Luna's Diary

[SinisterBronyz 13]

I have made my first fimfiction and because I cant link you to it I will just paste it here

 

Story

Now to start out I KNOW this isn't lore friendly lets call it a... alternate universe ya thats it an alternate universe! SO HA YOU CAN'T DISPROVE MY THEORY HAHA! … On another note as she starts writing time I couldn't think so I just decided that I would type a random year in...

 

 

 

Day 1: Princess Celestia gave me a diary and every year she said she would send me a new one... As bored as I am, It feels much better to write my feelings down... I have no food and have not explored at all god I should never have been angry with her... I won't do this again until I find somthing I only have a small and limited supply of quills and pens for now Celestia said she would send more as well.

 

 

Day 7: After much searching I found food, it turns out that the moon dust can be easily transformed into food with my translation spell. It’s surprisingly delicious. Thats all for now don't want to waste too much ink!

 

 

Day 12: Dust is easy but moon rock not so much... Hurt myself while trying to transform a rock... I need to make a base camp soon!

 

 

 

Day 19: I was able to get more ink so I don't feel too worried about making this long. Dust can be made into many things that includes apparently ink... The construction of my house is going along perfectly moon rock is strong and easily moved from place to place so long as I don't try any spells on it, I can move it but nothing else. But overall the house looks great, as I write I wonder if you can transform the dust into cotton I would love a bed! Ahh a soft warm bed...

 

 

Day 21: IT WORKED, IT WORKED, IT WORKED, IT WORKED, It really worked! The moon dust was able to turn to cotton and I made a bed. I truly never thought it would! I had the best sleep ever! No more sleeping on the ground for me. Now to get to the next topic moondust. I have a stockpile of dust in a small room I made just outside of my house. So i'm good for at least a year and I’m constantly on the lookout for more. But nothing new on the exploring front just a hole lotta nothing, dust and craters but thats all I can say for now... Well I will write again soon.

 

 

Day 30: My “house” looks more like a stronghold now I don't know why but I feel like i'm being watched so I have made most of my house underground and fortified it. On another note I got a new thing from Celestia (From now on I will call her Celes to save space and ink) A newspaper dated what the day would be today, a calendar with today circled and another diary (I assume for when this one runs out. So I will start dating the days instead of just saying day 30 or stuff like that. Thats all for now I will talk to you next time diary (Jeez it's like you're a person now!)

 

 

 

 

Day 32 *10/10/7349 E.D.*: I had the weirdest dream, I was running, From what? I dunno... It was scary thats all I know i'll just call it “The Being” A white suited thing with a silver dome over it’s head. It’s breathing, it’s breathing is stuck in my head... deafening deafening breathing as if it was a old man with a respirator. It haunts me, last night as I awoke I cried myself to sleep. As I awoke I was dehydrated and I realize I haven't told you about my water the dust makes great water and if you translate it you can get a mix of some sort that makes it taste like punch.

 

 

Day 37 *15/10/7349 E.D.*: The Being chases me in my dreams ever still it’s awful I don't know what it is but wherever I go it chases me I will leave soon I don't know how long i'll be gone but i'll come back and i’m not bringing anything on fay 50 i'm leaving i'll fortify it to the best of my abilities and then i'll leave I must escape, somehow... somehow I think that if I leave he ill also stop chasing me i'll try as best as I can to come back.

 

 

Day 42 *20/10/7349 E.D.*: My time to leave draws near as The Being haunts me in my dreams it’s as if it is forcing me to leave i'm starting to fortify this place and I decided to bring some ink a few quills and use the other journal to draw maps. I will not write in there i'm doing this by myself for myself nothing else i'll talk to you as soon as I have something new or if i'm leaving. On another not the Celes seems to know that i’m leaving as she just sent me a digital calendar so that I will no what date it is when I get back.

 

 

Day 45 *23/10/7349 E.D/.*: I saw it but it didn't see me The Being was there I saw it... I wasn't seeing thing but I saw it I ran for it I heard him say “HA I cant belive im an Astronaut!”

so thats its new name the Astronaut but... how did it speak my language thats the real question how?

 

 

Day 50 *28/10/7349 E.D.*: The time for my leaving has arrived I will miss writing but I am already taking to much, I decided against the ink for the fact that I could find it on my own. The quills and book i'm taking as well as the normal calendar to keep track of the date as i’m away though sad to leave but the Astronaut scares me too much to say.. if I don't return I would just like to say... Goodbye