Obscure Unicorn History: Starswirl and the Lunar Princess
"A meeting? With me?"
Starswirl paced back and forth excitedly, thinking of all the possibilities that could stem from such a thing. Princess Celestia, co-ruler of Equestria, wanted to meet with him, a talented young Unicorn born and raised in Canterlot. The implications were enormous, and the young stallion was almost going out of his mind as he thought it over.
"A meeting...with me!"
Practically skipping around the room, Starswirl garnered a few strange looks from a number of visitors to the Library just outside his study. The unicorn collected himself with a nervous cough, gathering his things before he departed. He wasn't sure how he would get to sleep, with thoughts of tomorrow's meeting running through his mind. As he made his way through the bustling Canterlot streets, the unicorn failed to avoid a few close encounters with other bystanders, but was far too elated to care.
By the rise of the morning sun, Starswirl was miserable. His concern over sleep the night before was well founded indeed; he had not slept a wink, and now was practically dead on his hooves. The exhausted unicorn had thrown a quill and a few pieces of parchment in his pack before he left, worrying the entire way how he would present himself to the Princess now. What if he fell asleep right there, while the Princess talked about furthering his research? The thought alone was enough to make Starswirl panic.
Slowly but surely, he made his way to the place described in the Princess’s letter. It was a part of the royal garden, only a few yards from the palace itself. Showing the letter to an imposing pegasi guarding the archway leading into the garden with nervous trepidation, Starswirl was allowed entrance without incident. Inside, even in his delirious state, the young stallion couldn’t help but admire the beauty of his surroundings. The garden was teeming with life, both animal and plant. As he gaped at the verdant foliage around him, he almost ran head-first into a large apple tree near the center. This, he remembered slowly, must be the site of their meeting. Rather than being confronted with the regal majesty of Princess Celestia herself, however, Starswirl found only an elegant note at the base of the tree.
"The Princess...isn't coming?" Starswirl said to himself as he read. Although his exhausted mind was slow to process the information, he eventually worked out what the letter said: The Princess was sorry for not being able to attend, but she had sent somepony else in her stead. The young stallion was both disappointed and relieved. He was sad to see his meeting with one of the glorious rulers of Equestria disappear into thin air, but was also grateful for it as well, considering his current state. He supposed one of the palace officials would be sent down to meet with him instead. They would get their business squared away quickly, and he would be off to continue his work in no time at all.
Easy.
"Are you the one our sister spoke of?" a forceful voice inquired behind him. Words already at his lips died away as he saw just who had addressed him.
"P-Princess...Luna?!" Starswirl stammered. Just like that, he stood before the graceful – if not extremely intimidating – form of Princess Luna, Princess of the Night. Like her sister, she was significantly taller than the stallion, though not quite as tall as Celestia herself. A patch of brilliant night sky flowed from her head and neck, and Starswirl found himself getting lost in the alicorn’s ethereal mane.
"We apologize for not arriving at the agreed upon time. We do not usually travel out of the palace during the day," Princess Luna stated, staring down at Starswirl with a harsh, judging gaze.
Surprise - coupled with sleeplessness and a small dose of fear - rendered the unicorn unable to speak, simply gaping absently at the Princess.
"You are Starswirl, are you not?"
Hearing his name seemed to snap the young stallion out of his delirium. "Ye-yes I am, Princess. I am Starswirl."
"If what our sister said is true, you are quite talented with magic."
This time, Starswirl was only delayed a moment, caught off guard by the fact that Celestia herself had praised his abilities. "Y-yeah, that's what I've been told," the unicorn let out a nervous laugh, earning a strange look from Luna.
"Is something wrong?" the Princess of the Night asked, her gaze hardening.
"Uh...no, no...no. Just didn't get much sleep last night, is all, Princess," Starswirl stammered, realizing only after he had spoken how unprofessional such a thing sounded. "I apologize."
"Perhaps that is for the better, considering the unique nature of the situation." Seeing the confusion on Starswirl's face, the Princess continued. "Our sister has not told you? There is an affliction spreading across Equestria, one that has already claimed many in unending sleep."
Starswirl listened closely as the Princess explained. Denizens of Canterlot, Trottingham, Fillydelphia, and more were falling victim to this plague of the mind. They would fall asleep and simply not wake up, no matter how much the ones around them tried to free them. She told of how those afflicted would show great distress as they dreamed, but no matter what, they would not wake up.
