I looked out at the Earth and sighed. I could sense all the ponies sleeping peacefully below me. I again tried to penetrate the barrier between me and my rightful kingdom. I pushed against it, the presence of the sleeping ones were so close to me I could almost taste them. Yet again Celestia blocked me from entering the mind of one so I had to relent. I found when I returned to my body that the time was when the sun should rise. I felt the gentle pull of Celestia's magic as she moved the sun and moon in unison. I watched as the sun moved slowly to its place over Equestria. My magic bonds where released and I was free to fly again. I glided over the silver surface of the moon and landed in my favorite crater. This being the crater that I had created when I first landed on this forsaken place. You might think that the moon is beautiful and peaceful. I will give you the peaceful part but beautiful? Sure it is nice from a distance but when you are trapped for all eternity on it, it loses its glamor. None of the lovely plant life as there is in Equestria. No streams and no calmly flowing breeze.
I folded my wings and settled down in the crater. I summoned my magic and etched a mark in the side of the it. One more mark for one more simple and compleately boring day. I pawed the ground with my hoof and looked around me. I had used up all my skipping stones and did not feel like making more. They were pretty hard to make and since they only flew off in to space it mostly wasn't worth it. I could try to enter Equestria through the mind of a still sleeping pony but Celestia might find me. I went over many more ideas all of them ones I had had before. When you are stuck on the moon there is not much inspiration.
Sometimes I like to talk to the stars, but since they are so old we have some difficulty conversing in a fluent manner. Every once and a while I create ways to see Equestria yet it takes a great quantity of my much reduced strength. The direct contact with the elements of harmony had taken a lot of my energy. It had taken me about two-hundred years to gather enough power to be able to fly and use simple magic. I had just enough magic stored that I would be able to float in the dream scape, maybe drift mindlessly into a random party or meeting.
I focused and once I felt the weightlessness of my mind leaving my body I opened my eyes. I was back in my favorite place of all time the dream scape. I drifted aimlessly through different places and times, dreams and memories. I saw many happy memories I saw little foals playing, romantic picnics by the sea and family reunions. I saw sad memories and hard times, loss and pain. I saw dreams and hopes of the past and those of the present. I was nearing the dream scape canterlot archives and suddenly I felt a draw of magic very close to me and before I could react I was pulled into a mind of a pony. And not the mind of just anypony, my sister the great ruler herself Celestia.