All Ends With Beginnings

Surrounded.

He was surrounded. Surrounded by a thick cloud of red Aura. You tried your best to enter the aura but were repulsed on every attempt. Why wasn’t this working?

You sensed something was wrong in your dream realm, something wrong with Anonymous. But it felt like it would’ve been another normal Night Mare.

This was so much different however. This thick aura surrounding Anon seemed so alien. What was wrong?

“Maker damn you! Let us in!”

You screamed, using your royal Canterlot voice. The thick crimson cloud surrounding Anon’s unconscious body swam around.

Agitated by your previous attempts, it lashes out at you. The smell was horrible. Like mold and rot. You recoiled and gag on the air in your mouth. You couldn’t do anything here. You had to do something else.

Frustrated, you left the dream realm and ran to your sister’s chambers. “Celestia!”

Your sister jumped at your sudden entrance, almost choking on the cake in her mouth.

”Guh! Luna! What’s the emergency?”

“Sister, it is urgent! I must go to Ponyville to deal with a nightmare issue!”

”Nightmare? It’s the middle of the day. Who would be asleep at this hour?”

“Anonymous.”

”Did you not see him last night?”

“We did. And he is having another nightmare. One I can not solve in my dream realm.”

”You can’t? How’s that?”

“We aren’t sure, but there is a strange aura surrounding him on the dream realm and I can’t get through it. I will be leaving to Ponyville with great haste! I’m sorry we must cancel on the tea party.”

”I...uhm. That’s fine Luna. If Anonymous needs help with an issue like this, it is far more important you go and help.”

“I will return sister, wish us luck.”

With that, you galloped out of Celestia’s chambers and down the halls of the castle. You reached the main balcony and took off, flying as fast as you could.

Normally it’d take a day for you to reach the town flying on your own. But the sense of urgency present within you, and with a considerable amount of magic, you were able to reach the edge of Ponyville’s city limits within a hooffull of hours.

Touching down at the city limits you caught your breath. A significant amount of you magic reserves were depleted and your wings were sore.

“Oh...moonrocks, never again.”

After gulping down several mouthfulls of air, you took off galloping to where you knew Anon was staying. Twilight’s Library. You dashed in and out of the ponies in the street. A few of them screaming, a few of them expressed some rather course words you’d have them punished for if the situation wasn’t so dire. Others took photographs.

Panting and with a mane soaked in sweat, you finally reached the library. You knocked in the door to the library.

…

Wait, forget this, you’re a princess. You kicked the door open, almost hitting a small dragon in the face.

”Ahh! Woah hey, watch it...Princess Luna?”

“Ah! Spike, Twilight’s assistant. We apologize for the urgency, but there is something wrong with Anon!”

”What? How’d you know Anon passed out?”

“Yes, we’ve come to...wait, what was that you said?”

”You said you came by to check on Anon. How’d you know he fell out cold out of no where?”

“He is out cold?”

”Yea! Here, I’ll take you to him.”

You entered the library and followed the small dragon to the other side of the room. Anon was, as the dragon said, unconscious on a couch in a corner of the library. Rarity and Fluttershy were by his side tending to him. When they noticed you, they quickly turned themselves around and bowed.

”Princess Luna! Why are you here?” Fluttershy squeaked.

“We sensed Anonymous was in trouble and came to help as soon as we could. We are close friends after all.”

”Oh! Of course.”

You looked around the room for a second, noticing a lack of Elements of Harmony.

“Where are the rest of your friends? Specifically Princess Twilight.”

Rarity stepped up. ”Well that’s just it your majesty, we can’t find her. We sent out the rest of us to go and look for her.”

“Where was the last place you three remember her being?”

The purple dragon spoke up next. ”Anon and I were on our way to Pinkie’s to have lunch. Twilight stayed behind to clean up the library before she went. She said she’d be right behind us.”

“So Anonymous fainted at the bakery in town?”

”Yea! But we brought him back here assuming Twilight was still here to help. We’ve checked her room, the kitchen, Anon’s room. She’s no where.”

“We see.”

You walked up to Anonymous and studied him. He was definitely unconscious. There really wasn’t anything you could do in this situation. You already saw what he looked like in the dream realm, and there really wasn’t a good spell for waking people up from unconsciousness. Or a spell at all for that fact.