"As night is our realm, we felt that this problem was ours. So we came in place of our sister, to meet with you, Starswirl of Canterlot," Princess Luna explained, her expression maintaining its professional appearance, changing little over the course of her story.
"I'm honored, Princess. But...why me?" Starswirl asked, hoping the Princess wouldn't be offended by such a question.
"Our sister felt you were sufficiently qualified to aid us in bringing an end to this plight. Was she mistaken?"
"Uh...I don't think so." Starswirl said very carefully.
"Good. Unless you have anything more to ask us, we should depart."
"Where are we going?"
"You must first see this affliction for yourself. Then we shall determine how to overcome it."
Obscure Unicorn History: Starswirl and the Lunar Princess
Starswirl trotted uneasily behind Princess Luna as they made their way through Canterlot. They were heading, he noticed, in the direction of the Canterlot hospital. He couldn't help but notice Luna's distress every time they moved out of the shade and into the sunlight. Clearly, she was not accustomed to life during the day. As they entered the building proper, the ponies within seemed caught off guard by the sudden appearance of royalty. Either gossiping amongst themselves or bowing before her as she passed, the Princess didn't seem to acknowledge these ponies much beyond the occasional nod.
It wasn't long before they left the public areas of the hospital behind them. Wherever they were headed, it was definitely not accessible by just anyone. Midway through their journey, Luna took a sudden turn and entered one of the hospital rooms, Starswirl hot on her heels. Inside, he found an old stallion, trembling in his sleep upon a sterile white mat. The unicorn hesitated uneasily. "Is he...?" Starswirl began, approaching the bed cautiously.
Luna nodded. "He is afflicted, like others here. We have kept many from the other villagers as to not cause a panic. We trust you will be discrete about our business here as well."
Starswirl returned the gesture. "Do we know anything about this disease?"
"It is of magical origin. If you wish to know more, you must see for yourself."
It took a moment for Starswirl's sleep-deprived mind to understand exactly what the Princess implied. Approaching the sleeping stallion, his horn was suddenly surrounded by a blue-black glow, which he touched on the stallion's forehead. Instantly the unicorn could feel the wild emotions brewing in the earth pony's mind, a mix of fear and desperation.
As he continued to pry, Luna's own horn began to glow, and suddenly his vision was consumed by utter, unforgiving darkness. Before the unicorn’s startled breath could leave his body, the scene changed again. They were no longer inside the hospital, but instead in what looked like Dodge City. A strange, ominous haze lay in all directions, limiting visibility to but a few feet. Starswirl’s head shot around wildly, trying to understand just what terrible fate had befallen him.
"Worry not. It was our intention to bring us here. You must see it for yourself," the forceful voice of Princess Luna echoed behind him, early scaring the wary unicorn to death.
"We're-"
"We are inside the mind of the afflicted, that is correct."
Starswirl sighed, taking in his surroundings. It was deadly silent, as if completely vacant, and the choking haze that surrounded them only contributed to the eerie, unnatural atmosphere of the place.
"Unless the sheer creepiness of this place can send a pony into a coma, I don't see anything that could cause all this."
"We must locate the afflicted. They are trapped here, and we must find out why.”
"You make it sound so simple," Starswirl muttered as he continued to look around. Luna gave an inquisitive 'hmm?', and Starswirl shook his head. "Nothing. Let's be on our way."
The two made their way across the false landscape, moving at a slow, cautious pace. With such low visibility, Starswirl wasn't about to go any faster without good reason, and Luna seemed to agree. Starswirl had been to Dodge City a number of times, but he did not recognize the individual whose mind they were now traveling inside. They needed to locate the stallion, and the most obvious places to look were his home or where he worked.
"Do you know anything about this stallion?"
"Enough to know where to look. You are quick to catch on, Starswirl of Canterlot," Princess Luna responded, quickly taking the lead.
"And what if I was unable to deduce this? Would you have let us wander this place until I did?"
"Perhaps. We needed to know if you were as intelligent as they say you are."
The Princess of the Night led him to an old barn near the edge of town. The age of the structure was evident even through the haze; parts of it were missing or partially destroyed, the paint was now an ugly gray color, and sides that were intact were overgrown with unchecked vegetation. The eerie scene only grew more unnerving as they approached, hearing laughter coming from inside. With a lingering look at Luna, Starswirl took the lead once more, pushing tentatively through the large doors of the structure with the Princess close behind.
