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// Prologue 
// Story: The Lunar Millennium 
// by Sasha Nein 
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~ Entry 281
Dear Diary,

It has been a while (obviously) since my last entry, so let me explain why.

It all began when ... eh bleh. This isn’t how to start let me try something el

When my sister suggested I begin this small task of writing out my experiences and feelings after each day I told her she coul scoffed at the uselessness of it. Such things did not seem anything more than a waste of time. With my recent redemption I had been left with nothing; no knowledge, friends, confidence. Even home was different, now situated in a metropolis known as Canterlot. I was quite angry at that, actually, and So I devoted my time to study, locking myself away from the world in a pathetic attempt to pretend that I wasn’t afraid, but simply biding my time before emerging once again as a worthy princess.

Celestia didn’t ask much of me beyond spending as many hours together as possible for the first few weeks. She showed me many of the changes that had been wrought over the last millennium. It was, interes I cannot lie and say that I enjoyed all of it, because that would be lying to myself, not just a silly book. No, I still felt like a foreigner, or perhaps a long forgotten relic. 

Nightmare Moon. By the stars that sounds drea

My sister avoided all topics that directly related to me and my past actions mistakes. At first I was silent, but we both quickly realized how hard it is to avoid a thousand years of punishment and mistakes. She would wince and grow silent whenever she got carried away talking about how the world advanced within the last century, or six. 

I grew tired of it, eventually, and finally confronted her. She told me she was terrified of making another mistake. I was sickened at the degree she wou We had some serious discussions after that, and in that time the idea of you, a diary, sprouted. Apparently Celestia kept one for a long time after my banishment, although she would not show it to me. She grew quite wroth upset when I requested to see it. She claimed it is a memory of darker days she would rather forget. In that moment I realized it wasn’t only I that suffered during my banishment.

So, I purchased this book, or diary, and left it on my nightstand for a number of days before even opening it for the first time. Any time I wasn’t with Celestia, I was locked in my tower studying. Finally at her urging I began to write entries. They were small, at first; a dribble to placate the dripping faucet nagging housewife my sister could be. (Looking back, I see this trend lasted for almost two months).

That was when I began to notice the effects it was having on me. The short entries grated on my thoughts. They were pointlessly short, unable to detail the time I spent in intense study and causing me to question their worth. I was following the current day curriculum for children and was flying through the materials at a speed that the instructor Celestia had discretely hired couldn’t believe. It was those small entries coupled with a small offhand remark this instructor made that changed everything. “You’re doing great, princess. But you can’t learn everything from textbooks,” he said.

One night, I confronted myself in this journal. If anyone is reading this, you will know it was entry 72. Even to this day it remains one of my larger entries and I suspect that will not change. I poured my heart into those pages; my frustrations, fears, and desires all took shape in that entry. I didn’t get much sleep that night, and I recall Celestia coming in early in the morning before she raised the sun to sit with me.

Soon after that I decided to branch out. Sitting alone, reading and studying, only gets a pony so far. Stepping out into the world, again, was one of the hardest things I’ve done, but I bolstered my confidence with the thought that I was an alicorn and could do anything. I do realize now how fragile I really was, but thankfully I was directed along a safe path to solidifying my assurance in myself.

I met with Twilight Sparkle. She is a beautiful mare not just in looks, and to this day her soul is one of the most innocent and pure that I have ever known. It was only when I stood on her doorstep that I realized it had taken me three months to even consider thanking her for what she did back home in the Everfree castle. I was nervous beyond belief, but I refused to be the b play the chicken, as they say these days.

I will not go into details about our first meeting or our time spent together after that. If, for some reason, some ass is readi Those are detailed in most all of my previous entries after 72 up until now. What I want to emphasize is that I have been enjoying life more than I ever have. I may have been, and am still somewhat, jealous of my sister’s accomplishments (but, I’ve learned what jealousy and hubris gets a pony. I’ve talked these feelings over with multiple ponies already and have found a way to mitigate the negatives). If there was any one thing, or pony in this case, that I couldn’t hold against my sister it would be Twilight.

She has helped me in more ways than my sister ever did could. The raw power, friendship and understanding behind this little pony is not something my sister could have created astounding. Twilight may still be bookish, eccentric and reclusive, but spending time with her has helped me get over myself (and my past) more than anything. It is still a struggle, of course, to see this world in the positive light that everyone else does, but with each passing day I feel more at ease with those around me than before. Friendship truly is magic.

That brings us to today. As I said, it has been a while since I last wrote an entry. Four months, by my calculation dates diary. This is because I’ve not felt any need. I am happy and content. I still have much to learn about the modern world, but the dark, brooding and jealous pony I once was is gone.

But, I feel compelled to write once again. I wished to cohesively express how far I’ve come, and yet still how much farther I have to go. I have learned much, but being an alicorn requires that I learn become more. Equestria has always ha needs two princesses. The burden should not fall to Celestia alone and it is my place to alleviate her burden. She deserves more time to herself, to have the experiences that I’ve been able to in this past year these past months.

 Although I am not looking forward to picking up royal duties officially alongside Celestia once again, as it will reduce the time I am able to spend with Sparkle (And I can honestly say that is the reason. I no longer care to have equal or greater power than my sister, but I understand the necessity and responsibility of my position and will gladly take on the burden). We, Sparkle and I, are on the verge of a momentous scientific discovery that will change the world, (that I am just coming to understand), forever. Mass teleportation; or, instant travel for everypony. It is truly exciting and I cannot wait for our first trial runs tomorrow. My eagerness is palpable, but I think I’ve finally exhausted myself.

Tomorrow will b

So, Diary, wish us luck!
Luna
Princess Luna