You had to calm yourself down entering the library, you had a royal demeanor to maintain. Your subjects couldn’t see you freaking out like a filly who just lost her toy. But seeing Anon out cold on the couch like this, and without any known cause twisted your stomach up in knots. You’d describe him as being peaceful if it weren’t for the eerie stillness he projected.

The only movement was the soft rising and falling of his chest with every breath he took. This was the only obvious sign he was breathing. His breaths weren’t very audible, even with your alicorn hearing. You moved to rest your hoof on Anon’s chest when the front door opened.

”It’s hopeless y’all! We’ve looked every where. That hayburger joint, quills and sofas, the book store, we even checked the bakery for her!”

You looked over to the front door to see Applejack coming through relaying her distress over not being able to find their friend. Followed by Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie.

Upon observing you they gasped and bowed. Upon lifting up her head, the apple farmer expressed confusion upon seeing you.

”Princess Luna? What are you doing here?”

“We sensed Anon was in danger and came to check in on him.”

Pinkie gasped jumped right in front of you. ”DANGER! Oh my gosh, is Nonny alright? Is he sick? Does he have the flu? Common cold? Gasp Does Anon have a spy chasing him?”

The party mare got closer and closer to your face with every threat she listed off. She was so close at the end of her rambling you could smell her coffee breath.

You scrunched your muzzle and slowly placed a hoof onto her face and pushed her down and away.

“Uhm. Noooooo. At least. We don’t think so. There still seems to not be any reason as to WHY Anon has passed out. And I’m assuming the three of you haven’t found the whereabouts Twilight Sparkle have you?”

Applejack stepped up again to answer. ”No your highness. We didn’t. We’ve looked and asked all over town. But nopony seems to no where Twilight went off to!”

“Well, this certainly is a problem then.”

Rainbow Dash hovered over you two, interrupting your train of though. ”Uhhh. Guys? Do you hear somethin’?”

“Hear wha-”

*thump*

”What was that?” Spike looked around nervously.

*thump*

All of you stopped to listen in to the source of the sound.

*thump*

A horrible smell began to arouse as well. It was faintly familiar for some reason.

Rarity gagged and covered her muzzle with a hoof. ”Gah! Ughh. I believe I think I hear the movement from, guhhh…” Rarity shivered. ”From, that room over there.”

She pointed her hoof over towards a door of the library that seemed to have it’s hinges broken.

”What? The basement? We were just in there.”

”Well standing around and doing nothing won’t solve the mystery.” Rainbow Dash swooped over and placed her hoof on the door. ”What ever is in there may be why Twilight is gone. Or maybe even why Anon blacked out.”

Rainbow dash opened the door and a gust of the stench flew out. It was rancid. It was like mold...mold and rot. It was on the tip of your tongue. What was it?

Rainbow Dash coughed and covered her muzzle with one of her forelegs and peered in. The rest of you really couldn’t see in the room. Rainbow’s body was blocking the door way, and the room was dark.

After gazing into the room, Rainbow cowered and slammed the door shut, turning around and keeping her back against the door. Her eyes were wide and pupils dilated.

“Rainbow Dash, what did you see?” You asked the shivering pegasus.

You moved toward her.

”U-uh...you don’t wanna know.”

You made your way closer and stopped just in front of the mare leaning against the door. “Rainbow Dash. What is inside the room?”

You postured yourself to make you seem taller than you were. You were still taller than the rest of the ponies in the room, but you really wanted to emphasize the authority in your bearing.

Rainbow gulped, her eyes darted to the side and she careened her neck to stare at the door. ”Uhm. Princess, I wouldn’t go in there if I were you. B-but, if you wanna look…” Rainbow moved out of the way and went back to fluttering above you. ”Go right ahead. I’mmmmm gonna stay over here...away from...that.”

She flew over to the other side of the room, right next to Anonymous. You and the rest of the mares in the room stared at her inquisitively.

“Alright?” You say. You looked back over to the door and placed a hoof on the handle.

*thump*

What was she so worried about? What was behind this door?

*thump*

They said they checked this room a while ago when searching for Twilight Sparkle. What could have made their way into this room with out them noticing?

*thump*

You slowly opened the door. All the mares minus Rainbow Dash were behind you trying to take a peak. Even timid Fluttershy who was quivering behind your flank.

You finally pulled the door open as far as it would go, stopping only because the hinges were so badly damaged.

Applejack heaved.

Pinkie Pie slowly backed away.

Rarity fainted.

