from the ruined palace. With this, Luna realized.

No. She had lost much time and wasted much energy for everything else to change but the one thing she wanted…and it was over. Luna was alone here. She destroyed her own home. Everything was gone. Everything moved forward, everypony moved on. The times were different. A new era had begun, and…she didn’t fit and she didn’t belong just as before.

Luna teared up as she gazed around at what was left.

The same thing can be viewed very differently by different ponies.

When Luna first returned, and found that ponies shunned her even more (as they now feared her too), how did it feel to realize that it was all for naught?

Description

Her heart was heavy, just as were her hoof steps on the dusty floor. Her glass slippers made no sound, leaving only silence in the already empty hallways. It smelled old. It looked old. It was.

Luna found herself enveloped in the old walls, the old floors, the old windows and ceilings and views.

Everything was still here.

The new castle was built up by the pony she loved most in the world, and that very pony had stayed in that new home ever since Luna had done this. Luna had made the mistake of destroying everything in her jealousy, and this was what that decision had created.

Was it…a new…home? No, not yet. A new castle closer to her subjects, where she could watch them shun her night right from her room’s balcony. A place right in the middle of that thriving city that reminded her too much about her horrible, irreversible, selfish mistakes.

Away from her home.

It was time to raise the moon.

Luna made her way up to her old room and to her old balcony to carry out her old task of raising the moon before returning to the awful new castle to carry out the rest of her old duties. While the task itself was not that difficult, it was difficult to accept the fact that this was still the same while everything else had changed.

It had all been for nothing. None of this was right. It was all wrong.

With the moon raised, Luna brushed away the tears that had been flowing since earlier, and as she did so, she noticed something.

From here, she could see the ruins.

Her room has so destroyed that the walls had crumbled away to reveal the rest of the broken castle below. The floors were layered with dust, the windows shattered and nearly opaque from grime. There was barely a ceiling left, but the moonlight that shone through merely illuminated the destruction she had caused that…despite everything, was still here. Everything was still here, despite what was created elsewhere.

Luna found herself moving back into the unkempt hallways. This time, however, her eyes were not so blinded by the wish to live back in the past.

This castle was no more than ruins. It was as if the moment Luna was gone, the castle was never returned to. No pony had come back to repair what she destroyed.

No pony was here. No voices called out their goodnights and farewells. Even the night creatures strayed from the ruined palace. With this, Luna realized.

No. She had lost much time and wasted much energy for everything else to change but the one thing she wanted…and it was over. Luna was alone here. She destroyed her own home. Everything was gone. Everything moved forward, everypony moved on. The times were different. A new era had begun, and…she didn’t fit and she didn’t belong just as before.

Luna teared up as she gazed around at what was left.

The same thing can be viewed very differently by different ponies.

When Luna first returned, and found that ponies shunned her even more (as they now feared her too), how did it feel to realize that it was all for naught?