While laying here, I've had time. Time to wonder what I truly did in my short existence to deserve this punishment.. To be trapped in this empty space I've come to call purgatory, I tried multiple times over to return to my physical body. Each time I would struggle to focus where I new my body was laying and open my eyes to the diabolical and taunting void around me.

The emptiness I feel is above any I could have ever imagined a person or being of any kind was able to endure. I'm not sure how long it's been since I was sent here for some dastardly deed I committed. And I'm not sure I even care anymore. Hope is but a distant dream inside a dream to me now, not once have I felt another being's presence here. Not once has anyone tried to rescue me.

The first few day's (Or what I can only assume are days; there's no real way to tell in this place) I sobbed and begged for someone or something to save me. I even began to pray at one part, how foolish of me to think a god of any type would care of my suffering.

The pain I used to feel in this abyss has all but faded; numbed my body, letting me become someone else... something else. An empty, emotionless husk the man I was. I'm not sure I actually remember much of anything at this point. At a time I thought someone might come. That someone might help me, but nothing happened.

No one cares...

I've all but forgotten the one I held closest to my heart. Vague and distorted memories of who I can only guess was a woman with sapphire eyes, that sparkled and gleamed with unshed tears when I upset her. The eyes and sadness is all that I'm able to recall. Nothing more; Nothing less. Just eyes as blue and open as a vast sky that were filled to the brim with depression and hate. Hate for me. How could she care about my position when she obviously felt nothing but spite and loathing for everything I stood for.

During the first week of what I only assume can be a year of utter torment, I thought I heard her high-pitched happy voice. Thought I swore she was not but a few inches from my ear, whispering to 'hold on', that she would 'come for me and let nothing stop her from doing so'. I soon realized that was simply my mind playing yet another cruel trick on me. Why would she say such things? She despises me for what I must have done to her.

Flashes of her gorgeous orbs overflowing with tears passed over my own, as they cracked open at a snail's pace, bringing me back to reality. From what I've come to think is sleep. It's not of course. Ti's but my brain shutting down for a period of time, allowing me to get some reprieve from the darkness at every turn, making sure I'm still alive enough to be put through this excruciating terror.

I stretched my arm's and leg's the best I could from my prone position in the void, joints popping and cracking as they realigned, giving me a slight bit of satisfaction for all of a second.

It's hard to keep my eye's open at times. Having to stare at my prison... It hurts now. Not normal pain like being hit by a fist... But the pain of knowing you will never see another being. Let alone a loved one.

I've come to terms that I will never leave this place, letting despair and pain take over and become what I hope for more than anything. 'Hope', all but a word to me now; I realized why I deserved this. I hurt her, I must have hurt her beyond a point of no return, forcing her hand to do something unspeakable. This must be the sorrow and agony she felt, the pain I've come used to must be hers carrying over to my own, letting me know and feel every strike of pain she had.

The bitterness I've felt towards myself seems relentless. I've tried, Oh merciless christ have I tried to end my loathsome life, every time I tried to claw or dig into my legs, arms, and torso, the wounds would heal almost as if they were never there to begin with. I felt the pain I was inflicting onto my body, sure, but that's not the point I was trying to make. I wanted to end this... end the suffering I was forced to endure. Hell even give myself a scar or savagely bleeding wound. A reminder to myself when my mind had been dragged and destroyed from the insanity I will no doubt be enduring very soon, that there's a meaning for me being here. And that meaning is that I hurt someone so close to me, I would have ripped out my still beating heart and given it to them if they had but asked it of me.

I'm not sure I even have a mind to loose anymore. The only sites I'm ever greeted with are the empty, appalling void that surrounds me when ever my eyes are open; and the orbs of my beloved, flowing freely at such a magnitude it's as if they were spilling out from a faucet.

There's only one thing I'm completely sure of; I'm never leaving the space that I'm floating in... I'm never getting out of here. There is no happiness in store, no emotions or hope waiting for me outside. Nothing. Nothing but the dark, torturing, endless abyss of loneliness that has consumed me.

