Nopony seems to have any memory of the strangers that visited us. There is no evidence that they ever existed to begin with. I can’t recall their names, or where they disappeared to. I can’t even recall what they looked like anymore. But on the day they disappeared, my nightmares stopped. The clouds of darkness that plagued my dreams gave way to a beautiful open field of flowers and animals. Reports of caravans being attacked within the Everfree Forest also decreased.
I don’t know why they left or where they went, but the strange creatures were linked to it all in one way or another. Perhaps they knew just how dangerous they were, and fled our world so we could be happy. Or perhaps they entered that wall of light in the hopes of stopping whatever was truly causing our woes. Nopony will ever know, it seems.
Anything that might have linked them to our world vanished not long after they left. Even the little bird I left in Fluttershy’s care vanished in the middle of the night. The only difference between it and everything else is that anypony that saw it remembers it was real. Why is it they can recall the yellow bird but not its owners?
It’s never a dull day in Equestria, of that I have no doubt. But…recent events seem to be almost too bizarre.
I’ve received a number of strange letters from an unknown sender. Unlike Twilight Sparkle’s friendship reports which arrive by dragon fire, these letters seemed to have simply appeared on my throne once each day. They started on the day the strangers vanished. Each letter contained a single word and any respective punctuation it might have needed in the grand scheme of the message.
“Memories are powerful creatures. Never forget what you’ve seen them do.”
I have yet to figure out what it means, but I’ve had most of my elite researchers trying to decipher it. Even Twilight offered to look into its meaning. Even greater than my curiosity of its meaning is my desire to know the letters’ origins. Each letter I’ve received came sealed with a red ribbon and a small image of a red bulb on what appears to be a face. Underneath each seal rests the word ‘Kupo’.
There are some things we may never know.
I feel as if I owe the strangers a debt that I can never repay, yet I’m not even certain why I would owe them anything…
The real question is, I imagine, whether or not I truly wish to know…