Luna spends the rest of her night again looking for solutions in the protected archives.

After once again finding nothing after several hours of thorough searching, Luna soars up to her tower, deciding to sleep through most of the day to catch up. She knew Celestia wouldn't come see her since she will be meeting with Asmara's king today.

Luna plops down on her bed, not making the effort to find a comfortable position. She doesn't even remove her necklace or shoes. She'll fall asleep, anyway, considering how exhausted she feels.

She slips into unconsciousness, allowing her subconscious to take the reins of her dreaming.


Discord was free.

Princess Luna had been waiting for this for a very long time. Desperate for a cure to what he had done, or at least revenge for it. She would not hold back this time, she would kill him.

That is, if she could. Unfortunately, one of the very first things Discord made sure to do once free, was trap Luna inside... Somewhere. She hadn't quite figured that part out yet, though it looks somewhat like a dungeon. Depressing, dreary, gray stone walls, complete with hanging chains and barred windows. There didn't seem to be an exit of any kind, other than said windows. Luna also presumed she was high, as several of the cotton candy clouds and managed to slip through the windows, spewing their chocolate rain on the floors and over her head.

Luna's magic seems to have been disabled, too. She couldn't fly, and she couldn't teleport herself out, or perform any other type of spell.

No matter... She could take Discord without magic.

But she was still trapped. For what seemed like several hours now. Other than rattling the chains, there was nothing at all inside to alleviate her boredom. Perhaps Discord would come visit her soon...

As if on queue to that thought, Luna suddenly heard a voice "Ahh, good evening, Wooona~!"

Luna's head immediately turns in the direction the voice came from. Discord was just outside one of the windows, lounging on his back in one of his clouds. He has sunglasses on, and a tanning sheet in one of his hands. A strange image, especially since the moon was up. (Though that had been subject to change every few minutes.)What annoys her most, however, is his extremely smug smile.

"Discord..."

Discord folds his tanning sheet, setting it to the side "Why so glum, Woona~? Are you missing Celestia~? I have her trapped too, you know."

Luna growls at him "What dost thou want?"

"That's not what I asked!"

"Thou knows very well why We art angry."

Discord chuckles "Ah... Perhaps I do... Not just today, though, right?"

Luna growls yet again, not answering him.

That only causes Discord to become more amused "No, I supposed not just today... You yelled at my statue a lot... It was quite amusing, actually. Threatened to break me several times. Never could bring yourself to do it, though..."

Luna growls, getting into a combat stance "Come in here and We will change that."

Discord rolls over onto his belly, holding his head up with his hands. He rubs his chin slowly, pretending to consider it "Hmmm... Naaah. That's not what I came here for!"

"Then what did you come here for, other than to waste my time?"

Discord rolls his eyes "So touchy today, Woooona~... I just came to gloat for a while! And also, to scold you for your threats." He wags a finger at her as if scolding a young child, "Threatening to break and kill me? Now now, Wooona~, that's not very nice!"

Luna narrows her eyes "Thou deserve it for what was done to Celestia."

Discord laughs "Celestia? You still believe that?"

Luna blinks, flicking one of her ears "Believe what?"

Discord claps his hands together, sitting up on his cotton candy cloud "Oh! This is just too rich!"

"What, Discord?"

Discord slides off his cloud, hovering to a window to Luna's right "You're still on that? That I changed her memories? And everyone else's in the entire world?"

Luna lifts a hoof, staring at him "...Yes, We do. What exactly art thou trying to accomplish by telling Us otherwise?"

Discord facepalms"And you still don't get it! It's never even occurred to you, has it?"

"What?"

Discord looks up at her, a very smug grin spreading across his lips "The entire world, Luna? Really? Including Celestia, and several other very powerful magicians under your command? Come now, even I'm not that powerful."

Luna shakes her head "We do not know what thou art tryin-"

Discord cuts her off, smirking "Still don't get it, huh?"

Luna sighs and turns around "Thou art wasting Our time here." She starts moving away from him, not that there's really anywhere else to go inside this small room. But then Discord speaks again, very smugly, and that causes her to stop.

"Hasn't it ever occurred to you... that I would absolutely *love* fabricating every. single. fake memory that would cause you to question yourself? Hasn't it ever occurred to you that your memories could be the fake?"


Luna sits upright in bed, waking up and ending her dream. She sighs quietly, rolling over and angrily burying her face in a pillow. May the gods damn you to the depths of hell, Discord.. I will send you there, myself..

She sighs again, feeling the heat of her breath on her face through the pillow.

Last night Luna spent several more hours in the massive Canterlot Restricted Archives, of course, looking for a solution. And once again, she found nothing worth trying. The captain of Luna's personal guard, the Lunar Shadows, helps her search every night. Priestess is the only person Luna has ever trusted to talk to about this.. problem, at all. It really does help to have someone to talk to.

She decides to find Priestess, which shouldn't be too hard, considering she's the head of her bodyguard. Luna slowly stands up on her bed, flicking her ears a few times. Walking toward the door leading to the winding staircase down to the base of the tower, Luna forces herself to recall the area of the library she searched last night. She'll move on from it later.

A Lunar Shadow operator greets Luna once she opens the door.

"Where is Priestess?"

"The throne room, Princess."

"Very well. Thank you."

Luna does not feel like flying, so she begins her descent down the stairwell. The operative follows her down then is joined by the other three LA agents, who were hovering around the tower protecting Luna in her sleep, once they both step outside.