>Jingling of keys and the sound of a deadbolt engaging with your front door's frame break up the otherwise still, eerily silent night.
>Heavy feet carry you away from your home, past familiar landmarks, but never away from the emptiness in your heart.
>You walk for what feels like hours, internally wrestling with questions you had yet to get satisfying answers to.
>Something breaks you free from your mental prison. Following a cursory glance of your surroundings, you discover you have no idea of where you are.
>With tentative steps, you trace a wide circle in the tall grass that fills the field you occupy. Looking back the way you came, the silhouettes of towering pines sway in the moonlight; their undulations coerced by some ethereal breeze.
>The coniferous giants thin out in the direction you were walking towards. Light from the full moon illuminates your way.
>Such beauty. Such gentle radiance. Your intuition compels you to tread towards the celestial body.
>Luna. You stare at her namesake as you walk.
>No matter the highs and lows that came your way, you always felt like your life was missing something.
>Sure, you had it better than a lot of folks out there. It didn't matter.
>At the end of the day, when you were home alone, her absence became that much more pronounced.
'Why am I still doing this?' you wonder. 'What's the point if my princess isn't here with me?'
>The clearing's edge is just ahead. It terminates abruptly into a sheer cliff face.
>You trudge to the edge of the cliff and look down. From your dizzying vantage point, a vast sea shimmers in the moonlight before you.
>Truly, the sight before you is so overwhelming, it literally takes your breath away.
>After a moment, you gasp and regain your composure.
"If only Luna was here to share this with me," you sigh, looking up to the moon once more.
>"What makes you think I'm not?" a lovely voice replies.
>Whirling to your right, you see her.
>Luna.
>More beautiful and magnificent than you could have ever anticipated.
>Her mane billows behind her, allowing you a view of a veritable galaxy's worth of stars blinking in and out of existence within her midnight blue locks.
>"Hello, Anonymous," she says, smiling.
>She stops a meter from you.
"Luna?" you manage to sputter out after picking your jaw up from the ground.
>She giggles. "The one and only!"
>Spreading her wings, she takes another step towards you.
>"Well, Anon?" she asks, beckoning you forth with her wings. "Are you going to keep your princess waiting?"
>You crash into her a heartbeat later. She stands firm and wraps her wings around you.
>In her feathery embrace, you feel comforted, secure, complete. Loved.
"Oh my god," you whisper into her neck. 
>Her scent is enchanting; that of lavender, and of lilacs after a spring rain. 
"Oh my god, it's really you!"
>Your grip around her tightens, fearful that she might slip through your grasp at any moment like sand through a sieve. 
>Luna rubs your back with a forehoof and hums. It's a melody you've never heard before, and yet, you feel as if you've known it all your life. 
>She continues the tune, her humming giving way to louder vocalizations that makes the hair on your arm stand on end and sends chills up and down your spine.
>It's uncertain, just how long her song lasted. What you did know is all your anxiety and lingering insecurities melted away throughout her performance until you felt... unburdened. 
>Her song complete, Luna releases you, and you follow suit, allowing her to step away and gaze upon you again. 
>Your eyes meet. You smile, conveying a myriad of emotions that you could never hope to articulate. You're not worried, however. Her smile is one of understanding.
>Throughout the silence and shared smiles, the mood is never awkward. You only feel joy. Well, joy, and a decent amount of confusion.
"What... why are you here?" you finally ask her, breaking the silence.
>Luna tilts her head. 
>"Why wouldn't I be here? This is my domain."
"Wait... do you mean... I'm dreaming?"
>Luna responds with a slow nod.
"Oh," you reply as your heart drops into your stomach.
>"Anonymous? What's wrong?"
"I knew this was too good to be true."
>The bitterness that creeps into your voice does not go unnoticed.
>"Is that so?" Luna replies with a calm, steady voice. "Is sharing a dream with the Princess of the Night not one of your heart's deepest desires?"
"Well, I mean, it is, but-"
>"But you were hoping for something permanent. Something concrete," she finishes for you.
>You open your mouth, but can't find the words. 
>"I know the feelings you struggle with, Anonymous." Luna states quietly. She caresses your cheek with a primary feather and continues. "You feel lonely and incomplete. You're unable to find a sense of purpose in a reality that I'm not present in."
>Nodding, you answer in a shaky voice.
"I've loved you Luna, from the moment I first saw you. The days go by, each one harder than the last, because you're not there."
>Luna nods, and gestures for you to continue with a wing.
