A sharp and painful wail arises behind Princess Luna. The princess comes to a halt at the noise, peering at its point of origin with only her peripherals.  To Princess Luna's rear, beyond the corner into the next hallway, a cloud of darkness develops. A soft black mist emerges from the hall, pouring into the surrounding areas. As Luna's eyes focus in its direction, she begins to quietly show signs of weakness. Her motionless posture breaks as she closes her eyes. Slowly, she gives a deep breath through her nostrils.

Princess Luna slowly spins around to face the darkness. Her hooves clack against the stone floor of the castle, and with every sound her hooves create, she retires for a quick beat to peer at her surroundings. She advances once more after each shortening interval, but only at a snail's pace. Softly and cautiously she creeps until eventually arriving at the edge of the hall's darkness. 

She becomes visibly unsure, an eyebrow raises as she looks into the horizontal pit. Her gaze was unmet, absolutely nothing resides inside the massively dark hallway, yet it held the presence as if something was actually there. Princess Luna slowly raises her hooves once more, but she stomps them after hearing yet another sharp outcry. The second powerful wail erupts from behind her. Only now, it had sounded like a pony. The princess darts away from the darkness, surpassing one corridor after the next until eventually arriving at its source. The door swings open and closes behind the curious Princess Luna, looking wide-eyed around the room for the source. 

The princess held her position. Not long after, though, she begins once again to hear the cry. Now much less powerful, Luna still, however,  tenses at the sound. The cry now took the shape of a filly's. Princess Luna glances to the bed, spotting a lump that was created under the bedsheets. Her hooves begin a new, but stop mid-way for a brief pause. Luna gives in and approaches the foreign object. Without warning, she yanks the bedsheet.

There was nothing. Luna glanced around herself, her surroundings had changed. She was surrounded by a sea of blank white. 

Luna dropped the blanket. She motioned once again with a backpedal. She turned, and in the distance, she saw a white coated figure.

Luna approached them. They sat on the floor as they wailed, possessing the same filly like voice as the lump from under the sheets. 

"'Tia," Luna began in a soft murmur. 

"Why art thou' crying?"

They continued to weep.

"'Tia, ignore my presence if you must, but please do understand that I love you, and that I do not wish for any harm to come to thou'."

Luna's presence continued to be disregarded.

"Does thou' love me too, 'Tia?"

"Luna... my sister..."

The figure stopped wailing and they had risen.

"Yes, 'Tia?"

"Luna..."



"Luna!"

Princess Luna's eyes shot open, she had arisen from her dream. Princess Celestia stood above her bed, the hoof laid upon her sister finally stops shaking once its owner realizes. A pang of relief hits Celestia's heart, and her expression becomes as calm as usual.

"What's the matter, sister?"

"Luna, were you having terrors in your sleep? I had heard screaming from outside your chambers and I came in to investigate."

Luna knew that she could endure the sleep terrors, so instead of worrying her sister, she retreats back to her normal self. “Yes, everything is fine, ‘Tia. You are just overly-worried, is all.”

Princess Celestia began to grin at her sister’s light scolding and began to withdrawal from her bed. “Well, if you don’t have any trouble, I will be off then.”

Luna calls out to Celestia before she fully departs, The sister of white turns once more back into the room to face Luna.

“‘Tia, you love me, don’t you?”

Celestia’s grin turns into a fully featured smile. “Always and forever, my dear sister,” Celestia says. With that, she departs.

Luna raises herself off from her bed. She notices the cold sweat that she has developed in her slumber. It was normal with the number of other dream terrors she's been receiving as of recently. She steps onto the cold stone castle flooring as she levitates a towel toward her figure. She wipes off her sweat and follows it with a drink from the glass on her nightstand. Now fully awake, Princess Luna departs her bedroom.