Day 13―
It's hard getting used to life in the city. I don't know the streets, everything is so expensive, and it's so crowded. Nopony is nice to each other, and ponies keep bumping into me without even apologizing. And it smells bad. And the food isn't as fresh. Maybe it's just in a bad place right now because of all the extra ponies, but I can't imagine why anypony would want to live here. It's no wonder Steady left.
But I suppose I shouldn't be complaining. We're doing better than a lot of the ponies who fled the coast. We have an apartment, Symphony and mother are safe, and Steady found us work. I was even able to buy some books for Symphony from a store here because she was missing the ones we left behind at home.
I can't believe our I heard something terrible from my workmate at the factory today. Her husband is in the Guard, and she told me that the reason for all the movement three days ago was that the Princess ordered the mobilization of all Guard divisions. In all of Equestria.
I don't think we'll be going home anytime soon. In fact, I don't think we'll have a home left to go back to... if we even do right now.
There's a lot of guardsponies in the city now. They're carting huge piles of lumber and strange metal parts through the streets. I think they're building a wall or something on the south side. That makes me feel a little better. At least they're trying their best. It helps me sleep at night, even if it doesn't help Steady.
I told mother and Steady what I'd heard when I got home. Mother shook her head and said that our town was too resilient for that. She said that this will all be over in two months, tops. Steady thought I was right. We're trying to figure out how to break the news to Symphony. She keeps talking about her friends and how much she wants to play with them. It really hurts to listen to her.
I think we should go further from the city. I think we should go all the way to Canterlot, or at least Ponyville. Somewhere far, far away from whatever's happening here, where Symphony can go to school and have friends and play and go outside without being afraid.
I wish I could protect her from all this. I wish she didn't have to see all this as a child. I just want her to be safe. Is it really so hard for the Princess to make things safe again? I just want her to be safe. I just want her to be happy. I want to see my baby smile again. I haven't seen her smile in so long. I haven't heard her laugh since we left home. What is this doing to my filly?
I'm really tired from work. I'm going to go to bed.
Good night, journal.
―Silk Stream