"I'm at a loss. I just feel... I just feel like, if you're not here, what's the point?"
>Rearing up, Luna rests her forelegs on your shoulders to get at eye level with you. Her aquamarine irises seem to glow as she stares directly into your soul.
>"Your legacy is the point," she states with absolute conviction.
"Legacy?" you echo, almost scoffing. "Why should I be concerned about my legacy? I'm nobody in the grand scheme of things!"
>You might as well have slapped the princess, for she winces at your words.
>"Why must you put yourself down so? You're somebody to me!"
>Luna traces along your jaw with her right front hoof, bringing it to rest under your chin. Before you can respond to her last statement, her hoof has moved from your chin to the tip of your nose.
"Did you... did you just boop me?"
>Your incredulous tone makes the Princess of the Night break into a fit of giggles. She covers her mouth with the offending hoof.
>Soon you're chuckling in spite of yourself; smiling, even. 
>Luna's actions had the desired effect.
>Clever girl.
>"Anonymous," Luna says after lightening your mood, "I want you to listen to me with an open mind. Would you do that for me?"
"For you, anything."
>"Don't say that to me unless you truly mean it."
"I... I truly mean that. I'd do anything for you."
>"I'll hold you to that."
>Luna returns to all four hooves. She moves to your side and wraps her left wing around your waist.
>"Come. Walk with me."
>She leads you along the cliff's edge, keeping your path a scant few meters away from, but always parallel to the cliff's meandering edge.
>"You have but one life to live," she begins. "At least, only one that you can be sure of."
>Luna looks up at you, and you nod once.
>"Do you realize what a blessing it is, to be alive? To be given a chance to exist and forge your own destiny?"
"But what good is it if I can't be with you-"
>"Forget about me! Forget about Equestria!"
>Her words stop you in your tracks. 
"Um, WHAT!?"
>Luna is facing you and on her rear hooves again a heartbeat later.
>"Your legacy, Anonymous! It's the key to everything! How can you build a legacy worthy of the man I know you can be if you're not fully invested in it?"
>Her face is so close to yours now. Her hot breath washes over your face in waves.
>"How you live now is part of what you leave behind after you've moved on from this plane," she states in a softer tone. 
>Luna has returned to your side and is guiding you along the cliff's edge once more.
>"What you leave behind could make a profound difference in the life of someone else. You might even change the world, for better, or for worse."
>You walk in silence, chewing on her words. You're not particularly fond of the taste they leave in your mouth.
>The clearing she first appeared in is long behind you. Ahead, the cliff extends to the horizon. So towards the moonlit horizon you go.
>"Have you ever heard of the Parable of the Starfish?" Luna finally asks you. "It's a tale from your world."
"Can't say that I have. How does it go?"
>"It would be better if I simply showed you."
>Before you can respond, you find yourself and your lovely companion on the beach, far below the cliff you were perched on a moment earlier.
>Here the ocean's waves are gentle, swelling and contracting up and down the sand with hypnotic rhythm. 
>A young boy hurries past you, oblivious of your presence. He scampers in and out of the water's dancing edges until something catches his eye. 
>His movements transition from carefree and spontaneous to curious and deliberate. You and Luna move closer to discover what's captured his attention.
>A starfish has been washed onto the shore. 
>Frowning, the boy bends down and picks it up. He gasps when it moves in his grasp.
>Without a second thought, the boy tosses the starfish as far as he can, back into the sea.
>"Good luck, little guy," he says after seeing it splash into the water. 
>You look back at Luna, who motions for you to continue watching.
>The boy continues his trek along the beach and you follow closely as he travels around a rock outcropping.
>On the other side of the rocks are thousands of starfish scattered along the beach, as far as you can see.
>With a sense of purpose the boy rushes forward. He works quickly, desperately trying to throw as many starfish as he can back into the sea.
>You watch him for a while, then look onto the thousands of starfish that have no chance at salvation.
'What's the point, kid?' you think to yourself.
>A newcomer voices a similar sentiment.
>"What are you doing, kid?" an old man calls out to the boy as he hobbles forth.
>His movements are slow, burdened with the aches and pains of old age.
>"I'm saving these starfish, mister!" the boy replies, still tossing starfish after starfish back into the water.
>The man finally reaches the child. 
>"What are you doing that for, boy?" the old man asks, incredulous. "Look around you! There are thousands of these things washed up on the beach."
>"So?" is all the boy says.
>"So? So!? Don't you understand? You can't possibly save them all! What's the point?"
