Восход Луны (СИ) - Гепард Лайри

- Луна... Прости меня. - Прошептала Селестия срывающимся голосом и коснулась копытом плеча сестры. - Что была невнимательна к тебе, когда ты больше всего нуждалась в помощи. Прости, что все закончилось... вот так.

Луна отвела взгляд и снова потянулась губами к воде. Прикрыв глаза, она долгими медленными глотками возвращала душевное равновесие.

- Прости меня.

Улучив момент, Селестия телекинезом привлекла Луну к груди и обняла.

- Тия, - тихо выдохнул я. - Вы хотите, чтоб Луна простила вас. Но готовы ли вы простить Луну?

Сестры в недоумении уставились на меня. Затем, обернувшись, Селестия встретила вопрошающий взгляд Луны. Тия крепко прижала Луну к себе, все глубже зарываясь мордой в ее гриву и заглушая рыдания.

Нортлайт, бесшумно сместившийся, возник возле меня и, тронув крылом спину, шепнул:

- Пойдем, им надо побыть наедине.

Тело, напитанное алкоголем, на приказы мозга отзывалось тяжело и неохотно, но я сумел аккуратно встать и пошел вслед за бэтконем на балкон, прихватив с собой подушку, почти пустую бутылку вина и несколько маффинов. Луна замерла в объятиях сестры, ее взгляд выражал удивление и легкий укор: «Вот умеешь ты дать под дых». Почтительно кивнув, я вышел и закрыл дверь.

«Восход Луны», глава 16.

Песни Аликорнов - англ.версия

Бонусная страница с песнями наших принцесс, специально для переведенного "Восхода Луны" на английском - https://www.fimfiction.net/story/430915/moon-rise

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«Repentance» - Celestia's song

Celestia released the waves of magic again. Then she made several steps back and stood motionless with her glimmering horn pointed to the sky. The sun faded away, winding flashes of Aurora Borealis blazed up in the starry sky. The voice of the white alicorn resounded in the universal silence.

A thousand years of grief,

Loneliness and despair

Have passed at last and I

Can sing and laugh, I swear!

A hundred nights and no sleep

Led frozen heart astray.

All my thoughts were of one,

You could not see at day.

Having taken wing, Celestia became a dark silhouette against the sky, illuminated by northern lights. Her voice was gaining strength...

I banished sister to the Moon,

The place of gloom and cold,

So blinding was the pride of mine.

It was my gruesome fault.

The lights faded, having given way to the big yellow moon. A host of dark craters combined into a symbolic image of the pony’s head with horn.

I was consumed by state affairs,

Forgot about my kin.

The family was split apart

And still I have not seen

Having descended slowly to the dark princess, the light one clang to her and hugged, looking her in the eyes.

A thousand of grey days...

Fake smiles became my shell.

How can I atone?

Luna, I beg you,

Tell!

Kneeling before you now,

I hope you will forgive...

Now at last I learned

Kindness from all the grieve

The sky became bright as if before the sunrise. The craters on the moon disappeared.

The harmony now reigns supreme!

The spring bloomed in my heart!

Two luminaries share one dream

They can’t be set apart!

There was a bright day, lit by the Sun and the Moon, again. The snow was melting quickly and the fertile soil was breathing with warm vapours. The alicorns stood motionless, hugging each other and contemplating the awakening of the nature.

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Moon Rise, ch. 5 - Meeting of the sisters

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«Summon the Childrens of the Night» - Luna's song

Having pointed the horn at the night luminary, I closed my eyes and relaxed, remembering the state, which I had almost forgotten. In that state I had been creating the summoning song for the first time. Would I ever be able to become the same as I had been back then again? Or were the changes in me irreversible?

"And if there is anything left from your past self..." - the spiteful voice of Nightmare, sounding in my head, went quiet, having been driven out by Lairy's calm speech: - "A princess remains a princess in any world"

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I definitely changed in many respects. But I was still me, mother, for whose children the night was part of their power and spirit.

The tears warmed the corners of my eyes. Having moved my head slightly, I felt resonance, as if my horn touched the thinnest threads of the moonlight, and the wind of magic stirred the silky veils of shadows.

Having breathed in slowly, I let the unsettling smells of the night city fill my chest and guided the magic, interweaving it with the song like a weightless glimmering ornament.

Now I summon you in the name of Moon,

Childrens of the Night, come to mother soon.

In the darkest time you will hear my call.

Hurry to my aid, for I need you all.

The song was becoming more powerful, seeping deeper into the shadows, expanding with hundreds of threads sweepingly and touching the souls, whom it had been addressed to. The silvery moonlight seemed so material, one could touch it, and was waving like surges in the rhythm of the song.

Be it peace or battle, we will stand together.

Our steps are silent, shadows show the way.

Mountains and valleys sleep in fair weather.

Come to me, my childrens, keep the gloom away.

The last wrap of the spiritual power was combined with echoes of the song, which had been quieting down, and I looked around, having sighed. As the moon was reaching its apex majestically, the shadows of the buildings, lanterns, flowerbeds were shortening, disappearing, merging with the constructions, which had been casting them. Having shivered, the moonlight scattered into billions of sparks in some moment. The outlines of doorways, which were dark in the night, suddenly became clear, having been framed by sparkles, and the black silhouettes stepped out of them. Dozens of silent creatures, whose eyes were gleaming in the darkness, were coming out of shadow doors, slipping out of the shades of poles, benches, trees. Thestrals filled the square and nearby streets.

The gust of wind stirred my mane. The formidable silhouettes, which were slitting through the space, materialized around me quickly. One could easily guess, how great were the powers of those new warriors, by their shapes alone. There were three mares as tall as me and a hefty stallion, who was taller than Celestia by a head. I felt a reverent trembling. The deed, which I had done against my sister's will long ago, was not in vain. They did not forget me.

The mighty theslicorns got down on their knees in the solemn bow. The hot breath of the one of them touched my nose.

"Mother of Night, we have been waiting for you" - the slender black mare uttered excitedly. Her armour resembled a skeleton and helmet looked like a skull of a horse.

"You came back, although earlier, than you had promised. Let me embrace you, Mother" - the other half-rose from her bow. She was a light theslicorn, whose body was speckled with shapeless red and grey spots.

I lowered my head in agreement and instantly found myself hugged tightly from all sides by the happy children.

"Calm down, kids, calm down" - I grumbled kindly, patting someone's head with my wing - "Unless you want to crack your mother's ribs"

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Moon Rise, ch. 14 - Healing

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«Lunar Aria» - Luna's song

The stream of magic suddenly soused me from head to toes, as if I had dipped into warm water, and then the pillow flew away from beneath me. Having thought, that I was falling, I made a dash too late in an attempt to keep myself balanced, but became silent in astonishment immediately. The anomaly turned out to be Luna's telekinesis.

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Having carried me over the table, the alicorn sat me down next to her carefully and hugged me with her wing. I noticed the bat-stallion's surprised look, however I found myself not caring a bit about his opinion on interspecific and interracial love. Having buried my face in Luna's mane, I whispered under my breath into her ear, which had moved attentively.