“Once upon a time, Equestria was ruled dutifully by two sisters. The older, Princess Celestia, named after her celestial being and the ability to raise the sun, and the younger, Princess Luna. Princess Luna once raised the moon, and would let it down as expected. That was how it used to be until a little more than a thousand years ago. Princess Luna, angered by her citizens ignoring her beautiful night and twinkling stars, transformed into an evil beast of night..Nightmare Moon. She threatened to never lower the moon. Celestia had tried to convince her otherwise, and eventually, a compromise was made.
Nightmare Moon would get a piece of land, and it would forever be night there–upheld by a curse. After convincing several earth pony farmers, pegasi who were too weak to fly, and unicorns whose horns were too small, she was given the land..a land now named Ponyville.This land would be called The Place of Stars on every ancient map from them, but it would never be found, only spoke of. Just as Princess Celestia promised the fragmented form of her sister, Nightmare Moon.
It was until several years ago did the remnants of the now forgotten Ponyville appear again. A sonic rainboom, in the same place where the Ancient maps all seemed to agree The Land of Stars resigned. Ponies traveled far wide, but even then, they could only find the small remnants of the rainboom: No pony who made it, and no town to awe at the spectacular thing one of their own ponies did.
The rainboom had ignited many up and coming celebrities, many adventurers as well. No matter what, they wanted to find a land that may have been wasted within the ground, its buildings gone and grotesque after years of being worn down by the weather, and simply, being abandoned. To this day, it is still regarded as the biggest mystery in all of Equestria and even beyond.”
Twilight closed the book, and let out a desperate and frustrated sound. She knew well of the Sonic Rainboom, from Old Mares Tales..to her own experience with it. She remembered that rainboom, her parents awes–and how she turned around just in time to see it disintegrate. That's not why she remembered it though. Not at all. She remembers it because it gifted her a cutie mark..and a very cute baby dragon named Spike. For so long, it lingered in her mind. She needed to figure out who she needed to think, and those false claims of who did the boom were driving her nuts!
Her need for knowledge and confirmation lead her to where she is now. Reading the most obscure texts by little known authors, and it proved to be helpful now. She knew Celestia on the personal level of her Star Student! Twilight quickly rises to her hooves, and uses her magic to place the thick and hefty book into the satchel on her back, and then begins running. Her hooves hit the concrete and artificial roads of Canterlot, and she dashes away from her friends.
“Hey Twilight! Are you coming to Moondancers party?”
“Sorry, can’t! Really busy with studying!”
She runs off before she could hear the solemn, but agitated voice of her friends muttering something and the others agreeing with her. Twilight Sparkle didn’t care, she had a discovery to confirm!
As she walked to her home, busting straight into Spike–the before mentioned baby dragon-who squeaked and dropped a small, square box. Twilight shook her mane out, standing up after the tumble. “Spike! I was just looking for you!” She claims, hoof reaching out and petting the scaled dragon. Then, as Spike stands up with a disheveled look, she really notices the now crumbled and destroyed gift. “What's that?” she asked, and the purple dragon grumbled in response. “It was a gift for Moondancer..” he pouts, which made Twilight chuckle. “Oh, Spike! You know we don’t have time for things like that.” she says, and turns her back to him as he begins to protest.
“Now! Please, I need to send a letter to Princess Celestia!” She smiles, bouncing around as she hears Spike shuffle around. “Ready?” “Ready…” he says to her joy in a bored tone, but it doesn’t even slightly hinder her mood, hooves stomping the ground gleefully. She took a deep, long breath, and began her tale.
“Dear Princess Celestia.
As you know, I have been very interested in the Sonic Rainboom that blasted through Equestria so long ago. Not just because of the personal reasons, but because of the complete mysteriousness of it all! The lack of clues, the countless speculations..It's all so captivating! Well, what I'm getting at is that I read a book, a very old but updated one at that, and it said that the rainboom came from a place where old maps are called ‘PonyVille’. And that book mentioned you may know where Ponyville resides. I doubt it just disappeared.
Answer soon, Your dearest and faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle.”
As soon as Twilight finishes her letter–and gets a quick sip of water–she reads over it, and corrects his spelling errors (She must get a dictionary for him soon..) she tells him to send it. He does that in one fell swoop. Green, hot, blasting, and powerful fire magic erupts from the little dragon. She wonders if his mass power is also a result of the rainboom.
Surprisingly, it only takes a couple seconds for a response from her most trusted advisor, mentor, and the princess of all of Equestria! Well, almost. If Ponyville exists, then long forgotten Princess Luna was still alive..well..not really. Nightmare Moon was her name now, and she was more like a dictator now. Anywho, Twilight eagerly began to read the letter. She didn’t trust Spike's potential illiteracy not messing things up for her because in the letter could withhold the most ancient, compelling words of mystery in her whole life..
And she, Twilight, a simple unicorn wants to be the first and only pony to read them.. how exciting! She opens the scroll, practically drooling at all the information the scroll could hold, salivating her mouth and twitching her hooves.
“Dear Twilight Sparkle.
My faithful, incredible student. I am glad you want to expand your studies beyond just magic, and focus a little on geography, and I can help you..but not in the ever so obtainable way of a letter. It’d be best if we had a true, openhearted, and honest conversation over all of this. In person, pony to pony, mare to mare, and student to teacher.
From, your teacher and mentor,
Princess Celesta.”
Twilight stood, mouth wide opened and gobsmacked, hoofs twitching again. She read over the letter once, twice, and perhaps a sneaky, secret thrice. She slowly blinked, and looked back at Spike. He looked worried, reaching out to comfort her.”I’m sorry the princess didn’t-”.
“We’re going to talk with her about it in person!” She suddenly screams in absolute unbridled, unrivaled joy. She bounced off her seat, hooves clashing against pristine marble cobble. As she did this, Spike let out a relief filled huff. “So when do we go?”
“Right now!”
“Wait wha-’
