She wasn't sure why she kept that old crown, the only relic that proved her sister...the sun, ever existed 600 years ago.

She had forgotten what her sister looked like a long time ago, her tired eyes glanced from the golden crown to the symbol of her sister banished for the past six generations.

She felt tears trickling down her cheeks as she took a shaky breath. She hated her. That's why she banished her after all. Nightmare Moon won.

She moved the crown closer, cradling it with pain. She won everything.

But...

She felt so alone.