And then I was alone.
I’d forgotten what alone felt like.
It was not something I missed.
No, no, I deserved to be happy.
… but not like this.
I didn’t mean to…
… but I did… and I wanted it…
I realized found I could still connect to dreams, but the first one I looked at was a nightmare.
I was the Nightmare.
The moon was quiet.
Was the moon as lonely as I was?
I couldn’t sleep.
Of course I couldn’t sleep. I was on the Moon.
Maybe….
The dreamscape was not as scary as it once had been. Not when the worst thing I could find was me.
They were just nightmares.
If I could get through them, then other ponies could too.
And maybe…..
He hadn’t lied.
He really couldn’t dream, could he?
For the first time, I wished he’d lied to me.
Just once.
Just about this.
How long had it been?
Would she leave me alone forever?
Something was…
Different. Yes, something was too different, it felt like I was everywhere and nowhere and the feelings I’d felt the moment I left came rushing back and it was all too much and-
Maybe, I thought as I distantly felt my hooves meet ground for the first time in a thousand years, this is how he felt every sunset.