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// Entry 1 - Greetings? 
// Story: Journal of the Princess of the Night 
// by Basmati 
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Ok. Err. Well, hi journal. I'm sorry - I've never had a journal before. I have absolutely no idea what to do with this. Celestia gave you to me as a gift, and I thought that I might as well start one, now that I've got you. Oh heavens - I'm referring to this journal as if it is a living creature. I must stop that.

Anyway...reader...if anypony will read this journal (which I do doubt. I may be a princess, but nopony really wants to know what 'little' Princess Luna's hopes and dreams are really), I suppose I should start introducing myself. My name is Luna, I am 215 years old and therefore I am the younger sister of Celestia. And together, we govern over the land that is called Equestria. Celestia raises the sun in the morning, and I raise the moon and bring out the stars at night. It is a tradition that has been going for years, decades even - ever since Tia and I defeated that...can I swear in this? I suppose I can, considering that it is my journal... ever since we defeated that bastard, Discord. 

I should probably tell you where I am and other facts like that. Currently, I am in Everfree Castle - our home for the current moment, but Celestia has been talking about constructing a castle in Canterlot. Personally, I prefer it here rather than in a city like Canterlot. Canterlot can be lovely sometimes, but it can be such an unforgiving city occasionally. I don't know what Tia sees in Canterlot - there's probably some stallion that she's seeing there that she's keeping a secret from me. She can be so secretive sometimes. I know she is my sister, but it is no excuse for her being such a...bitch sometimes. I don't know why she has to disagree with me all the time. If I want this, she wants that. I think this, she thinks that. It's just annoying. 

Anyway, I'm sitting in my room at the moment, as I usually do. My room is rather wonderful - looking out of the window, the view of the Everfree Forest is wonderful.  Celestia is scared by the forest, but I find it a wonderful place, full of such interesting creatures. At night, especially, I love looking out and seeing the owls, badgers and the other nocturnal creatures living their lives out in my beautiful night. I have a feeling Celestia doesn't like it here, because most of the creatures here are noctural, and she only has love in her heart for the animals that live during her day. She just doesn't understand. 

I think my room is the best room in the entire castle. It is quite large, but not as big as Celestia's, as she immediately ran into the castle when we first moved in and claimed the biggest bedroom as her own. It doesn't matter though, as my room is perfect anyway. I am currently sitting on my four-poster bed, with navy curtains, with silver embroidery - my favourite colours, the colours of the night sky. My harp and lute sit on the chest of drawers, waiting for me to pick them up and play them. My silver curtains blow in the wind towards my bed. Ahh...I can feel the cool night breeze. It's probably due to the fact that I made it, but I do find that night-time is my favourite time of day. Seeing the beautiful stars, seeing the different shapes of the moon, hearing the peace and quiet that comes with night - it's all just wonderful. But, of course, Celestia hates it - "It's creepy!" or "It's dark!" or "It's too cold!" That is all she can say about night. Sigh. 

She just doesn't understand the beauty that comes with night. All she cares about is her precious day. She hardly does anything though - she made the Sun, that's it. I made the Moon. I made each and every one of those stars - individually! All she does is raise some burning ball of gas, and everypony applauds. I carefully craft everyone of those stars to perfection, and nopony really cares. Well, that's not true exactly - he cares.

I've realised that I am extremely good at going off topic - I don't think that I've managed to stay on topic for more than two sentences. Oh well, doesn't really matter.

Anyway, I must go now, but I may write tomorrow - depends if I am going to go anywhere with this. Probably not, but we'll see.