After discord’s little lecture, I had found myself thinking more, and more. I stared into the fire I had made, and let the heat tickle my exposed face, allowing me to feel at ease. Strange with everything’s that happened.

I sigh and lay back, looking at the beautiful night sky. It’s so different from earth. Here you can actually see everything because of the lack of light pollution. The stars here are leaving me starstruck, pun intended.

I chuckle to myself but let my smile drop when I turn my head and look at my bag.

I zip the bag open and reach inside, taking out the wooden Moon carving I had made. I had thought that now would be a better time then ever to compare my creation to the real thing, so I reach my arms out and hold the sculpture beside the real moon, and am pleasantly surprised when I realize there isn’t many differences. I rotate the carving around and see that I’ve basically gotten every detail correct. I smile warmly at this and think of what could make my creation more personal.

I sit up and reach for my knife, scratching out a phrase at the bottom of the carvings base. Just a little something to remember.

I exhale and place the moon carefully back into my bag. It’s at this moment that I realize I haven’t slept since I got here. I think about this and theorize maybe this was the cause of my lack of hearing, or more specifically, my lack of reaction. It makes some sense and I smother out the fire, causing me to be left in nothing but the moons light, but I was more than happy with this.

I notice that I’m not that tired, not yet. I stand up and fix my helmet back onto my head. I make sure I have both rifles and one of my sidearms holstered before I take off towards the Mountain city once more, thinking that if I couldn’t sleep, I might as well get closer. I think about the sky back on earth, and how much I was forcefully needing to leave behind. I clench one of my fists before loosening my grip and moving my hand to the back of my head, massaging the base of my neck.

“Live in the present October,” I state to myself. “It’s easier that way.”

~ Meanwhile. POV: Discord ~

After tossing and turning around on this bed for what felt like hours, I finally got up. I don’t actually have somewhere to live, so Celestia oh so graciously allowed me to live inside the Castle walls. Under some conditions of course.

I stand up and walk the halls of the Castle, nodding to any Night Guard I see in their posts. I know Princess Luna is in her Night court, but no one shows up anyways, so I’m sure she could chat for a little while.

I stop in front of the court room doors before pushing them open and entering. And there’s Luna, looking bored out of her mind. Her eyes are closed but I know better then to assume she’s sleeping.

I clear my throat, which causes her to jolt and look around in a panic before landing her eyes upon me. “Oh.. Discord. Hello,” she gestures a small wave and I smile in return.

“Greetings, Princess. I was wishing to speak to you.” I say with my arms behind my back.

“Talk.. Of course, what will be the issue?” She says quizzically looking at me, waiting patiently. I took a look around and see a couple guards watching over.

“I wish for this to be private.” I say, looking at the guards. Luna follows my gaze before slowly nodding.

“Uhm.. yes, okay. Guards, please make your exit. I will be fine here.” She says in a stern voice. The guards in the room all nod once and take their leave. “Now, what was it?” She questions me again.

I exhale and start pacing. “Luna. What I’m going to tell you is quite serious, but you need to trust me.” I stop moving and look at her eyes. She blinks twice before trying to think of a response. “Can I?” I ask once more.

“I.. uhm..” she stammers a bit before looking into my eyes. She clearly noticed the seriousness in my look because she stopped. “Why me? Why not Celestia?” She looked at the throne beside her.

“Because I trust you more, and I believe Celestia would escalate things more then she should,” I say clearly. I close my eyes and wait for her response.

“How can you be so sure, Discord?” She looks at me concerned.

“Because I’ve seen it. I’ve seen what Celestia does when she thinks there’s a threat. If I told her I’m sure she’d send the Elements to remove it from Equestria.” I look down with a frown.

Luna closes her eyes, deep in thought. “What was it you wanted to talk about?” She asks, eyes still closed.

“There’s a threat making its way to Equestria, much stronger than anything you’ve faced,” I respond, turning around. I move to the doors but stop for a second, turning my head. “The Elements are strong. But they aren’t strong enough. But, lucky for us, I found someone who could help,” I drop my hands from my behind me before attempting to leave, but was stopped by one last question,

“Who?”

~ POV: October ~

I keep my eyes trained on the Mountain in front of me, with every passing second It grows closer and closer, yet I’m still so far. It’s time for me to stop walking now I think, I can finally feel the fatigue of no sleep catching up to me.

I find a real ‘comfy’ spot beside a tree and sit my backpack down on the ground before leaning against the tree, and sliding down.

I take one last look at the moon above me before letting it be the last thing to fill my mind.

Now all that matters is sleep.

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Dreamless. Just like every other night. Alone in the confines of my own mind. This is quite the journey so far, yet it’s only been a few days.

I can already feel the sleep affecting my body in the real world. I feel more relaxed while floating around in here. That or I’m just disconnected with the outside world while In here. Free of any problems.

I float around with my eyes closed, listening to the sound of blood flowing. I open my eyes and try to make a fire appear on my palm, and after some flicks of my wrist, a little black fire appears. It would be cool if this was a real thing.

I sigh and extinguish the flames enveloped on my hand. I have the power to create, and to see whatever I wish. But sometimes it’s better to stay blank. Just for the sake of sanity.

I think of my sculpture I had made, and sure enough, it forms into existence in front of me. When the shape has been fully made I reach for it, holding it close to my chest.

I begin thinking of Discord, and how fucked up this all is. An anger starts to bubble inside of me at the thought. I welcome the feeling, causing me to squeeze the sculpture until it cracks and splinters, leaving nothing but chunks of wood flying through my mind before evaporating into wisps of light.

I look at my hands and start shaking. Discord. Your the root of this, but what’s the point in killing you? There isn’t one. I would just complicate my issue further.

Just like a switch I’m immediately emotionless again. No longer shaking. No longer wishing death upon anyone. Simply just floating once more. I should be waking soon.

Author's Note

If anyone was confused, the part after October has fallen asleep was in his head. He has the ability to lucid dream, but since he never has anything to dream about, he just sits and waits until he awakes in the real world.

I also wanted to note that I don’t have an editor. So I have to go through chapters myself and make changes where I can. It’s not that big of an issue right now but later when the story progresses I plan to have much longer chapters.

In the meantime enjoy your read, and remember that I’m open for positive and negative feedback.