"I-. He's gone... The energy signature you gave me is gone." Celestia stood in front of her sorrow filled sister, her horn loosing its golden glow and developing a look of despair and disappointment as she hung her head low. "He's gone Lulu. There's no sign of his presence anywhere I could reach."

No. He can't be gone. Luna silently told herself. "But. But he...can't...be...sist..er." Luna felt as if the world around her was spinning and distorting, she felt a strange twinge of pain in her head. "Ow-ww-ww." Luna spoke slowly as she rubbed her head with a hoof and toppled over.

"Luna!" Celestia cried. "Luna! Luna, please be ok, please be ok." She repeated as she ran to her sister's side as the guards ran to get the castle doctors at once. "Please, be alright Lulu..."

"Where. Where are we?" Luna looked around her, hoping to see something familiar; even a landmark would do. But all she could see was darkness. Where in Tartarus am I? She pondered.

She tried to flex her legs but... she couldn't move. She tried again to wriggle free of the eerie feeling of being held down by an unknown force. But she couldn't even move a single hoof. As she was about to conjure her magic to break free of the grasp, an image appeared in front of her.

"SETH!" She screamed. There he was, not but a few meters away. "Seth! Oh how happy we are to see you again. You have no idea how terrible it was to be with...out...you." She slowed her speech as she stared at his form. This wasn't him. It couldn't be. This man had a look of never ending terror on his face.

I looked towards where I had heard a voice shout something at me. A word of some sort. Seth? What is Seth? A name maybe? My name? I simply looked at the strange creature for a moment, thinking 'Oh good. A friend to share my pain'. "Why hello, there. Have you come to enjoy the bitter torture of this realm as well? It's ever so painful." I said with a dark and emotionless tone. The being didn't answer. Opting to do nothing but stare at me. "Ah, an illusion than? I see. Oh brain, I wish you'd stop the cruelty of such unhealthy games and allow me to die..."

"To-to die?" She couldn't believe this. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be! He would never wish death apon himself. Not if he knew she was still here for him. But he didn't know. He didn't even recognize her.

And with this knowledge, she began to cry, and cry, and cry.

Celestia ran along side her sister as she was carried out on a stretcher, crying all the while. They bursted through the doors of the hospital wing inside the castle and started to hook her up to a number of different machines. 'I can't look at her like this'. Celestia said to herself. She ran back out the doors and began to sob quietly against the wall of the hospital wing. Lulu. I can't see you like this, out cold and hooked into machines that I don't even know, do. It hurts too much... She closed her eyes tight and laid back against the wall.

"You're majesty! We found something out from a brain scan we just administered!" He looked down at the crying princess, how aweful it must be to see her sister like this. "We... we found that she's perfectly fine, but she seems to be in a comatose state. Almost exactly the same as when she leaves to the ethereal plane."

"She's... she's dreaming then?" Celestia's tears began to cease.

"Well not exactly, but in a sense, yes. Her vitals are all normal; Its just she's asleep it seems."

"Thank the sun, she's alright." She started getting a hopeful smile spreading across her lips.

"Yes she's fine. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Well. Were not sure if she's going to wake up. Her neurol brain activity is showing signs that she's slipping deeper into the coma. Wer-were not sure if she will awake this time, she's not responding to any type of magic or even the physical we gave her. I'm sorry princess..."

No. No. NO! Luna WILL wake up. This doctor knows nothing about what she's capable of. She will be back. Just give her time... "Thank you, Doctor Stitch. This was indeed helpful." Give her time. She thought. She's fine.

"What's that?" I wondered aloud. Crying? Strange, I haven't heard that sound in months. I looked to the creature by me and noticed it was her. Oh, well she'll give that up in a matter of days. Let the fear sink in an-

Those eyes...

Those mother fucking eyes that bore into my very soul. No. No it can't be...Please just let this be another trick. I couldn't bare to watch her do this again. "Please. Stop. Just stop. JUST STOP!" I screamed at her as tears formed in my eyes, my dark emotionless eyes with water running down my face. Haven't felt those in a while.

Luna looked at the man she once knew, telling her to stop, telling her to stop bawling for the thought of him never remembering who she was to him. "W-why?" She asked, then continuing her sobbing.

