With the sun setting behind the horizon on an autumn evening, the ponies of Equestria readied themself to go to bed.
The sunset announced the end of the day for most of Equestria's inhabitants. But definitely not all.
Most looking forward for a nice dream to enjoy the night.
Others, looking forward to a night of wonders or work.
The same is true for the princesses. Celestia and Luna.
Celestia, after setting the sun, was idly talking to a few servants and guards. Hearing about their day.
Luna? She had a whole lot of other ideas. This was her night after all.
Luna was walking into her room and over to her bed. A tray with a cup of hot coco held in her magic. Setting it onto the night stand. Taking a last glance around the room before her night shift begins. Or how she preferred to call it, a night of Dream keeping.
Her room was quite spacious. Almost enough for a Pegasus to comfortably fly around in. Behind her were two big doors leading into her room, made out of metal and quite heavy. They were decorated with her moon and several of her favorite star constellations. The general Color of the entire room matched her color scheme in any way, from the doors behind her to the balcony in front of her. The balcony door open and covered by a white thin and fine woven curtain to keep the wind at bay, in front the heavy, dark blue, light-blocking curtains were drawn aside. She really needed those during the day when she was asleep for her next shift. To her left was her Queen sized bed resting against the wall. To her right was furniture to care about one's appearance. A decently sized Mirror and several goodies of beauty products.
Opening her drawers from her nightstand she gets out a few pieces of paper and a pencil to write with. She keeps a few notes on dreams here and there to ensure she can help ponies who have reoccurring nightmares or troubled ponies to help them face their fears better. By now she had a nice collection of dreamers she helped get rid of fears and the like. A lot of which was used to train the new generation of psychologists. Of course with the permission from the actual dreamer.
Usually the fears she encounters consist of situations like being lost or a little one in anxiety of their next exam. Those were more her favorites, since the easier a problem is to solve, the more ponies she can help. And still make all of them equally happy to have a dream guardian.
It was all to familiar practice to enter the dream realm. Getting into her bed. Taking a sip from her coco. Relax and let your magic do the rest. Her mind now Floating effortlessly in a void made up of bubbles which portrayed a visual representation of the pony with their dream. The ones which had happy feelings were a lot brighter giving off a warm glow. But the ones with fear anxiety and the such spreading a black and almost evil looking glow. The intensity varying with the feelings of the individual pony.
Luna was surprised to not find any nightmares right away, even her favorite nightmare from a filly having a fear of doing the dishes didn't make an appearance. She had to admit she had quite a few amusing conversations about this dream with her sister. Them both laughing about what else the poor little one might be afraid of. She would never admit to that though, no never!
Pushing that memory aside for now, she continued on to search for a dream where she could help.
It took her a solid good cup of chocolate to find a rather unusual dream. Well dream might stretch it a bit far. Like every other dream this one had an appearance like a bubble of sorts. -windows into a Pony's current thoughts while asleep. The one she just found though it appeared colorless, pale and really far away. If she didn't see it by sheer luck she might have glanced over it.
What was in it though surprised her even more. It displayed a lot of bipedal beings, a species which she, as hard as she tried, could not identify. The dreamer not able to make out. She watched a little longer and realized that the dream was about some sort of amusement park and or a Roller coaster. One which couldn't exist in Equestria. It was far too over engineered for that. It intrigued her enough to want to have a peek inside.
Floating near the dream bubble, she suddenly felt like she had a several mile run behind her. Odd since physical exhaustion is rather unusual in a mental state. It was a minor annoyance though and never happened before and therefore ignored it.
Pushing a hoof through the surface of the bubble the rest of her followed quickly without any resistance. Her vision flashing bright white when she was fully inside. The dream itself was either very incomplete or a not yet experienced fantasy. Since many scenes were rapidly changing in decoration and objects visible. It conveyed a style rather than a picture. The main focus of the dream, if it was one, consisted of said Roller coaster.
It looked simple enough but, the dreamer had to be inside of such a coaster at one time, the Details with which the dreamer was representing it were astounding. She even could make out individual bolts of the coaster.
Floating around invisible she inspected the track a bit further, closing in. One advantage of being a visitor of a dream, you can make yourself invisible and intangible. A trait which she was using right now. She would stand out among all those things like a Book in a candy shop.
To her huge surprise and a tiny scream, she realized that even though she made herself intangible, She bumped against the track. She was even able to touch it. This wasn't supposed to happen. And why was it rattling.
She luckily enough noticed just in time that the car of the coaster was approaching Very quickly towards the position she was right now. Her only reaction was to teleport out of this dream. Her intent clearly on leaving this one alone. It was too alien for her. It had to mere inches when her horn flashed her away and the car almost colliding with her.
The action so out of shock she jumped away from her trance in her bed. Gasping for air, and now realizing why she was feeling so exhausted inside of her dream realm. She WAS exhausted. Physically. Gasping for air and sweat running down her head.
Reaching out for her pieces of paper she immediately took notes on what happened. She had to talk about her experiences with the mages of the castle. This never happened before. Quite a bold statement, giving her age.
With her bed thoroughly soaked, and her fur smelling quite bad. She decided to take a break. Calling out a servant to please change the sheets, and she herself waddling off to the bathroom to take a bath.