Rough Hooves Biography of The Second Era
Date: 25th of Waters Ware, Year: 115
All is well in the country of our queen; Celestia.
Days are long, Nights weary. May this be, we are receiving an over abundance of the sun’s heat. It has made most of us very parch, warm. And tired, an effect I have named Sunstroke. A name many have adopted - and a name our queen is not amused by. I am finding our queen’s judgment to be not as admirable as we had thought.
Date: 11th of Greens Growth, Year: 115
Queen Celestia has greatly increased her anarchist rule over our home land. And has recently released a law that prohibits any disrespectful conversation concerning her majesty; this of which I have been accused of disloyalty, as well as many others in my village. We are being sent to a court hearing in a one month’s time. I fear for my colleagues’ lives, as well as my own.
Date: 19th of Greens Growth, Year: 115
An unexpected sickness has invaded our village, however; thankfully it is a non-infectious illness. Even so, it has held most of us paralyzed and unfit to achieve simple tasks. I have been very worried, and wonder where this sickness had originated. It was so abrupt; I do ponder if this sudden illness has any relevance to the rebellion. But this is just a theory. It seems I am losing faith in our Leader; Star Swirl might not be as ‘righteous’ as he proclaims to be.
Date: 6th of New Summer's Eve, Year: 115
I kissed my wife good-bye, hoping it was not the last. We are on our way to Canterlot while I write this, gazing over this golden carriage, deciphering what will unveil soon enough. I sit with my close friends, as two of them mock the queen. I have tried to lull their rants, but they are stern. I can feel the hatred expelling for them. It is most discomforting. Hope is all we have.
Date: 3nd of Frosts Froth, Year: 127
(I had assumed I would never find this book again; it’s good to be wrong. So much has happen over these long years. Where shall I begin?)
Continuing from where I had left off: we arrived at Canterlot around midnight. Fires blazed across the city, it was bedlam; ponies ran from the collapsing buildings – as fire stallions hopelessly strived to halt the fires fiery. We trotted by these scenes. I conjectured why there was such anarchy, but only later would I uncover the shadows that portrayed upon the pompous streets. The guards guided us to the courthouse, and it was quite obvious that we were not the only ones present; Corner to corner the room was bustling with ‘criminals’ – it had seem Celestia was busy with something after all.
(The torches have been lit, the soldiers are on their way - I will continue this biography later.)
Date: 29th of Frosts Froth, Year: 127
(As of recent we crossed swords with some old friends, we lost some good men. But their lives did not go in vain, Not only was the battle won, but we uncovered some new information on the Wizard's location. With this, we will be preparing a squadron to scout the location he is supposedly hidden at. If they return positive, we will ready an army to ambush the fort. I will have my vengeance soon enough.)
But beside this news, let me furthermore continue my story:
We were summoned to the head of the court. The supreme judge and her secretaries murmured to one another while we stood there. She sentenced us ten years in the city prison and sent us forth. My colleagues and I shuddered in fear; ten years might as well been a life time. And for some time, I could not come to terms with it. By the third year I had gone mad. While I, myself, cannot remember what exactly happened in those seven years, from what my friends had informed me. It was nothing less than lunatic.
Date: 13th of Waters Ware, Year: 127
(Nightmare Moon has just bestowed upon me the rank of General, as well as a leadership along her majesty; what a tremendous honor. Oh how I do admire our new queen.)
It was the seventh year; it seemed the days were becoming more extensive every month. While my friends and I lingered in our cells, we over heard the guards speaking of a ‘breach in security’ it had appeared that the rebels had stolen an element of harmony; And from our knowledge, This news meant that Princess Luna had a vague chance to negate her sisters dynasty. My friends quietly cheered and began to theorize what could become of this. At this point, the hatred for Celestia had grown strong within me as well.
Date: 25th of Waters Ware, Year: 127
(This is a glorious day; our spies have come back with a positive location on the whereabouts of the illustrious Star Swirl the Bearded. We will be fortifying our army, the ambush beckons at dawn.)
