“The human archer finished his story of past events, there hung a deafening silence between him and Princess Luna. Tears flooded down her cheeks like waterfalls at the tale of ruin. She desperately wanted to say something, anything that would justify what her father had started. She did not utter a word. Tears flooded down her cheeks like waterfalls. The human archer spoke for her, Thats the way I hear it anyway. With a stern expression he tucked away his knife into its sheath on his right boot. Then he tossed the little wood carving he had finished during the telling in front of the weeping princess magically conjured prison. Just ponder this, princess, the human said after getting up to take his leave, who are the real villains here?
 
Luna looked down at the wood carving of an Alicorn king. She didnt have an answer.”
 
From the fanfic Dying Embers, here.