Fluttershy began to break down.

Spike uttered one word.

”Freaky.”

The inside was...Well, it was bizarre. Very bizarre and very terrifying. The same cloud of funk invaded your nostrils. The floor of the room seemed to be covered in dark red and engorged blood vessels. Some of them as thick around as the barrel of a foal, others had a far more normally sized diameter. They pulsated slowly and seemed to push blood, or what ever substance they were carrying, into the floor of the tree itself. Patterns and roots all flowing into each other.

It was like seeing the circulatory system of a pony just lying on the ground haphazardly. Some of the bark and wood on the walls were peeled back or rotting. Mold and fungus in their own patched along the confines of the room. What was most peculiar however, was that underneath some of the peeled back wood and bark, was metal.

Corroding and rusted metal. Lastly, and seemingly the most ominous, was that in the middle of the room, what you presumed to be the source of all this was since everything, blood vessels, mold, and metal alike, was a black note book.

Though the book itself was also covered in random veins as well, you could make out large and red letters, reading…

“Do not read?” You read aloud.

”W-what?” Fluttershy looked up from her hooves.

“Do not read...is this Anonymous’ journal?” You slowly entered the room and stared around.

It clicked why that smell is familiar. It was the same stink from the Aura that surrounded Anonymous in your dream realm. Despite the arteries carpeting the floor, there really wasn’t any blood outside of them.

“By the maker. You said you inspected this room?”

Spike poked his head through the door frame. ”Yea! None of this was here like twenty minutes ago!”

What? What in Tartarus caused all of this? You took a close look at the book.

*thump*

You recoiled.

It...it moved!

*thump*

The book was moving. It looked like it was trying to open up.

*thump*

*thump*

*bang*

The blood vessels covering the book finally tore, and the cover flew open, hitting the floors surface with the force of a two ton weight falling from the sky. Pages flipped and turned themselves. You slowly began to walk backwards, never taking your eyes off the journal in question. The flipping began to get progressively faster and faster. The book flipping to seemingly random pages. Forwards and backwards.

”AHHHHHHHHHH!”

A scream could be heard coming from the book, as if it were coming from down a long hallway.

”Horse apples! That sounded like Twilight!”

Applejack, who was slowly walking backwards away from the book, halted when she heard the scream.

“Sky above! She’s in the book?” You exclaim.

”PLEASE! PLEASE! I CAN’T, NOT HERE!”

She was begging, screaming as if in painful agony. You had to do something. With out hesitation, you channeled some of the little magic you had rest in your reserves and performed a return spell on the journal. A spell you learned as a filly if say, Celestia or a student was practicing a spell that allowed you to enter a book but they forgot how to return. A bright flash filled the room. A thud. And then...silence.

…

You opened your eyes. Blinking away the bright light away from the flash of the spell. You shook your head and looked toward the book.

The room seemed fine now, back to normal. All that lay on the floor was Anon’s journal and…

Sweet mother of...you don’t even know.

Your spell worked, that was for sure. Twilight was on the floor, against the wall on the opposite side of the room.

A scarred, and bruised mess. Her body was covered in lacerations and bite marks. Scabs and burn marks covered her flank and there were a few large bruises around her ribs. One of her wings were dislocated. A trail of dry blood trailed from her nose, and most of her tail seemed to be missing. What on earth happened to this mare?

”Twilight!” A chorus of screams erupted from behind you, and the five other elements of harmony and Spike rushed in to see their friends.

Frantic chattering from her friends trying to make sure she was okay filled the room. You pushed them aside and approached the mare.

“Calm down, all of you calm down. Let us handle this.”

You lowered your head down and nuzzled Twilight.

“Twilight. Twilight wake up.”

She twitched as did her leg. You nuzzled her some more and concentrated a little bit more magic into your horn. You may not have a spell that could wake a pony up from being unconscious, but in dire situations you could perform a spell that would give ponies a jolt of energy. Though in this case a jolt may not be necessary.

Twilight’s eyes slowly opened and she began to take in the view around her.

”W-where...where am I?” She croaks.

“You’re in your library Twilight. Back home.” You coo.

”I-I’m back? I...I’m back.”

“Yes. Of course. Be careful sitting up.”

”I-I’m...I’m back from...I’m back...”

“Yes. You’re fine now Twilight Sparkle. You’re safe. Where ever you were, you’re not there any more. We can get you the help you need.”

