Cave In

What I'm about to tell you should not be real.

I went down to the lake again, with the glowing mushrooms.

After I had taken a drink, I lifted my head up to see another pony a few feet away from where I was.

He was my exact copy!

I can't believe it!

We greeted each other, and it seems that he's not a changeling.

He even has my memories!

I gave him a few mushrooms and showed him where I was staying at the moment.

He had a strange look when he saw the journal, but I think it's just his first time seeing one.

He also said that he had come out of the water.

What does that mean?

Can a pony be born from the still depths of the waters?

Did I come from the water?

Where did I come from?

I will investigate more tomorrow.

He's sleeping right now, and I guess I'll join him.

Good night.