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A Star Dimmed Starlitura, a small Alicorn filly, was a vision of royal splendor. Her coat was the softest lavender, contrasted by a mane and tail of flowing, radiant gold that seemed spun from captured sunlight. Her blue eyes sparkled with the untroubled joy of a child loved deeply by her parents, Queen Moonstone and King Cosmic. The palace grounds were her playground, her laughter echoing among the crystal spires. She remembered the day her parents left. They were traveling to a distant kingdom for a grand treaty signing. Her mother, Moonstone, knelt to kiss her forehead, her voice like chimes. "Be good for Aunt Nova, little star. We'll be back before your next tea party." King Cosmic ruffled her golden mane, a promise in his eyes. They boarded the royal sky-chariot—a marvelous, sleek silver plane. Starlitura spent the next few days counting the minutes, decorating the grand hall with drawings of rainbows and stars for their return. Then came the silence. Aunt Nova, her kind face etched with unfamiliar sorrow, gently took Starlitura's hoof. The news was whispered in hushed tones: a sudden, terrible storm over the Crystal Sea. The royal sky-chariot had been caught in it. There were no survivors. The world seemed to turn grayscale for Starlitura. The golden flow of her mane felt heavy, and the sparkle in her blue eyes was replaced by a deep, hollow ache. The sun still rose, but her two brightest stars had fallen from the sky forever, leaving the little purple Alicorn filly alone in the quiet vastness of the palace. She clutched a photo of her parents, her small wing trembling, realizing she would have to carry their light all on her own now.
