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I had to wait once during one of my shifts… in that period, i normally had a piece of post it and a pen to draw while I had to wait on some long processes at work, and a sketch was born… I recently found that sketch again, and this painting is the result of it.
What if the princess still dreams about the jealousy, anger and bitterness that Luna once had against her sister?
Could it be just a bad dream… or an omen to something worse?
Hope you like it!
Luna / Nightmare Moon and Twilight are (c) HASBRO
Brush-stroke is (c) me.

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KissoftheVoid

The freezing mists parted, and the dark alicorn stepped forth, regal and terrible and cold as the void between stars. She regarded the junior princess, and a phantom sneer tugged at her lips. “Twilight Sparkle. My, how far you’ve come.” She strode forward with deliberate, deadly purpose, heedless of the blades of the royal guard leveled at her. “My sister is gone, Princess. The Sun is fallen, her kingdom riven, her works shattered. All that remains now is her legacy.”
Her horn blazed with glacial light, and all at once there was nothing. No palace, no throne, no guards. Just the two alicorns silhouetted against an endless night sky. Twilight backpedaled as quickly as she could, but she never to actually move as Moon closed the gap between them before flicking a wing, tossing something at her hooves. It took a long time to realize, and longer still to accept, that it was Celestia’s crown. Slowly, eyes glittering with unshed tears, her gaze rose to meet the larger mare’s.
“Twilight,” the Nightmare crooned. “Harbinger of the night’s beginning. . . or the day’s end. Which will you be? Make your choice.”
Zubirus
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@ZX-920
Thanks! and thanks for mentioning it, besides the Witch King of Angmar I had the Lich King, Frank Frazzeta’s Death Dealer and Artorias as influences for her vibe as well