Starswirl had thought the circumstances couldn’t get any stranger, but again he was proven wrong. Inside, they found a young foal prancing happily about, as if ignorant to its bizarre surroundings. The young colt was definitely the stallion they had seen in the hospital, but much, much younger. "It’s just like how I remember it!" the colt shouted happily as he ran around, excited about something the two visitors could not see.
"Are you...alright, sir?" Starswirl asked tentatively, the foal stopping dead the moment he spoke.
"I don't want to leave! You can't make me!" the little pony lamented, ears flattening against its skull as it fled deeper into the barn.
"I didn't…” the unicorn trailed off with a frown.
"He cannot tell who we are, Starswirl of Canterlot, or what we want. This is but a memory, one he does not wish to part with," Princess Luna explained, staring into the darkness of the barn. "We are enacting some part of the memory. No matter what we say, he will only hear what this memory dictates."
"How do we get him to realize it’s all a dream?"
"We must destroy the source," Luna stated, her expression unchanging.
"And how do we find the source?"
"We cannot," The Princess said bluntly, surprising Starswirl. "The haze you see around us prevents us from locating it in this world. In the real world, it does not have any distinct magical presence."
"That's quite the problem,” Starswirl responded with a thoughtful blink.
"This is not the only way it manifests. There are other, more violent cases down in Dodge City."
At this, a thought struck Starswirl. "Did you or your sister find any patterns related to the severity of the plague? Where they live, how old they are, that sort of thing?"
"A number of the earliest cases of the disease were moved from Dodge City to Canterlot. Their condition became like this after they arrived," Princess Luna explained, looking off into the barn absently, thinking. "You believe the change indicates a closer proximity to the source?"
Starswirl nodded with a smile. "It’s a start, at least."
The process of leaving the dream world was as easy as entering, at least for the Princess. Starswirl couldn't help but pity the old stallion lying before them as they came to their senses. They could do nothing for him now, but their objectives were clear. If nothing else, they might be able to prevent any more ponies from suffering a similar fate.
Obscure Unicorn History: Starswirl and the Lunar Princess
The two left the hospital in silence, speaking only to arrange transport to Dodge City. Starswirl would have been elated at the idea of riding in a royal carriage, had the circumstances been different. As they took off from Canterlot, the uneasy silence between the two grew ever stronger. Starswirl’s mind was swimming with all that had been revealed to him. He had heard of spells that caused artificial sleep, but those were usually solved by a quick jolt or a bucket of water. And the word Luna used to describe those that were affected – the “afflicted” – only continued to worry him. If this truly was a disease of some sort, how did it spread? Were the two of them at risk of falling prey to it now? There was just so much he didn’t know, and it all left a very bad impression on him.
Before he knew it, the carriage touched down on the outskirts of the dusty town, Luna requesting that they avoid arriving any closer to avoid making a scene. Almost immediately after disembarking, the Princess of the Night made her way toward the Everfree Forest that loomed in the distance, much to Starswirl's displeasure.
"It seems everything bad happens in that place..." Starswirl murmured as he trotted after her.
"We do not know for sure that the disease originates there," Luna retorted, looking down at Starswirl. "But, we are inclined to agree. The accursed place is the source of many problems."
Starswirl wanted to explain himself, but knowing the Princess as he did, decided against it. Even as they made their way across the plains and into the dank jungle, Starswirl knew their search was in vain. Undoubtedly, the Princess knew this as well, but still they went. With no magical presence in the waking world, the chances of finding whatever stood at the heart of this epidemic in the dark recesses of the Everfree were astronomically small. Their theory about the condition and its proximity to Ponyville had been a good start, but now-
"Princess, do you think you could send me back to the dream world?" Starswirl asked suddenly.
"Nay. At least, not from here. The dream world exists in the mind of the afflicted. We need access to one of them if you wish to return there, and we cannot guarantee consistency of details between worlds," Luna explained with a frown. "The regions you roam in the dream world may be ones from the distant past, or even some uncertain future."
Starswirl nodded, staring absently at the ground as he thought. "We have to go back to the city."
"You still wish to return? For what purpose, Starswirl of Canterlot?"
"If the sick ponies get worse the closer they get to the source, maybe there's a visual change in the dream world? That way, I can get closer to the source in the dream world, and tell you where it is for you to find in the real one."
After a moment's thought, the Princess nodded. "Our sister is right to place her trust in you. Let us make haste!"
The two galloped their way back to Dodge City, their journey short and uneventful; thankfully, the idea had struck the unicorn before the two had ventured too deep into the swamp. The Princess tried to make their arrival as unassuming as possible, but as imposing as she was, this was not an easy feat.
