When Stars Dream

This story is a sequel to A Tale of the Sun, Moon, and Stars
Twilight Sparkle is embarking on a new path in her life, and Luna is there to guide her to the right one. At long last, it is time for the Stars to come home.
Twilight Sparkle's story, and sequel to A Tale of the Sun, Moon, and Stars.
Cover art by AeronJVL.

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1. When Stars Dream

When Stars Dream

 

By: Dal

Cover Art By: AeronJVL

 

 

 

Stars. Little sparkling gems in night sky, perfect accents to the crown jewel that was Luna's moon. Each one had a name, a history, a story to tell; Twilight Sparkle knew them all. It just so happened to be one of the most perfect nights, in many such moons, for one of her favorite past times: stargazing. No cloud could be seen as far as Canterlot, and there was enough humidity in chill air to give each star its own little aura as they twinkled to some unknown rhythm.

She reveled in the rich tapestry that spread out above her; the serenity it granted- such a rarity in her life. If it wasn’t some natural disaster or some ancient evil returning after a thousand years, there was always somepony trying to fray the last ends of her sanity. The stars though, they were always there for her. Never complaining, never trying to plunge the kingdom into eternal night. No, they just existed to make her happy. It came as a surprise to Twilight, when on this "perfect" night, that the stars seemed like they were calling her name; beckoning her to join them.

They did seem a little close, she wondered, almost as if she could reach out and touch them. She giggled to herself as she raised a hoof to the resplendent sky, only to gasp when she sent the stars rippling out like somepony had disturbed a tranquil pond.

"Well that isn't right--" were the only words she could utter before a terrific blast of magic forcibly ended her sentence. Unimaginable power arced through the unicorn- sending her flying back into the tree house, only stopping as her limp form crashed into a strategically placed bookshelf. A lump began to stir within the basket that was sitting at seat of a Twilight's bed, the commotion ending the occupant's well deserved sleep. In Canterlot, a certain princess felt an outside being's unwarranted touch in her sky.

 

***

 

Princess Luna rose from the gilded throne of Equestria with wings spread, a look of worry and anger desecrating her once comforting face.

Who dares tamper with my ward! Discord? No, he wouldn't dare after last time. Celestia? No, she still slumbers in the tower above …

She kept running through her mental checklist of beings capable of touching her sky, not one matching the hoof of her quarry, only to be interrupted by the surge of magic that came from the direction of Ponyville.

"Twilight Sparkle."

 

***

 

"Twilight? I heard a loud bang and-- TWILIGHT!" the panicked purple dragon scampered up to his fallen friend, too busy to see the faint blue flash outside. "Say something, anything!" he pleaded, thinking the worst.

"She will be fine, young Spike." said a soothing voice, startling the little wyrm. "She is only sleeping, look for yourself."

"Princess Luna!" The shock from her arrival and Twilight's plight was too much for him, his eyes rolling back into his head as he slumped onto the floor.

"That is for the best, we do not need Twilight's ‘assistant’ knowing of what has occurred this night," she said as her magic enveloped the unconscious mare. "Now as for you little one, you are a different story."

 

***

 

Stars filled Twilight's vision. Up, down, side-to-side, she was surrounded by the brilliant radiance and colors of the cosmos.

"Where am I?" her voice booming throughout the starscape.

Whoa, when did I start sounding like Luna?

The blue form of a pony coalesced next to Twilight, its body taking on an ethereal nature. "Welcome home, dearest Twilight."

Now that definitely was Luna. Home? I have never been here in my life!

"Princess Luna, is that you?"

"Yes Twilight. It is I, and I welcome you to the heavens."

"The heavens? Never heard of them, and I can assure you I have never been here."

"Forgive me, I thought you would remember. This makes our meeting here a little more … troublesome."

"This is a dream then?" Twilight's voice tinged with a hint of desperation.

"A dream! Yes, that is where we are!" Luna's laughter doing little to sooth Twilight's growing apprehension.

Trying to pace nervously, Twilight found that she couldn’t. "So … how does one get a body here?"

"Oh forgive me. It has been a great while since you have been here, and I had forgotten that you would be incorporeal when you returned. Just think of your old form, and the nature of this place should take care of the rest.'

"Let's give this a try." Twilight steadied herself. Focusing on her purple coat, her striped mane, and the horn that defined who she was. Soft magenta wisps obscured her vision, vanishing as she started to feel the solid ground beneath her hooves. "That should do it!"

Let's see here. Four legs? Check. Horn? Check. Mane? Check. Wings? Check. Rest of my body? Check. Wait, wings!?

The new alicorn's heart rate started to ratchet up along with her breathing. "Uhh. Why do I have wings?"

"This is you Twilight Sparkle, this is your true self." Luna spoke with calm and assuring voice.

"OK! Good thing this is just a dream, and I'm not some long lost royal of Equestria or anything!"

The degree of which how incorrect Twilight’s statement was blindsided Luna, causing her to choke. "Yes, that it is."

A moment of awkward silence followed, only broken when Twilight’s curiosity got the better of her. "I have another question if you don’t mind, Princess. Before I came here I touched the stars, like actually touched them. It was as if they were calling my name, welcoming me into their embrace."

"That’s because they are crying out for their true master."

Twilight's heart skipped a beat. "I thought they were yours?"

"Nay, I am just their guardian. Watching over them like Celestia did with my moon for the thousand years prior to my return. They truly belong to you, Twilight Sparkle."

Twilight's heart froze, a maniacal grin forming on her face. "You-- you can't be serious!"

Heh. It's just a dream Twilight. Just a crazy dreamscape that Luna has complete dominion over. Argh, shut up brain!

"Twilight Sparkle!" Luna bellowed, unleashing her Royal Canterlot Voice. "You dare call me a liar? I am very serious indeed--but I am also sorry for divulging this fact prematurely. We had figured you were ready by now, we were mistaken. Yet still you are here, and your destiny will find you. Ready or not." Her voice faded almost to a whisper, tears forming in the back of her eyes. "You have no idea how much we have missed you Twilight. And it hurts me so deeply to hear you reject what you are. Listen to the stars, hear their song. Watch as they pulse to a beat, your heartbeat Twilight. Then try to deny them."

Twilight's ears folded against her head, guilt forming a pit at her stomach. She repeated Luna’s words, calming herself as she opened up her mind to the vast reaches surrounding her. It was as Luna said, the stars sounded like crystal chimes playing the most soothing of music as they swayed back and forth to her heartbeat. “It’s beautiful.”

Luna sat down next to the now collected Twilight, pulling her into a hug with a soft wing. “They should be. They are the reflection of their owner after all.”

Twilight rested her head against the larger pony’s chest, sighing contently. “Thank you Luna, even if this is still just my imagination.”

“Yes, just your imagination. Now get some sleep, you will need rest for the trials ahead.”

A yawn escaped Twilight’s mouth, sleep’s siren call becoming too enticing for her to resist. “Good night Luna.”

Luna waited just long enough till the last vestiges of consciousness faded from Twilight, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Sweet dreams, sister.”

 

***

 

Twilight awoke as the first rays of dawn pierced through the bough of her home, finding herself curled tightly underneath her soft blankets. Her blissful ignorance shattered as memories of the previous night came rushing back to the forefront of her mind. Throwing off her covers, she immediately checked her back for any offending appendages, finding none.

“Just a dream.” She whispered, too relieved to notice the midnight blue feathers at the base of her bed.

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