"I can't... I can't see you like this. I thought you were gone. Thought you didn't care anymore, I... I thought you despised my existence as a whole." Luna's mouth went agape when she heard this.

HOW?! she screamed through her head. How in mother's good grace could he have ever thought such a terrible thing?? "How. How c-could y-you ever t-think such a-a-a-a thing? I will love you forever and always Seth!"

"Lies." I spoke with malice.

"W-what?" She asked, tears pouring down her muzzle and agony creeping onto her mind.

"All lies." I glared at her as I spoke. "I waited. I waited for weeks for someone to come. I waited for months, thinking that you would come for me. No one came. No one cared enough to feel the anguish entering my heart. Not once did you try for my escape... No one could care for something like I."

"You-You don't mean that! I tried for hours to locate you. Even sister tried to find your presence the minute I came back from the dreamscape! And besides! It's only been a day since you promised to sho-"

"Bullshit." I cut in as she tried to lie to me, to tell me it's only been a day of torment. "Bullshit. I've been here for the better part of a year. Do you know what's it like to hate yourself so much, you want to end your life? End the suffering you've made others endure over your meaningless existence? It's the most vile and pain-filled feeling in this world. Have you ever enjoyed the pain you bring yourself? Ever carved your organs away, only for them to heal so you have to do it over and over again? Because I have."

"Wha-wha-" She tried to butt in but he once again stopped her from doing so.

"Imagine if you will, laying in eternal darkness for so long, you actually rejoice in the pain you bring to your own body. That you would do anything for the scars to remain. Just to give you a sense of symbolism to remind you, you're nothing but filth. The scum of the world and that's why you've been imprisoned to this place, this pit of hell you're forced to take in stride."

"We. We did not kn-"

"NOW IMAGINE FEELING THIS FOR THE COURSE OF AN ENTIRE YEAR. HAVING THE THOUGHTS THAT YOUR LOVED ONES NEVER TRULY CARED OR EVEN LIKED YOUR PITY EXCUSE FOR A LIFE. AND THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE. NEVER SEE A SMILING FACE AGAIN. BE STUCK IN A LOOP OF DESPAIR FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY." I started yelling at her, I don't know why I did. But I did. " CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS PAIN? CAN YOU TRULY START TO APPRECIATE THE HELL I'VE BEEN THROUGH? CAN YOU?!?!"

This was too much...

"Yes. Yes we can." I stared blankly at her. How dare she think she could ever understan-.

"I don't think you can truly appreciate this pain though." What?! "The pain and sorrow of being perpetually alone for centuries...not days...not months...hundreds of years. The pain of knowing no one loves you, to be trapped in the darkness; trapped in the shadows for as long as you have lived. Never having another to comfort you when you go beyond the brink of insanity. When you hate yourself to such a degree you actually ended your own existence, let something else become what you once were. Watch through the eyes of a being you created; watch as they slaughter and kill all that you should have known loved you. Watch as they take what is closest to you and make you see every single death they've caused."

That was harder to take than I thought it would be...

"Can you feel the pain of causing anyone you had ever met or seen undeniable grief? Just like you I've had time. Lots of it to wonder and think over what I had done. But you have no idea what pain is. You have no clue what agony is; You've never had to endure the sight of pain, fright and despair shown on the face of your own kin, be stripped of your life for the second time, and this time reveling in the fact you were finally gone. But you didn't stay gone. No, you were simply in a state of death. Not real, oh no, just simulated so you could feel the hollow emptiness of your own life being taken away. Only for it to come back in a shock wave of hate and will to end life, have you experienced such a thing? Have you taken your own life twice, only for it to be reborn in the worst possible way you had hoped?" she ended with tears almost being sucked out of her eyes, these water works would not end anytime soon.

"No. I can't even start to imagine that sorrow...." I felt something. Something different from hate and pain. Something warm, that began to resonate from inside to out. I remember this; an emotion of sorts.

Luna wept, as she stared blankly at me. No light in her eyes, only a glazed over hundred yard stare with painful memories surfacing.