“Please, citizens of Dodge! We work in matters of life and death!” the Princess explained in a dramatic tone, catching the denizens of the small town off guard with the severity of what she spoke of. At once, the crowd parted, allowing them to move at brisker pace.
It was soon clear the Princess had a particular place in mind as she lead Starswirl through the dusty town. Venturing to a house that lay on the outskirts of town, Luna pounded on the door of the structure with clear urgency. A moment later, an aging mare opened the door , looking concerned.
"What is the meaning of-" the unicorn began, her frustration melting away as she recognized the towering form before her. "Pri-Princess Luna!" she stammered, bowing deeply. The mare stepped aside and the two hurried inside.
"Where is your son?" The Princess demanded, staring down at the mare.
"I-in the bedroom, sleeping. He is ill, ma'am," the mare explained with a frightened gulp.
"We need to see him. We might be able to help him," Starswirl said gently, trying to offset Luna's brash approach with a more understanding one. Hesitantly, the mare nodded, showing them to one of the back rooms where a young colt lay sleeping, trembling from some unseen terror. Without a word, the Princess' horn began to glow, and soon Starswirl was greeted with the same sickening darkness he had encountered before.
The feeling faded almost as quickly as it had come, and the unicorn once again found himself standing in the town square of the nightmarish version of Dodge City. This experience was noticeably different from his previous expedition into the dream world, however, the most obvious change being the density of the fog around him. If it had been hard to see before, it was almost impossible now.
A most unwelcome confirmation of their theory.
"HELP! Someone, please help me! Anyone!" a voice screamed as a small pony tore its way through the darkness. Starswirl was almost knocked off his hooves as the young pony scrambled fearfully behind him. "Please, mister, make them go away! Please!"
"Make what go away?" Starswirl said, trying to see something – anything – through the haze.
"Please, don’t make me go back! Please, mister, please!” the little colt cried, practically wrapping itself around his hooves.
“Calm down, son,” Starswirl said, trying to help the poor creature into some semblance of sanity. “What is going on?”
Before the colt could reply, they found themselves under siege. Blinded by the oppressive dark, only the rush of movement warned Starswirl of the coming attack. The unicorn – his charge scooped up in his hooves – threw himself to the ground in time to avoid three dark spears, sickly claws of some demented creature of the abyss, stabbing from the cold dark to his left. Vaguely, Starswirl could make out hideous shapes hiding in the mist, their jagged maws gaping ominously. The unicorn snorted, his horn glowing brightly as he sought to reveal his enemy.
Instead of shredding what hid them from his prying eyes, the blinding light of his horn tore at their ghostly bodies. The shadowy creatures shrieked and hissed, their bodies melting before his eyes before the spell finally faded. As soon as their bastion of light disappeared, his phantom foes reformed and continued their eerie advance.
Getting to his hooves, Starswirl conjured another light and focused it into a gleaming beam. The unicorn swept it across the foremost enemy, watching as it disappeared in a puff of pitch black smoke; this time, the phantom did not rise again. But even as he found a more permanent solution to what besieged him, Starswirl noticed that the sickly creatures were only growing in number. In seconds, the unicorn found himself completely surrounded by ghostly eyes and gaping maws.
Suddenly, the pressure around the unicorn’s foot vanished. Before any words could reach his lips, his terrified, whimpering charge was dragged into the darkness.
"NO!" Starswirl cried, eyes burning with fury as he blasted the area with intense light, carving a wound in the advancing darkness. In the brief moment of clarity in wake of the attack, Starswirl found, to his horror, nothing but empty grass.
The colt was gone.
"This one...is mine...as they all will be...soon..." a chilling voice whispered, as if an icy arctic wind was speaking to him. Horrified and lost, Starswirl turned and charged through the gap he had created. Using what little concentration he had left, the unicorn created a thin veil of light with his shining horn, hoping it would be enough to give his enemy pause. With only a few feet visible in all directions, the unicorn could only pray he was heading in the direction of the Everfree Forest.
A near-collision with a tree marked the start of the forest. Although he paused for but a moment, one of the shadowy monsters lunged from the darkness, only to shrink back with a pained shriek upon coming in contact with the light. The strain on Starswirl increased as a result, and the light flickered as he ran further into the forest. The darkness that choked the area only continued to grow deeper the further he traveled, and the previously hesitant fiends lurking within were now openly hostile, throwing themselves to their demise in an attempt to stop the unicorn's advance. The trees around him seemed to grow in number, lining up with others in some sort of wall as he continued.