”I...back…” She just kept stuttering the same words over and over.

“Yes Twilight, you’re back...Twilight, can you tell us where you were?”

”Where? I...no. No, I can’t...I don’t...I was…” Tears began to form in the purple mare’s eyes.

”Where? I was...I’m back from...from, no I can’t I…” She continued to stutter.

Tears began to fall from her eyes now. She sniffed and brushed some of them away.

”No. No, I’ll tell you.”

“That’s wonderful. Where is it that you were?”

Helping ponies out of nightmares trained you for this you suppose. It’s been more than one occasion where you had to help a foal recover from a terrifying nightmare.

”I...I was in the dark place...I know where I was. I know where Anon was, I know what happened, I know everything now and I…” She stopped her self again. She began to breakdown.

”Oh sweet Celestia, what did I do? What did I do? I just wanted to help! I couldn’t stand to see Anon struggle and be able to do nothing! I...I had to read it. I had to read his journal and now I...I can’t even begin to just...I…” The flood gates opened, and tears flowed freely and in great amounts from her eyes.

She wrapped her hooves around you and buried her muzzle into your chest. You allowed her. She wanted to help Anon? By reading his journal? And his journal is the dark place? Like...literally?

It would explain the state the room was in before you cast the spell. But Twilight mentioned only reading the journal not casting a spell. And she knows everything now? What possessed her to read his personal diary like that? What was so urgent with Anon that she had to violate his privacy?

You shuttered to imagine.

Taking a closer look at the state Twilight was in, it mirrored what Anon looked like when you first encountered him. It tore you up inside to think about Anon going through what Twilight just had as well. What could that have possibly been?

Your thoughts were cut short though.

Twilight had since removed her face from your chest and was staring behind you. ”A-anon?”

You and the rest of the ponies in the room turned your heads to see Anonymous standing there with his journal in his hands. An apology began pouring out of Twilight’s mouth.

”A-anon...I...I didn’t know, hay, I COULDN’T have known that everything you had gone through was just so-”

”You read my journal.”

Twilight recoiled.

“Anonymous! You are well!” You exclaim.

”She read my journal…” He ignored you.

“Uhhhh...”

”Yes Anon, I did, and I’m sorry but you were just so hurt and things looked like they were getting worse and I-”

”There is written, in BIG RED LETTERING TO NOT DO THE EXACT THING YOU JUST DID!” All of you shrunk back at that.

Anon seemed enraged, embarrassed, hurt...betrayed. It pained you to seem him like this.

”Anon...I’m sorry...I…” Twilight began to cry again.

”Twilight why...w-why did you read...wha?” Anonymous began to look so confused, so hurt. It broke your heart.

You stood up and began to approach him. “Anonymous, listen to us.”

”Luna? L-luna do you know anything?”

“Anonymous...Anon, no, let us explain, we can all figure this...”

”No! No more explaining. I can’t. No more helping! Do you not fucking see what all this ‘helping’ has done? Do you see what it caused?! I just KNEW something like this would happen. Look at her!” Anon points to Twilight, who cowers.

“No, fuck this, I’m fucking leaving.”

Anon turns around and books it out of the room. “Anon wait!” You begin to chase him down but are stopped when Twilight jumps onto you.

”Luna wait! Please, I need to warn you!” You struggle do get Twilight off of you, even with the help of her friends, and magic. She was grabbing on to your haunches for dear life almost.

“Twilight Sparkle! What is the meaning of this? We need to catch Anonymous!”

”Princess please, I need to warn you about what could happen! I want to help Anonymous just as much as you but please! You have no idea what happens in his book!”

“And when have WE expressed interest in violating his privacy?” You spat back.

”Princess Luna, you don’t understand. That book, his journal, that was his source of consciousness! That book holds all the information we need to help him.”

“W-what? His source of...you never wrote back to us on that! We assumed you have failed to find it.”

”W-well no...I’m sorry. I did find it. But I didn’t know what to make of it. It wasn’t just outside of Anon’s body. It gave off a horrible aura that was so different than what my book on the spell described.”

“So you are saying...that all of his problems are coming from his journal?”

”Well most of them. Please, Princess you have to understand, if everything I found out while in that journal is true...and I didn’t get far...then the only way to help Anon...is to truly understand what he went through in that book. And because I screwed up, you can’t just track him down and force it. You have to convince him.”