>The boy picks up another starfish. He looks at it, then up at the old man before throwing it into the sea.
>Turning back to the man, the boy says, "It made a difference to that one, didn't it?"
>Luna's wing wraps around your waist. She pulls you close to her side as you watch the boy. 
>After a minute's contemplation, the old man joins the boy in his endeavor. His movements become more fluid, energetic, and youthful the more he works.
>You blink, and you're back on the cliff's grassy top face.
>Glancing down at Luna, you study her features. She looks at you intently.
"That was something."
>Luna chuckles. "Is that all it was?"
>You frown.
"So, is that my purpose or something? To live to serve others?"
>"It is not my place to dictate your purpose to you. That is something you must discover on your own."
>Noticing your frown, Luna continues.
>"I wanted to show you that what you do has a lasting impact, whether you realize it or not. What's more, how you live can influence others around you. They can be inspired or demoralized by what they see."
"If I'm stuck on Earth, I might as well play the hand I was dealt."
>"Yes!" Luna cries. "Live boldly and with passion! The sands of time slip through your fingers, so why not enjoy the moments you have left as best you can?"
>Primary feathers stroke your face.
>"Nothing would make me happier than to see you live a rich, fulfilling life... even if we can't be together in the flesh."
>Your shoulders slump after her last statement.
>"Anonymous?"
"Yes?"
>"You know I am always with you, right?"
"How so?"
>"I live in your heart, as you do in mine."
>Her wings fan out, gesticulating to the night sky.
>"Look at the moon. Tonight it is full, but will begin to wane tomorrow night until the new moon."
"Never much cared for new moons."
>"Why not?"
"Because it feels like you're gone from the night sky."
>"Am I? From my perspective, the new moon affords you the opportunity to see stars that would otherwise be obscured by my moon's brilliance. It allows you to see a different part of me."
"Huh. I guess you're right."
>"Of course I'm right, dearest Anonymous," she replies with a giggle. "After all, I am the night."
>Her wings coax you to continue your journey. She keeps her wings to herself now, but occasionally brushes against your side.
>You gaze up at the moon, then to the stars which sparkle like jewels in the night sky's fabric.
>"Bit for your thoughts," Luna says as she touches your hand with a wing.
"Just reflecting on everything you've told and shown me tonight," you respond after some hesitation.
>"Oh? Has tonight helped you?"
"It has."
>"That's wonderful to hear. May I ask how tonight has helped you?"
>You stop and face her. She looks up at you with earnest eyes.
"You made me realize I can either continue to move through life, merely eeking out a miserable existence, focusing on what I don't have..."
>Emboldened, you reach out and brush away Luna's starry bangs, and scratch behind her left ear. She hums, and leans into your touch.
"...or I can decide to try capitalize on every opportunity that comes my way. Hell, I'll make my own opportunities. That's what I need to do... live boldly, and with passion, until my time on this mortal coil comes to an end."
>Her cheek is so soft in your palm. Her eyelids flutter.
>The realization finally hits that Luna is standing at eye level with you again. It only took her forelegs sliding onto your shoulders for you to realize it. 
>"Live boldly, and with passion," she echoes. 
>Her breath tickles your lips.
>You're lost in the gorgeous eyes that are mere centimeters from your own.
>"How do you intend to do that?" she whispers.
"Like this..."

[Required background music: Estas Tonne and Peia Luzzi- Bird's Teardrops]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hn10okvX19E

>You slide your hand from her cheek to the back of her head. Her ethereal mane greets your fingers, locks of hair wrapping around and releasing them on their own volition.
>Luna's lips meet yours, sending a rush of warmth from your head to your feet.
>The first kiss is soft, but earnest. Your free hand caresses her soft, perfect face.
>Pulling away, Luna looks at you with half-lidded eyes. Her wings join her forelegs in their embrace, and now, she's the one pulling you in.
>Luna plants kisses anywhere she can on your face, and you respond in kind. 
>Your lips meet again. Her tongue dances with yours as your hands slide down her neck, towards her withers.
>Luna's flight muscles melt under your fingers' careful pressure, and she moans into your mouth.
>Your princess tears herself away from your passionate liplock, gasping for air. She lights her horn, and your shirt tears from the neck down.
>Her bare hoof traces along your collarbone, then down towards your navel. It hovers along your waistline, moving side to side, but not further down.
>Returning a hand to the back of Luna's head, you attempt to gently guide her lips back to yours, but she has other ideas.
>Luna plants a trail of wet kisses from your jaw and down along your neck. She stops at your collarbone, opting to drag her tongue along it. 
