//------------------------------// // Chapter 3: Year 120 - 200: Wishes // Story: Lunar Cycle // by Purple Thunder //------------------------------// AN: Edited Prologue, should be better now! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Year 120 News for the last two decades....... Hmmmm...... Nothing much. Oh yeah, Equestria’s changed heaps, blah blah blah, still stuck up here, so incredibly boring.... It’s so boring I can feel it oozing out of my pores. Speaking of body parts, I can control my tail. Kind of, but oh well. It’s so boring that watching paint dry would probably be funner. Especially because I’m stuck in my own mind, with the evil part of my mind ruling my body. Arrrrrrghhhhh, why is my life so boring? But, I had some ideas to get back to Equestria, but I need to control more of my body for them to follow through. I suppose I can just come back to this later, when I can control more of my body parts. But for now, I will record them here. Well, here goes. Plan #1 Jump off the side of the moon, hopefully land on Equestria. Plan #2 Fly as fast as I can up and out of the “sky” of the moon (If it can even be called a sky, considering it’s the moon), heading through space and towards Equestria. (If plan #1 doesn’t work) Plan #3 Step 1. Go around the moon, collecting decent sized rocks that hold my weight. (Should take about twenty or so years) Step 2. Grind down the stones so they would stack nicely. (About twenty years) Step 3. Create a staircase to Equestria. (Depends whether I will fall onto Equestria after a while) It’s really sad how I can’t actually do any of this. I might get around to it, if I ever regain control of my body. I wish on a comet that I could be home, ruling with my sister, Nightmare Moon never there. I wish, but it will probably never be true. I wish. Year 140 The years are starting to fly by, due to their monotonous days. Speaking of flying, I can control the tips of my wings again. I hope I can control them soon, it would be a delight to see Nightmare Moon’s face when she gets lifted into the “sky”. Not that I would be able to see... Nightmare Moon is spending her days lifting up rocks with her magic, and such things. She had a peek through my diary about seven years ago, and she stopped at my plans of getting off the moon. She also tried my plans, not that they did her any good in ways of getting off the moon. In the end she was stopped by a barrier in the “sky”, probably created by the Elements of Harmony to keep me on the moon. The last time Nightmare Moon looked through the telescope was about four years ago, and the drastic changes! Not really, actually. It looks pretty much the same. The telescope proved helpful in finding some new constellations as well, and I have made some mental star maps hidden in my mind. The code to get to it is: arrghihatebeingbanished Good luck in finding the maps, Celly. Because I know that you’re going to try to get to them. Too.... Many....... Rocks!! Year 160 Hmmmmmmmm. I’m wondering how an evil part of somepony’s mind can create a new set of eyes. I’m wondering how a separate part of somepny’s mind can even take over their mind. I’m wondering how this all happened. I’m wishing I could take it all back, go back and erase those feelings. I wish I could. I wish this had never happened. Oh yeah, I regained control of more of my wings! With my estimates, I should be in full control of my wings in about forty years! Only forty more years to go then........ Last year, a cold and fast wind blew on the moon. Can you believe it? An actual wind on the moon. Oh no, now I’m sounding like Wheatley. Speaking of him, I’d love to have some company right now. Oh, how I wish I could. About sixteen years ago there was another comet. I named it ‘Nightmare’s Comet’ because, you guessed it (lol not really), Nightmare Moon. There’s a constellation that I named, but it’s a secret! You got to get into my star maps first! Dwelling on my mind earlier was the fact that ponies will probably hate me when I get home. I don’t blame them. Turning evil, trying to take over Equestria, trying to hold eternal night and being banished by my own sister to the moon? I think that I’ll be run down by angry mobs, and such things. I just hope that Celly will forgive me, and let me live with her in the new castle, and let me raise the moon each night. Year 180 I don’t like being trapped on the moon. I love the moon and all, but being trapped here is horrible! If I can do it, I’m banning all banishment's to the moon. Then ponies might be able live their lives without fear. Then they’ll love me! They’ll love me for being so nice to them and not allowing them to get banished to the moon! Then everything can go back to normal. Normal. I wonder, what is normal? Is it being stuck on the moon? Is it at home, with Celly? Is it in the new castle with Celly and all the ponies fawning at us? What is normal now? I wish I had the answers to these questions, but they will be answered in time. Year 200 *party noise* About Two Hundred Years, not sure what day it is today. Hooray. No cake though, because, the cake is a lie. According to Wheatley.. Oh well. Two centuries stuck up here on the moon. Yay. I wish Celly was here. Actually, I’d rather be down in Equestria with Celly, celebrating my return. Nightmare Moon looked through the telescope earlier. Maybe yesterday. But Equestria now has changed, so much. I remember it when it was just the Everfree Forest, and Sunny Town. But now, now it’s a castle on the side of a mountain, three big cities and two small towns. The stars looked so pretty today/tonight. I swear they were brighter, just to celebrate two hundred years of me being on the moon. I remember, a century ago, I was begging Celly to take me home. Now I realise that those efforts are futile. I will just end up raging at myself for letting Nightmare Moon take over.. I regained control of my wings! I started to fly around, much to my delight and Nightmare Moon’s outrage. Ah, if I saw her face I would have laughed harder than I was already laughing. I hadn’t laughed like that for more than two hundred years! Ah, It was good. Best part of being on the moon, so far. Meanwhile... Celestia’s study was silent. You could drop a pin and nopony would notice. Celestia’s bowed head, hunched over paperwork was hung in a sad way. A tear dripped off her young-looking face and plopped onto the paper. ‘Lu-Lu, I love you. I never wanted to banish you.’ In a hoarse whisper, Celestia cried. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AN: Sorry it's so late! I made it extra long, to make up for it. I probably won't be putting one up every day anymore. I will put them up as soon as I can. Hopefully one or two a week! Thanks to everypony for Liking, Tracking, Favouriting and Commenting!