A Quest to Find MyselfI let myself be dominated again, be let down again. Actually it's very easy to push me down, people can do it without notice. Someone passes by, forms a wind current, and I lose my balance.A Quest to Find Myself by NinaAmon
Deep inside it's not their fault; it's me who doesn't have a solid base. I'm still not able to love myself. My mind is like a labyrinth and I must find myself, but there's a wall around me which I should break with a sledgehammer, though I all I have are my bare hands.
It's easier to break my hands than the wall. There must be another way.
Who put this wall there? And the labyrinth?
Was it myself, to shield myself from outer world?
Or did I just see people around me doing it, and I learned to do the same? No, that would be blaming them.
Maybe it's a mix of both. I don't know. I just know I must get to the end of the labyrinth and break this wall.
Nobody will hear me if I scream. I have to do this by myself.
Party. Sleep. Repeat.Luna walked through the streets of Canterlot, still hardly believing her eyes. The city was awake, even at night, and although she had spent the last months studying it from afar, being in the thick of things was an entirely different experience.Party. Sleep. Repeat. by APonyFarce
As much as she admired the city, she was a little uneasy. Her visit to Ponyville had gone well enough in the end, but only because she had deigned to visit on the one day ponies wanted to be scared by her. The citizens of Equestria had yet to really accept their second Princess, even in her own home; the frightened looks and furtive whispers from the courtiers in the castle were bad enough, even with Celestia there to set them straight, and Luna knew it would only be worse in the city proper. Ponies are always much more agitable when there are a lot of them all crammed into a small place, and cities didn't come much more cramped than Canterlot. If you introduce a herd of stre