Is it hard to conceive, to this very day. Princess Luna (Newly dubbed as Nightmare Moon) attacked. We heard a loud thunder-like Crack, and the winds roared. And it had seemed all of Canterlot heard the devilish laughter of the nefarious mare. We shuddered in fear, yet rejoiced in glee. For we knew what fate impeded the sun goddess; every guard in the prison had marched to the Castle, for that matter every royal guard in the city. My friends and I scampered to the only barred window in the cell, what we witnessed was ghastly, Hundreds of Nightmare Moon's Soldiers flickered from the shimmering moon, as they hurtled towards Canterlot Castle. Meanwhile on the floor, hundreds of Royal Guards stood steadfast; ready to protect. And we watched so eager to behold what came to pass.
Date: 30th of Greens Growth, Year: 127
(I simply must update this biography more often, But with the busyness of my new title. it’s seems I will have to postpone any entries for a time. Thankfully however, I do have time for an entry as of now.)
We watched as the stallions fought, it was a calamity. The Royal Guards fought a good fight. but their forces were greatly outmatched, As Nightmare Moon’s power greatly exceeded that of any unicorn. and sure enough the Rebels were victorious. The hundred or so of them cheered; as the Black Queen claimed her throne. Later that day; we were set free. and forced to join the ever growing Rebellion. as my friends were elated. I was not too pleased with the idea.
Date: 2nd of New Summer's Eve, Year: 128
I cannot believe this; our queen, it was all a lie, Celestia’s corruption, the slaughter of my family, And the malevolent actions of Star Swirl! I don’t understand how. For I thought Nightmare Moon sought what we aspired. She is a deceitful wench! I must take action; I am the only one who knows of her wickedness. From what I have heard, Her sister was imprisoned in the most protected dungeon in all of Equestria. But its location is unknown. for now.
Date: 10th of New Summer's Eve, Year: 128
I lurked into the Black Queens living quarters, and have found several documents referring to the locations of the dungeon. From what I have read so far, it seems the location is in the Everfree forest; stationed beneath the Old Fortress to be exact. I am unsure of adventuring to the Old Fortress; for it wields an evil presence, But unsure or not. Celestia’s salvation must ensue.
Date: 5th of Midsummer's Eve, Year: 128
I have tricked the Black Queen; convincing her that I have discovered where Star Swirl had retreated to, I and a team of twenty stallions will travel into the Everfree forest. While there I will sneak away and proceed forth to the ruins. Celestia help me.
We have trend far into the dangerous forest, I am nearing my exit way. In addition; the stallions that bear along with me are becoming exceedingly hysterical. it is most distressful.
I have a stray from the group. I can see the ruins from here. and can feel the presence of the Old Ruins.
I have entered the decaying building, now to investigate.
Down a long spiral staircase, lays a large gold door. marked upon it is Queen Celestia’s cutie mark; it is most peculiar. I will attempt to open the door using some powerful scrolls I had acquired from Star Swirl long ago, I will update as soon as I discover the enchantments that ward this door.
Date: 9th of Midsummer's Eve, Year: 128
The Black Queen has been banished, and harmony binds this land once more. A festival commences in Canterlot. Supposedly this celebration will become a yearly holiday; As the newly deemed Princess Celestia will raise the dawning sun for all to see, to sight her willingness, and humbleness. I look out a window, with a perfect view of the festivities; such a beautiful thing – happiness. Something I may not be able to feel again. I deserve every portion of my punishment. I was so foolish.
This will be my last Biography entry.
Date: 28th of Greens Growth, Year: 140
Oh our beloved Celestia: how we ought for you in the darkest time. How we galloped with you in your greatest victories, and feared you in all of your glorious power over this blessed land. But what have we done when you cry for our aid? Nothing, we lay our hooves on this land you gave us, and forsake you, mock you. And conspire against you. Princess Celestia, I bid you a long life of plenty. You may have confined me to these four walls for the rest of my days. But I have a sense of freedom the likes of I have never experienced. Glory to our merciful princess.