>Her tongue travels down to tease your nipple, earning a gasp from you. She giggles, then kisses her way back to your neck.
>She seals her lips at the base of your neck and draws upon it. A wash of hot breath cascade over your kiss-moistened skin.
>*POP*
>Luna pulls back and admires her work.
"Did you... did you just give me a hickey?"
>"Mmmhmmm..."
"L-lewd..."
>Her lips tickle your ear before she whispers, "That's the idea, my love."
>The button and fly of your pants succumb to the will of Luna's magic, and her hoof, which had been waiting patiently, coaxes them down. 
>Freed from its cloth prison, your pride springs to attention and gently slaps Luna's frog.
>"What have we here?" Luna moans into your ear. She leans back to inspect her prize.
>"Oh... oh my..."
>You look down to see Luna biting her lip. She shifts her weight from side to side whilst her feathers caress your length. 
>Even in the moonlight, her blush is apparent.
"Is something wrong?" 
>Her eyes snap up to greet yours. 
>"No! Not at all! I just wasn't expecting... all this!"
>The shit-eating grin that's taken over your mug could be seen from space.
>Luna is captivated by your manhood and gazes at it hungrily.
>"Anonymous... I... this..."
>She takes a deep breath and releases it before tearing her gaze away from your cock.
>"You're a big guy," she states as her blush deepens.
>You prepare to quip with the time-honored saying of your people.
"For yo-OHHHHHHH!" is what comes out, for at that moment, Luna's mouth introduced itself to your penis.
>Her tongue snakes around your length until her muzzle presses against your crotch.
>Electricity runs up your length and into your body, causing you to shudder and twitch from the sudden stimulation overload.
>Luna keeps her muzzle planted against you. She tends to your jewels with gentle, precise rubbing with her frog whilst attempting to swallow your length for all she's worth.
"Luna..." you moan as the pressure in your loins rises. "Luna, honey, I'm not gonna last much longer if you keep this up!"
>She hums to acknowledge, and slowly withdraws her muzzle, maintaining suction and eye contact with you all the while.
>Her lips release your head with a *pop*. A trail of saliva spans the gap between your tip and her lips.
>That sight alone is nearly enough to push you over the edge.
"You... y-you're inc-credible," you stutter.
>Covering her blushing face with a wing, she giggles.
>"Care to return the favor and explore the more sensuous parts of the Night?"
"You don't have to ask me twice."
>Luna hums in approval. Her wings flutter when your hand traces along her spine, down to her furiously-swishing tail. 
>Your hands move to her rump and massage her twin moons. 
>Her cheeks are round, generously-proportioned, and offer the perfect balance of firmness and give.
>[spoiler]sunfags, eat your heart out[/spoiler]
>Luna's ethereal tail is now flagged to the right, granting you an unobstructed view of her plum-colored nethers.
>Her ponut greets you, moving ever-so-slightly in and out with Luna's excited breaths.
>You lick the tip of your index finger, then trace around the mare's back door before inserting the first joint. Luna shudders violently.
>"Anonymous!" Luna exclaims as she turns her neck to fact you. "How... how LEWD!"
"Isn't that the point?" you retort, chuckling at her reaction.
>As fun as it would be to make your mare squirm with precise, persistent pressure to her pretty purple puckered ponut, you focus your attention to the main attraction.
>Luna's flower is dripping with her arousal, which you are more than eager to lap up. 
>You hear Luna begin to pant as you tend to her lower lips with your tongue. Her moans are unrestrained, serving to boost your ego and encourage you to continue with increased vigor.
>The princess responds by pressing her rear firmly against your face. She grinds her marehood every which way to extract every bit of stimulation she can from you.
>"Anon-y-moussss!" Luna moans. "I- I'm-"
>Your fingers caress and probe her depths, and her dam bursts. 
>"AHHHH!!!"
>Vanilla. Bless these wonderful, magical ponies. 
"OH! Oh my stars, Anon!" Luna pants. "That was wonderful!"
>But you're not done.
>Oh no.
>Far from it.
>Throughout your first round, Luna's love button had teased you, taunted you, winking furiously, but never remaining static.
>Dragging your fingers past Luna's marehood, you reach further until fingers meet teats.
>You massage her mounds and gently pinch her erect nipples as your mouth searches for its treasure.
>The attention to her teats sends Luna's winking into overdrive. Your lips are there, ready and waiting. 
>Her generous button is secured by lip-covered teeth. Your tongue rushes forward to dance all over the swollen pink nub.
