/mom/ Nightsong

>Be Luna.
>You're currently trotting, and occasionally doing a long jump propelled by your wings, around the castle as your young nephew screams with joy riding atop your back.
>"Higher auntie, higher!" He cries out as you flap your wings.
>You do just that getting another happy yelp, it's like a song to your ears.
>You really do love him.
>The boy is a innocent little soul, one that's happiness could brighten up even your night.
>If not for you and your sister he probably wouldn't get too much attention.
>Running a country is a 24/7 job, but with you and Celestia working together it's much easier.
>So that's why whenever when ever you or her get a break you make sure to utilize every possible second of it making his world bright, and letting him make yours just as bright.
>You remember finding him.
>You and your sister were exploring the forest nearby when your heard crying of what you both believed to be a foal somewhere in the forest.
>Neither of you could just leave a foal there, so you both rushed towards the cries.
>When you finally found where the cries were, it was surrounded by timber wolfs.
>Fighting them off Celestia and you were surprised to find the source wasn't the foal you were expecting but a baby.
>He was scratched up by the forest, he looked malnourished, and there was no creatures around that could be it's parents.
>So it was decided Celestia and you would take him back to the castle to nurse him back to health and release him when he was strong enough to survive on his own.
>This was before you knew it could be as intelligent as a pony of course.
>But still, this didn't change the love and care you put into nursing him to health.
>But you do have to admit, when you both found out, the connection seemed to get deeper.
>Soon after your sister decided it would only be proper to adopt him officially, and become his mother.
>A few years later, here you are carrying him around on your back just to hear his joy.
>Although, you still do feel a bit empty, even with Anon.
>Just like the ponies, he sleeps through your nights.
>He does try to stay up, but sister keeps him up all day.
>Even now, he begins to yawn tired already even as you just barely began to play.
>If only sister would give you just a hour more of your night you could show him more of it's beauty!
>He's your nephew!
>You took care of him just as much as her, but just like she refuses when you plead for your ponies, she refuses when you plead for your nephew.
>"Auntie?" Anon's voice says knocking you out of your thoughts.
"What is it my dear Nightsong?"
>You say looking back towards him.
>"I love you!" He says hugging you and nuzzling your face.
>You give him a few nuzzles back closing your eyes.
>But then the sound of a flash and magic causes you to open your eyes to see a smiling unicorn guard mare.
>"I apologize my princess, but that was far too cute to let go to waste. Here." She says levitating a photo of Anon and you a few seconds ago.
>You can't help but smile.
"Thank you most loyal guard. We will cherish this always."
>You soon placed a preservation spell on it, so it wouldn't rot away through time.

>1003 years later.

>As you stare at the photo as teardrops fall from your eyes as you remember the past.
>All the time you lost with him, all for greed and envy.
>Celestia told you he still loved you, and stared up at the moon every night he could just to see a memory of you.
>He kept the photo you now hold by his bedside, even to his final breath.
>He still loved you, even after you left him.
>Celestia told you her workload got a bit tougher then, but she still found time for him growing up.
>When he got old enough he even picked up your nightcourt.
>He kept your cutie mark despite many wishing otherwise after Nightmare Moon.
>He was insulted for doing such, but refused to cave in.
>He still loved you, you were his aunt, and he, your nightsong.