Dear reader,

I'm sorry I let you hanging in there. I'm still on the same bench like before. The pony that was coming towards me, wasn't coming towards me at all. He dashed past me, towards the village, in a great hurry. I wonder where he was going, and why he was in such a hurry.

He's a pegasus, and I think he was quite young. I couldn't see his cutie mark, I think he has none.

About that: my age. I knew my age when I am a human, but here, I think I am relatively young. You see, I haven't got my cutie mark yet. I wonder what my cutie mark will look like. I think that, in time, it'll appear. But I still can't help but wonder.

The wind is beginning to blow harder and harder. What was a breeze, is now beginning to get a bit real cold. The sky is beginning to darken. I need a place to stay for the night, and I think the town I just came from had a tavern.

So, I need to say goodbye again. Catch you later!

Dear reader,

I'm back again. And right now, I'm at a place I really hadn't expected to be!

It is dark outside, and the wind is howling through the branches outside of the wagon. A wagon? Yes, with Wing Noir. But, how did we come here? Well, let me explain.

Remember the running pegasus? Well, he wasn't running for fun.

When I went into town to find a place for the night, I saw something lying on the streets. I walked towards it. It turned out to be a hat, a fedora to be precisely. The breeze began to play with it, but before It could go away again, I catched it with the little levitation magic I had, preventing it to go away. Quickly, I grabbed it with my mouth. It was a nice hat, and I thought by myself, if nopony came looking for it, I'll keep it.

However, before I could put it on, the pegasus I saw before came running towards me. This time for real. He stopped in front of me, panting. "My... *wheeze* Hat…. *wheeze* That's mine…"

I looked at him. He has a ash-grey coat, and brown mane and tail. His eyes were a brown with many gold specks in them. He also wears a black-brownish trenchcoat, with two holes for his wings.

It might be strange, but at that moment I realized I had no idea how I looked like.

Anyhow, I opened my mouth to say something, but that made the hat escape. It danced away with the wind again, before I could grab it. So I attempted to catch it with my levitation spell – but before I could fail, he already had grabbed it with his mouth. And then, with one swift move, he had put it on his head.

"Oh, I… I'm sorry." I said, ashamed. He looked angry, and turned around to walk away, leaving me behind. That's not very nice, I thought by myself.

"Wait!" I yelled. He stopped and turned around.

"What?" he said, annoyed.

"I told you, I'm sorry that I dropped your hat."

"Apology accepted." , he said, sarcastic, and turned away to leave.

"Hey! Where are you going?" I said, and ran until I walked next to him.

"Away from here."

"That's not an answer."

"Yes, it is."

To be honest, I was taken aback from his coldness. In this world full of happy ponies, why was he so gruff?

"Wait! Can I know your name? Please?"

He huffed. "Why are you so stubborn?" He sighed. "My name is Wing Noir. If you really want to know where I'm going, I'm off to find… something. Now, go back home, and leave me be."

That comment struck me a bit. Home…

"I don't have a home."

He stopped and stared at me, surprised. "You don't?"

I shook my head. "No. I… I'm lost… and I don't know where to go."

Tears. There were tears in my eyes. I swear, I didn't mean for them to appear, but I guess the child in me came up again and began to cry. I missed home, and that's enough reason. Nevertheless, it was humiliating to be crying in front of everypony…

I heard him sigh. I looked up and saw he sat down next to me.

"I'm sorry. I… I'm lost too. I'm looking for my home, but I can't find it."

"I'll help you." I offered. He looked at me, surprised.

"Really? You want to help?"

I smiled through my tears. "Yes. Really."

He smiled back, a bit unsure. "Then, let's go."

And so, we walked out of the town, together.

Well, dear reader, now there rests only one more explanation before I can go to bed: how I came in the wagon.

Well, shortly after we left town, we took a wrong turn and ended up in a forest.

The forest was dark, and we already had traveled to deep in there to turn back. I couldn't look at the map, because the sun was already gone and the moon couldn't shine through the thick layers of leaves.

I felt as if many eyes were looking at us, and I think he felt so too. We had to find a place to spend the night, stat.

It was Wing Noir who caught sight of it. "Hey, look there!"

I tried to see through the bushes, but I couldn't. Or, wait…

"Is that… a wagon?"

I tried to do illumination with my horn, and I could send a little spark, just enough to see the wagon. It was old, and seemingly abandoned. The dust and the moss had covered the wagon's true colors, but I think it was used by travelling circus-ponies. It was beautifully decorated, or well, it used to.

"Let's take a look." , Noir said. I was a little afraid of what we would find, but I followed him.

Noir brushed some of the moss off, and revealed a door. The slot was rusty, and broke easily. The door slowly opened, creaking heavily. I gulped, and I could tell he did so too.

The wagon wasn't big, but it used to be a home to somepony. The interior smelled muff, but there was a bed/couch, a chair and some cupboards. Nopony was there.

We looked everywhere, but except some cups, plates and spare blankets we didn't find anything. We decided to sleep on the floor on the blankets, since the bed/couch didn't seem strong enough. There were some oil lamps and damp matches, but we found one that still worked, and created some light. In that light I am writing this now. Wing Noir is already sleeping.

Just one more thing: I found out how I look like. In one side of the wagon, there's a small kitchen. Inside one of the cupboard doors, there's a mirror.

Believe it or not, the first thing I noticed were my glasses. I was surprised, because I didn't feel it. The glasses were round, and orange. I noticed that I had soft, orange/yellow eyes.

My coat is purple. My mane is a bit wavy, with orange and yellow. My tail was wavy as well, but it had other colors: it was a bit darker purple then my coat and had bright, dark blue strikes. I also had freckles on my cheeks.

I smiled. I looked better than ever.

I feel I have to yawn – yes, I just yawned. It's time to sleep.

It's still raining outside, so I couldn't see the moon.

I'm going to walk to my blankets and curl up in them, pony-style, for the first time in my life.

Yes, it has been a long, long day, so now I'm going to lay my pen down and give my muzzle a little rest. It's a bit stiff from the writing.

Good night, dear reader. Good night.

*A little note here: Wing Noir belongs to TH3 BL1ND PR0PH3T*