The bizarre maze of trees suddenly veered off to the left, sending the unicorn on a collision course with those ahead of him. Trusting his instincts, Starswirl made no effort to divert his path. Eyes clenched to brace for the coming impact, the unicorn’s hunch paid off, and he passed harmlessly through the illusion. A frustrated growl seemed emanate from the very forest itself, and the strange pattern of trees abruptly vanished before his eyes. The darkness only continued to grow worse, however, and soon he could only see a foot or two in front of him, narrowly dodging the trees that appeared in his path with only seconds to react.
The phantoms trailing behind him abruptly receded, and, without warning, the fiendish beings lunged out from the abyss ahead of him with deadly intent. With only a moment to react, Starswirl focused all his remaining energy into his horn, filling the entire forest with light as he charged headlong into his unholy foes. The dark met the light in a shrieking, hissing impact, sheering away the ghostly bodies of his enemies in a blaze of energy. The moment his foes fell away, the light disappeared with a fierce discharge, throwing Starswirl, still in mid-gallop, skidding to the muddy ground.
Slowing to a stop at the base of a tree, the unicorn panted heavily in the dark for several moments before he came to his senses. Eyes opening, Starswirl found himself surrounded by an abyss darker than he thought possible. Any hope of seeing was a laughable one indeed; the stallion was practically blind. Gradually the sounds of hissing reached his ears, signaling the return of his ghastly foes. Gathering what little remained of his strength, the unicorn's horn slowly began lit up, giving him a few inches of sight.
He felt more comfortable in blindness. All around him, more numerous than they had ever been, waited his ghostly enemies. Standing as still as statues in the oppressive dark, he could only see their blank gaze and gaping mouths – turned up, as if in some ghastly smile. At the very edge of his vision, only partially illuminated by what remained of his light, a statue lay half buried in the mud. It depicted a grotesque creature that appeared to be made of many different animals.
"You…found me...and now…you join me..." the voice he had heard at the start of his flight hissed ominously. As if in response, the unicorn's horn began to dim, the little light he had gradually fading until he was again plunged into the unrelenting void. Starswirl could see the slow, ominous advance of his foes. Trying to keep track of them all at once, he found their dark features closer each time they reentered his vision. The air around him began to grow very cold, and the unicorn found feel his end approaching.
At the far edge of Starswirl’s failing vision, he saw a light. Not the white light of his own making, but rather a pale blue. It danced at the threshold of darkness, and the unicorn found himself smiling at it. He clung to it, like a raft in a raging sea, content in its presence, thankful for in its small mercy. As Starswirl’s consciousness faded, he saw the light grow brighter. As his eyes shut, the light grew so bright he could sense its presence beneath his eyelids. And as he lost touch with reality, he heard the pained cries of that which wished to end him.
Starswirl awoke slowly, his head throbbing as he squinted in the morning light. He could feel the dry grass around him, and that told him at least something. He was out of the forest, and for that he was grateful. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, Starswirl took in his surroundings. He had returned to the site of his meeting with Luna; how exactly he had done so evaded him completely.
"You were out for quite a while, Starswirl."
The voice was calm and oddly comforting, though Starswirl still jolted at the sound. Pushing himself into an upright position, the unicorn noted a checkered blanket draped across the verdant green not far away. Princess Celestia, esteemed co-ruler of Equestria, lay in the warmth of the morning sun, a tiny cup of tea raised to her lips by her magic. Starswirl, in a stumbling delirium, made his way to the blanket and sat across from her.
"Princess Luna-" he said suddenly after a few moments, remembering vaguely what he had last seen.
"Sends her apologies," Celestia concluded with a soft smile. "She is busy cleaning up that little problem you two worked so hard to sort out."
Starswirl nodded slowly, noticing a cup in front of him, prepared for him before he sat down. Lifting the cup with a dull glow of his horn, the unicorn sipped the tea slowly, trying to make sense of what had happened.
"The statue-"
"Is being taken care of. We have everything under control, Starswirl, I assure you. There is no need to worry," Celestia explained, still giving the battered unicorn a comforting smile. "You have done more than enough for us already. On behalf of Equestria, I thank you."
Starswirl found it difficult to find comfort in the Princess’s words. As much as he wanted to put everything behind him, the nature of the things he had seen refused to accept such a lowly resolution. But…he was tired. He was still so tired. He would try to decipher what he had seen – and what it meant for Equestria – some other time.
Now…now he would enjoy some tea.