"No. Please! God no." I felt the tears flow free from my eye's, I sat upright, no longer bound by the hate of this plane. I stood on what was surely nothing but air; I made my way over to the sobbing mare, picking her up, kneeling and placing her head in the middle of my chest, her crying not ceasing for a second. I didn't care about my pain anymore. Nothing matters anymore. Nothing but the lone mare I had long but forgotten in my time here. "Luna." I said bluntly. She hiccuped and inhaled quite quickly when I whispered her name.

"Luna. The one and only pony I will ever care for. The one who always holds my heart... I will never let you go... I will l never let you slip into sadness, I'm sorry for anymore harm I've caused you. Forced you to remember that of which I'm sure you tried to forget. I'm sorry I pained you again, I promised to never do that, didn't I? Well this is a promise I will never break for the rest of my days. I will always, always love you no matter what I've become or what has ever or will ever happen to you. You're my life Luna... I love you." I kissed her forehead just below her horn and continued to hold her as close to my heart as I possibly could. Gently stroking her silky smooth mane, strands of her luscious hair, intertwining in my fingers as I pet her, trying my best to soothe and bring her back from such a painful time, no doubt many decades ago.

"I'm so sorry I ever said those things. I will never break my promise. Never, not even if I was forced to forget; you're my everything. I would remember no matter what there's a string attached to our hearts; though we cannot see it... it's there. Keeping us connected wherever we may go, how ever far we may separate in the future. You cry, yet I feel the pain, I will be there no matter what happens Luna... no matter what..."

At that moment, as I said this, her eyes began to glow a deep blue, then growing brighter and brighter til it was a pure white light cleaving through the void I thought was my rightful place. She started lifting up into the air, I didn't let go though, how could I? I promised to never let go of her again.

Light began bursting forth from every direction straight out of her body. I clenched my eyes closed as it was blinding for me to look any longer.

Stars. Millions of them started blotting out the darkness around us. Taking up every portion of space they could reach; and the moon, not only did it shine, it glowed as powerfully as the very sun, sending a shock wave of light to pour over the landscape we were slowly drifting towards.

I opened my eyes as I felt ground beneath my feet, ogling at the site I was bestowed. Everything. And I mean EVERYTHING was glowing. The grass, the flowers, the trees; the pond. I looked down to the love of my life, a tear rolling down my face and landing on her horn. Her fur was a neon blue, her mane looked as if the stars would never stop forming and growing brighter and brighter. She looked like a true goddess in my arms once more.

I got close to her fuzzy and soft left ear as I whispered, "Luna... you did it. Open your eyes."

And just as I had asked her to, she slowly let her eyes open and stare up at me. "Did. Did what?" She said with a weak voice.

"You brought us back."I started with a cracking voice. I couldn't believe it...we were really out of that nightmare, back to the place I first set eyes on her. "Were here Luna. Were back on the dreamscape."

Her eyes widened when she woke up from her dazed state, and threw her forelegs around my neck, squeezing tightly. "Good, good. Now come back with us before this gets any worse..." She said through glistening orbs.

"Of course Luna. What ever you want." I said as she let go and enveloped me in a strange light blue aura. Huh, it sorta tickles. She blinked and was gone, leaving the aura to surround me. A tracking spell? I thought.

"Perfect." I smiled as I looked around the landscape. Beautiful, simply beautiful. Can't wait to come back, and at that, I closed my eyes and vanished.

"OH MY GOD!" Doctor stitch screamed as princess Luna's eyes opened, a content smile on her face. "GET CELESTIA. NOW!"

"Oh, that's quite alright." Luna said in a delighted tone. "I can just teleport to the throne room. She'll want me to be there when he comes." and just like that; she was gone.

"REALLY? The moment a princess wakes up from a coma, she uses her bucking magic? COME ON!?" He yelled at no one in particular. "Watch what happens next time she goes into a coma. See if I care." He mumbled to himself.

Author's Note

New chapter - Terrible grammar and spelling til later. Sorry once more about that! I hate my computer with a burning passion! It won't save a single damn thing?!?! My friend is still holding out on me with the laptop, but he shall soon give in. Just give it a little time, and you can actually enjoy reading my rambling! :D