History of Artemis Part 1: The Beginning of Living in a Sibling's Shadow

If you were to ask me if the Sun and Moon were around before the birth of the Two Princes, I'd have to say that I can't remember. Some would say that both sources of our sky were born as we were. Others would state that the Sun and Moon had at a time controlled themselves. Regardless of how you look at it, The Sun and Moon are the key factors of what made me and my brother the stallions we are. Call it luck or call it fate. We were born into this world to serve it. To provide the lights through the times of day. It's hard to remember what most of my childhood consisted of. My Mother and my Father are also still a blur to me. However if I put my mind into it, I remember always spending my whole youth trying to impress my Father. I don't think my Father was a bad stallion, not in the slightest. I had refused to try and remember it like that. I think he just always wanted to push both his sons to their best potential. This would be done through the process of having both of his sons competing against one another. Sibling rivalry as all call it. Though these ways of growing up would plant the seeds of things come in the future. But that was for a different discussion. My Mother seemed to be a different story if I was to remember it the way that I do. There was nothing we could do to disappoint her. Nothing in life seemed to bring her into moods of darkness or sorrow. She seemed to always be able to find the happiness in the littlest of things. Brother has always been the same. A big brother through in and through out. Never once has he looked to me and thought little of me. He was a supporter and a huge inspiration of how I wanted to represent myself. Though my view points of him would end up changing in the future. Again though, a different discussion for another time. Taking control of a moon was a huge responsibility. I remember when the task was dropped on me as a teen from a grand wizard that was friends with my parents, now deceased at the beginning of my control of the moon. The Wizard had put it simply for me and my brother. The sun gave us light in the day, growing crops for the citizens of this world as well as bringing radiant beauty in nature. The moon was the nightlight of the sky. Giving ponies a light source through the night as it also gave cool winds. Both jobs important and it was understandable why. As a, now, Prince I wanted to strengthen my fate. I wanted to master my priority of guiding the moon. I had spent night upon night upon night improving my skills in having my moon show radiant. Surely the ponies of this world would notice all the effort I had put into making their night sky a beauty to be seen? Making other worlds in the universe jealous, is how I viewed it. Yes, the citizens of this world would praise my efforts in my craft. But......they didn't. The sun was a magnificent being that represented a pure source of light. Without the sun, we wouldn't have anything of what we got now. We wouldn't even be around as this whole world would surely just be frozen. The sun is what keeps this world turning. Especially since it makes our food. Any food we have is a result of the sun existing. And brother had understood that. He himself seemed to master his craft easier then I did. Call it a dedication or a natural talent. The days he brings seemed to always bring smiles to the faces of our subjects. And it showed. Everyday he seemed to get praise for his actions of the sun. Praise of thanks and worship. It was quite the sight to see....and something I craved. Why? Because I also worked hard in showing off my moon. I gave 110% of my efforts into giving presentation. Giving the Night beauty. Yet I received no praise. Not even a mention. It seemed that the ponies cared only for my brother's sun since it was providing them food and warmth. It was a hard lesson learned. The lesson that I'd be nowhere, but in his shadow...