"ANON!" was all you heard before a fresh torrent of hot mare love doused your face.
>In her throes of pleasure, Luna forces herself backwards. Soft, thick grass meets your back, breaking your fall. 
>The fall offered you a mere second to breathe before Luna planted her rear upon your face, grinding her hips side to side in an effort to coax forth a third orgasm.
>It's fortunate that you were able to catch a deep breath, because your face is effectively sealed off from the outside world.
>Luna's lower lips sloppily kiss yours, and you reach around her hind legs to access her teats once more. 
>Your ministrations must be paying off, if Luna's quickening motions are anything to judge by.
>Sure enough, a third wave of marecum bursts forth, leaving you thoroughly drenched.
>Luna rolls off your face and collapses onto the ground beside you, and not a moment too soon.
>As you gasp for air, your princess crawls back towards you. Her magic makes quick work off the mess she made, and soon, she's peppering your clean face with kisses.
"Did you- did you like that?" you gasp.
>"More than words could ever describe, my darling."
>She swings her right legs over your torso to straddle you.
>You look up into her brilliant aquamarine pools, which gaze down upon you with pure, unrestrained love.
>"There isn't a moment to lose, dearest Anonymous," she says between passionate kisses. "I need you. I need you inside of me, right now."
>This was it. The moment you've always dreamed of. 
>Who are you to keep a princess waiting?
>Luna raises her rump to align her dripping, winking sex with your erect length.
>Your head parts her lips. Her eyes are locked onto yours.
>Slowly, ever-so-slowly, Luna lowers herself onto your throbbing manhood.
>She's so tight. 
>You've barely entered her and are met with resistance.
"Luna? Are you-"
>She slams herself down before you can finish the question. 
>"SSsssssssss!" she hisses through clenched teeth.
"Honey, are you alright?"
>Luna's body relaxes, and her walls begin to contract. Finally, she opens her eyes.
>"I'm fine, my love," she assures you, wiping her eyes with her wings. "Everything is perfect."
>She plants her forehooves on chest and gyrates her hips. 
>"Give me your love, Anonymous. Give me all of it."
>You grab her flanks and thrust into her with slow, steady strokes. 
>Not content to let you do all the work, Luna raises and lowers herself in time with your thrusts. Her perfect plot slaps against your bare skin, jiggling and stimulating your sack with each meaty impact.
>Luna leans forward and kisses your neck. "Faster, Anon. Faster, my love!"
>You comply, though Luna's marehood is resistant to let you withdraw. Her walls furiously grab and pull at your shaft, desperately trying to pull your tip to her womb.
>She presses her lips to yours and pushes her tongue into your mouth. Your tongue wrestles for dominance, but it's a lost cause.
>Pulling away for a breath, Luna moans; loud, throaty, and long. 
"Luna! I'm so close!"
>She gasps.
>"As am I!"
>Her forehooves grip your face, forcing you to look at her.
>"Stay with me, Anon! Look into my eyes, I-I want to cum with you!"
>You're pounding her depths with reckless abandon, furiously racing towards the finish line as the pressure builds.
"Where- *gasp* - where do you want-"
>"INSIDE!" she screams before slamming her hips down with incredible force. 
>With you fully hilted inside of her, your head kisses her womb, and that spells the end for Luna.
>"I'm cum-MING!" she shouts as she looks wide-eyed at you. She floods your crotch with everything she has to offer.
>Not even a second behind, you arch your back, pushing up with all your might into Luna's waiting womb, her walls locking you in place with a nearly-crushing grip.
>You roar in ecstasy as you pump Luna full of rope after rope of your thick, hot cum.
>As you ride out your orgasms together, Luna grinds her hips. Her wings are fully flared and throb in time with her heartbeat.
>Finally, she lays down to her chest rests on yours. Your pride is still firmly planted within her depths, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
"I love you, Luna."
>"I love you too, Anonymous."

...

>With a gasp, you rise off your pillow. 
>Moonlight pours into your sparsely-furnished bedroom, illuminating the tent you're pitching.
>A very sticky tent.
>Groaning, you roll out of bed and trudge towards the bathroom.
>You turn on the shower and throw your jizz-soaked boxers in the hamper, waiting for the water to heat up.
>Something the mirror catches your eye; a bruise on your neck.
>"Live boldly, and with passion, my love," you hear Luna's voice ring out as you inspect what's clearly a hickey.
>It's shaped like a starfish.
"I will, Luna. I promise."

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