12.41 PM
I visited Luna again, against my better judgement. What happened the other day upset me so greatly that I have been mulling over it since then, and it has started to invade my dreams.
Ponyville.
That place. What's so important about it? It's just a small town. It didn't even start until only 50 years ago, and I don't think there is any significance.
What did I forget?
I went to Luna to find answers.
When I went in, she was cheerful, but serious. The mood was heavy, but yet still welcoming. It was an odd sensation that hung in the air.
What did I want, she asked? How can I help you?
You know what I want, Luna. You know.
She laughed. Chuckled. I felt that I was being toyed with.
She told me, say, Celestia, let's change the subject.
Alright.
Do you remember a thousand years ago? she asked me.
Of course I did. Don't be stupid.
What happened?
Again, that pain in my chest came, like a tight squeezing, and I found it hard to breathe shallowly. It wasn't anger. It wasn't fear. It was something else.
I hoped it wasn't a pulmonary embolism.
What happened. Did she really want to go there?
Fine. I told her what happened.
It was the cusp of the Human invasion. They were trying to destroy us all, it was clear. I had to kill them first or be killed. It was self-defence, and Luna challenged my authority. She told me that she would keep me from the sun forever, and I had to banish her to the moon.
No.
No?
No, she said. No.
What are you talking about? That's what happened.
Luna just looked at me mysteriously.
Maybe, she said. Maybe.
The short conversation came to an end there, and I left in disgust. All these games. They are beyond me.