Twilight's Soul Floats Ever Deeper Into Space

‘It seems to me, that I have found yet another friend made from the bark of a tree. Well, I have not found you, more so, Her Highness has given you to me. How gleeful am I for her to bestow you into my hooves? I am quite in a gleeful mood. You can not fathom how much I love to inscribe my thoughts and feelings into your pages, but you will in time. I do wish that your pages were endless though. For, I am under my loyal oath to my queen's undying rule of her newfound kingdom, to inscribe her final actions to take what is rightfully hers to take…

It makes my heart heavy at times I must admit to you. The things I have done from my loyalty have caused significant harm to those who are innocent. They have been dashed away from this sun’s light. They belonged here, and they were the original rulers of this land before I- did the deed of killing in her name, for her newfound land. It feels now that I have carried a burden so grand, that my soul is slowly being crushed by its weight. Every life I take away, the more control she holds over me, and with the ever-clasping grip of her hooves- my soul slowly drains from my body.

I know I should feel shame, disgust, fear, and hatred but I feel nothing. Oh, why have the centuries longing for her to come back, for her to grace my vision, why has that taken my very essence of me, away? I want that back, give it back, please. I beg you, I beg you, I beg you to give it back. I will do anything to have my old self again… I know now that, I am no longer the sole owner of it. I- think I have known this for quite some time, and yet, I hate it. I want to hate it, to despise it, I want to smash everything that comes attached to this situation, to this feeling, to this notion of decaying spirit. Am I destined to wear these chains? Or am I allowed to break free from the chains that have clapped them selfs to my hooves? Or will I fade into her embrace, making me a part of her legacy? As a mindless drone would, as they served their master without question? I am terrified to think of it, and yet, I am too far gone to seek absolution from my horrific deeds…

I have no clue where to turn when I am in doubt of my loyalty, nowhere to turn to confide in ponies that I care for, I have no escape, I have nothing left. Not even you can help me, because, I find that I am no longer alive in spirit… I must continue onward as my queen's loyal dog, continue this needless shedding of blood, and continue her vile quest for retributive justice.

Princess, when you read this entry. Know that despite my feelings and the lack thereof I have written into this here book, I will continue to serve you no matter the task and no matter the sacrifice. I will always be your protection against those who deem you malformed, deem you misbegotten, and deem you filth. I will continue to serve at your side, You have my soul’s pledge, and this here blood stain on the page.’

I love your radiance with all of my heart.

~ Berath, Your eternal protector.