Her Most Faithful Servant

Dear Princess Celestia,

Today I learned about topspace. Topspace is like... a power deep inside that you always had, but never really knew how to unlock. The way to get into that headspace was a little difficult at first, but the more that I work on putting myself in it, the more I can manipulate it. In the end, I had to feel like I had power over someone.

You asked me if there was anyone that I knew that I had power over. I honestly was at a loss. Me? Having power over someone? I laughed at the idea. Then you asked if there was anyone in the castle I could give orders to. I shrugged.

“The kitchens?” I said. You smiled and shook your head.

“Come now, Anon. You’re my honored guest. Who in this castle could you give orders to, and they would have to obey?” she asked. I thought carefully, and everything began to come together.

“The maids?” I said. You nodded. “The guards?” I asked. My eyes widened and I sat up straighter. “I could control the guards. I could tell them to do anything.”

“That’s right,” you said. “Now, how does that feel?”

Being in that headspace was such a rush. I'm not sure my description could do it justice. I was filled with this well of confidence that I never had before. Words flowed out of my mouth with ease, instead of stuttering or having to pause and think of what to say. I felt myself predicting what the guards would say and lead maids into asking the questions I wanted them to ask. I felt so... in control for once.

It was absolutely crazy to see the difference in how I could hold a conversation. Then, you demonstrated for me the way you act towards others in topspace. You approached some of the guards and gave them orders to perform while they were in front of you. I’ve never watched a set of guards buckle the way they did at your command. It wasn’t just commands they were following. It was like they were hanging off your words. There was a tone in your voice that was gentle, but threatened to turn acidic at a wrong move. I could feel shivers run down my spine. I remembered that Rarity would use these same tactics against me in order for me to do things for her, like hemming a dress. The worst part was, I -wanted- to do it. How could I have been so blind?

After watching you do that to the guards, I practiced getting in that headspace all day and staying in it. I wanted to control that power so much. Today I even got a letter from Rarity in the mail, asking when I could come back and help her build her new summer line. There was nothing I wanted to do -less- than to go back to Ponyville.

So, I got into topspace and wrote back a letter telling her that ‘No, I won’t be going back.’ Once I tied the scroll and gave it to the postmare, I had this sudden rush of power, again. I felt like I could do anything. I felt like I had the power to control my life. I had the power to control my confidence. I could control my fate.

I might even be able to control the people around me.

Your Faithful Student,
Anon