• Published 16th Apr 2012
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It calls itself Nightmare - Slick Dash



Luna's diary entries from her final 13 days before she became the dreaded Nightmare Moon!

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Days: 4, 5 & 6

From the desk of the second princess of Equestria: Luna.

Day: 4

Strafe has a potion for me, he told me that it could keep my subconscious in check while I sleep. Meaning no more dreams, no more nightmares! I pray it works, I feel as though I may drop from exhaustion at any moment. If this works, then I hope Strafe is reading this entry.

If you are, thank you!

I’m going to go to sleep now, I hope this works.
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From the desk of the second princess of Equestria: Luna.

Day: 5

It worked! I have just woken from the most refreshing rest I have had in years! I already feel a thousand times better than I did yesterday! I hope to feel the benefits today during my duties! I will record what happens today, and hopefully nothing terrible will occur!

Day: 5 cont.

It truly has worked! I didn’t hear a thing all day! The voice has gone, and the laughing has stopped! I was able to do all that needed doing, quickly and efficiently, I truly owe Strafe a debt of gratitude. I think I have a way to repay his kindness. Father left me a book of magical remedies, I’ve never had much interest in it, but hopefully Strafe will enjoy it!

He deserves some kindness in return for all he’s done for me.
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From the desk of the second princess of Equestria: Luna.

Day: 6

Strafe loved his gift, he took it and almost tried to read it all as soon as i gave it to him. I’m so glad he likes it! but before he got too involved, he stopped himself and asked if I would accompany him on a walk through the palace gardens. I don’t know why he wanted to go, he never did anything of any real substance. We simply walked around the castle’s exterior and talked, we talked about almost everything, and yet, we didn’t speak of anything in particular.

It is... hard, to explain. But I felt, odd when I was with him. I’ve had so much stress on me since this began happening to me, and when we were walking, it all just seemed to ebb away. I’m not sure what this feeling is. But I believe I like it.

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