You pondered what the young princess was telling you. How did she know all of this, and why in the heavens did she not tell you about Anon’s source of consciousness? Well, you had it now. Which means you can finally get into Anon’s head...with his permission, and hopefully end all of this once and for all, as well as get any answers you’ll need.

“Are you sure about all of this Twilight Sparkle? This is all coming from seemingly NOWHERE from our perspective.”

She vigorously nods her head.

“So be it. Elements of Harmony! The rest of you take care of your friend and get her medical attention. I’ll find Anonymous.” And with that, you made haste to go and find Anonymous. Where ever he went.

...

You ran out of the library and flew up into the sky. Only for you to come back down.

“Hnng! What in the?”

You pick yourself up and brush off the dirt from the landing. You were still too tired from arriving to Ponyville so quickly. “Moonrocks...guess I’ll have to search for Anon on hoof.”

You looked around you and saw a crowd of shocked ponies in the market place off in the distance. You ran up to them. Noticing you, they all bowed their heads in respect. One of the mares called out to you.

”Princess? Your majesty what are you doing here?”

“No time for formalities my little ponies. We must ask you all if you’ve seen the Human Anonymous come through here?”

You spoke as urgently as you could short of using your royal Canterlot voice.

You didn’t want to deafen the crowd.

”Him? Oh goodness, he ran just right through us a minute ago.”

“Did you see where he went?”

”He went into that direction over there your highness, down the path of White Tailed Woods!”

“We thank you all!”

You booked it. Going down the path they said Anonymous ran down. Questions ran through your head. About the journal, about Twilight, about Anonymous.

Those all had to wait however. Now you just had to make it to Anon and…

Well, you didn’t really know. Twilight was rather vague on those details. She said she’d figure a few things out, and that if you wanted to help Anon, he had to let you. Though Anon did seem panicked. He left the library in a rush, with out even checking on Twilight or questioning why everypony was there.

What ever caused all of this, it terrified him, and you could see the guilt and anger in his eyes as he picked up his journal and fled.

Your hooves kicked up dirt as you ran down the trail. You ran with so much speed and force that a few of the leaves that hadn’t been shaken down from the trees during the Running of the Leaves event were certainly off of them by now. You looked around. In every clearing. Past every tree.

In the branches as well. He was a primate. Wasn’t that a thing they did? Live in trees? Point being, you were doing your best to look for Anon.

Wait. Stop.

You dug your hooves into the ground, skidding to a halt.

You waved the kicked up dirt cloud away to get a better view into the clearing you just passed.

Huzzah!

There on a stump, sat Anonymous. You cantered over to him and called out his name.

“Anon! There you are, please, we must-”

Anon swerved around and fell back.

”What the? Luna! Why are you-?”

“Anon calm down, I’m not here to-”

”Luna, no, I don’t want help, not you too! I couldn’t bear-”

“ANONYMOUS! THAT IS ENOUGH!”

You stomped a hoof on the ground and screamed so loud you made the trees and earth around you shake. Anon recoiled and hid his face behind his book. A disturbed flock of birds were shaken from their nests and flew off. Squawking in annoyance.

That was able to make Anon shut up.

You didn’t really like doing it, now that you were accustomed to the manners and ways of speaking in the modern world, but the Canterlot voice was still useful. A steady silence replaced the panic from earlier. A long breath was held between the two of you before you let it out with a sigh.

Now that all was still, you finally felt you could breath easy. A very nice contrast from the series of events that happened earlier in the day.

“Anonymous...Anon, there is no more running away from this. No more hiding, no more secrets. We can not wait any longer. We all beg of you...I beg of you, just talk to us.”

Anon lowered the book from his face. He seemed so defeated. You approached him and sat down.

“We are far too tired to run any longer. I have exhausted a significant amount of my magic reserves and energy just to get here to Ponyville to make sure you were okay. Twilight Sparkle seems to have seen and been through a lot just to help you. We all witnessed some pretty unusual things in the past few hours, even coming from you.”

Anon looked so distraught. As though he didn’t even know what to do in the situation. He brought a hand to his forehead and looked over to somewhere nonspecific before meeting your eyes again.

”Why?”

“We care about you Anonymous.”

”What...does that mean Luna? That’s too vague. How? Why are you trying to help me? Especially after what happened? How could you care about an alien you found not even a few months ago that almost attacked you?”

“Anon, don’t talk about yourself like you are some horrible monster or daemon! We understand that our first impressions were not ideal, and yes in the beginning it was to make sure you were not a threat to our kingdom, but now we’ve developed a genuine care for your well being. You could be a horrible spirit meant to haunt me and I’d still care, especially over the bond we shared.”

”S-spirit? Why are you-”

“Anon, that was a figure of speech.”

”I...uh, heh heh. Yea, of course.”

“Anonymous...I’d like to say I know you. You expressed so yourself that we share a lot in common. We felt alone. We both had horrible issues with our personal self image. I know it’s hard for you to express your self, get everything off your chest.”

”Luna this is clearly different. I-I mean, Twilight is injured, and, I don’t recall everything that happened in the book, but when I went through it, I just had to question if I was even sane. There were time’s I had to overtly question if I was even...”

Anon fell to the ground on his knees and buried his face into his journal. You nuzzled the side of his face.

“Anonymous. We saw what happened to Twilight. This changes nothing other than the urgency in needing to help you. Something is wrong. Unnaturally wrong, and something that can obviously not be so easily done away with by magic.”

”I don’t want to hurt any one again Luna. Hell, you know how I felt about leaving my coworker to suffer in her grief, even if she was in the wrong. I don’t want to bother anyone with my problems.”

“Anonymous. I have been able to trust with you all my problems and hardships that led to Night Mare Moon. Those problems definitely hurt ponies, especially my sister. You’ve been able to help me through feelings and emotions I couldn’t discuss with family successfully. We are similar even in this, and we are in debt with you for it.”

Your chest felt twisted on the inside. Those awkward thoughts began to come back again, only now they were joined by fear. The fear that if you didn’t do anything you’d be harming Anon. Or worse, loose him.”

”I...I don’t even understand everything myself.” He sighs.

“You must’ve known somethings. You kept that book out of the hooves of anypony, especially me and my sister when we were about to confiscate it.”

”I didn’t want anyone to read what was inside! I didn’t want all of my problems coming out like that. Those were mine! I didn’t know they’d be fucking sucked in! I tried to get rid of it, burned it, soaked it, tore it up, threw it in the garbage. But it doesn’t fucking go away. It’s like it’s attached to me in a sort of way. Like we need each other to just exist!”

That reminded you of what Twilight said about his source of consciousness.

“That may very well be so Anonymous. And if that’s the case then clearly what ever the real problem troubling you is, has to be inside that book. Twilight discovered as much.”

”She probably figured out a lot of things...God, poor Twilight. I can’t show my face around the six of those ponies again.”

“We all care about you, that’s why Twilight read it in the first place.” You placed a hoof on the journal.

“And that is why we must finish what she started.”

anon stared at you in disbelief at what he just heard. He slowly began to shake his head.

”No. N-no, no! Luna! You can’t! I know you want to help, but if you have to...argh, Luna not this way. Please!”

You wrapped a hoof around Anon and pulled him into a hug, nuzzling your neck into his.

“I don’t want you to hurt either...but it must be done.”

”L-luna...”

Anon wrapped his arms around you. ”I know where you’ll go. It’s to dangerous. I barely made it out of that place in one piece.”

His grip got tighter, and you could feel his wet eyes mat the fur in your neck. ”I can’t hurt you too. God forbid I lose you.”

You placed your free hoof on Anon’s chest and softly pushed him away, breaking the hug.

“You have helped me through my troubles. The longer we postpone the more at risk you put yourself in. Please Anon, let us help you.”

He wiped his eyes and looked at you with pleading eyes. Begging you not to do it. You won this staring contest of will though and Anon sighed. He looked at the book still in his hands, and then back at you.

Slowly and with a trembling hand, he slowly out stretched his arm and gave you the journal.

You surrounded the book in your aura and held it in front of you.

”Luna wait...”

You stopped and lowered the book to make eye contact with Anonymous.

”Before you do it...I need to tell you that I...just...be safe. And I’m so, so sorry.”

You simply gave anon your best reassuring smile and lifted the book back up. You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath. You let the wind and sounds flora and fauna of the wildlife enter your ears for a gentle moment. Assuming, if Twilight and Anonymous were anything to go off of, this was the last moment of peace you would be experiencing for a while.

You released the breath, and with a hoof opened the cover of the notebook. You began to read the red writing.

”Dear diary...”

You couldn’t even finish the line.

You fell over.

Everything went black...

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