A Request
by MonochromaticPrincess Luna still found immense comfort in the dream realm. As much as it excited her to be able to actually discover and move around New Equestria, her home—beyond wherever Pinkie was—was the dream realm and all its wonders—the one place she truly felt belonged to her.
But on that night, as she entered her realm, surrounded by thousands of multi-colored doors, she knew something was different.
Namely, that she was not alone.
With a spark of magic, the scenery around her changed. The doors faded away, the expanse disappeared, and instead, she found herself in a vast, sunlit meadow with a great, blue lake in the middle.
Twilight Sparkle was there too, standing in the middle of the lake and looking down into the water.
Her demeanor was…not concerning, but different. Even from afar, Princess Luna could tell her young friend was troubled. Her ears were lowered, and her tail was all but stuck between her legs.
Taking her time, Princess Luna made her way to Twilight Sparkle, stepping onto the water’s surface and only vaguely listening to the splish splash of her steps.
It wasn’t until Twilight acknowledged her by lifting her ears that the princess spoke.
“Twilight Sparkle,” she said, a hint of a tease in her words. “I’m surprised to see you here. I was not under the impression you loved dream-walking so much.”
Twilight laughed, turning to the princess. “Honestly, after everything that happened at Hollow Shades, I think I’ve done enough dream-walking for a while.”
And yet, Princess Luna wanted to say, here you are.
But before she could do so, Twilight continued the conversation.
“How is it going for you? Dream-walking, I mean. Now that you have access to all of Equestria?”
Princess Luna didn’t know quite how to reply. It was a lot, certainly, but she wasn’t one to admit that.
“It’s complicated,” she settled on instead.
“I bet,” Twilight replied, looking back down at her reflection. “I saw all the doors when I got here earlier. I counted six-hundred-thirty-four just in one area.”
Princess Luna raised an eyebrow. “You counted?”
“You were taking a long time!” Twilight protested, her defensiveness melting away when Princess Luna laughed.
“Be that as it may, you are right. There are thousands of doors now, which is certainly not the same amount as the couple dozen I was used to.”
Twilight hummed, mulling that over.
“How are they taking to you?” she asked.
“What do you mean?”
“How’re they reacting to you, I mean. What do you present yourself as?”
“Ah.” Like Twilight, the princess turned her eyes towards the water and stared back at herself. “I present myself as who I am. Our myth is so commonplace, I’ve found the majority of ponies trust the ‘Lost Princess of Dreams’.” Her reflection smirked back at her. “I admit it’s been pleasant to see just how many of our ponies have stopped their own nightmares to briefly express I’m their favorite.”
She expected Twilight to laugh at that, or even make a snide comment, but the younger alicorn simply continued to look at the water, her brows creased with thought.
“That’s good, actually.”
“How so?”
Twilight cocked her head to the side, clearly trying to form her ideas. “Well… When we eventually have to come clean to Equestria about… well, us? There’ll be some precedent. Evidence that we’ve always existed, even if it was in their dreams.”
“Interesting.”
“What about Hollow Shades?” Twilight asked next. “How is everything over there?”
“Hollow Shades is doing well. I’m grateful the majority of the town is willing and eager to keep our secret until the time is right to come out with it.”
A pause hung in the air.
“Should…” Twilight’s voice was quiet now, her eyes piercing her own in the water. “Should we even come out with it?”
“…Explain,” Princess Luna requested, intrigued as much as she was perplexed.
Twilight faltered. “It’s been so long,” she said, eventually, every word walking over a delicate thread. “It’s not as if you or Princess Celestia will have power or influence anymore, and I know ‘Denza’ intends to name a successor the moment we’re done with all of this.”
“That could be you,” Princess Luna ventured. “I am aware you are convinced Celestia only ascended you for show but—”
“‘Was’ convinced,” Twilight interrupted, rather forcefully.
The princess smiled affectionately. “My apologies, you’re correct. Though you were once convinced your ascension was merely for show, the truth is my sister did intend for you to rule at one point.”
Twilight snorted. “Me? Rule? I wasn’t ready back then when I knew Equestria, and I’m definitely even less ready now with this Equestria I barely know.” She hesitated. “We don’t have to rule? Why should we? We’re so out of touch and have been through so much that coming out with the truth would make everything complicated. Why can’t we just… not come out with it? And live normal lives?”
Princess Luna grinned. “Normal as in living in Ponyville inside Carousel Boutique and having to do nothing but gaze into Rarity’s eyes?”
“No,” Twilight immediately said, before allowing herself a giggle. “Well. Maybe.”
As much as teasing Twilight Sparkle was a righteous endeavor, the Princess knew her friend was seeking wisdom, not amusement. So, she sobered up and spoke:
“Unfortunately, we cannot hide our wings under cloaks for the rest of our lives. Furthermore, just because we are indeed not a myth and the whole of Equestria learns as much doesn’t mean we have to do anything. Frankly, I don’t want to do anything aside from my dream-walking duties.” She extended her wings. “A normal life as myself sounds ideal.”
“Do you know what you want to do once this is all over?” Twilight asked.
Princess Luna shrugged. “Not entirely. I’ve not given it much thought beyond knowing I will follow Pinkie wherever she goes.”
Twilight laughed. “Oh? For your entire life?”
“Not mine, but hers,” Princess Luna replied, casually. “I don’t think I can follow Pinkie for the rest of my life unless I want to sit by a gravestone for millennia.”
Immediately, Twilight’s delight died.
“Oh,” she said, contrite. “I… Uhm…”
“It is one of the drawbacks of being a natural-born alicorn.” She observed her hoof which remained the same as it had for the majority of her life. “Agelessness is both a blessing and a curse.”
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
The princess glanced at her, unperturbed. “Why are you sorry, Twilight Sparkle? I am not sad about what awaits me.”
Twilight composed herself. “I guess I would be. Or I know I would be. When I was in the library and thought I’d never be freed, the idea of having to live through Rarity getting old and dying was…” She smiled wryly. “I didn’t take that well when I realized. The fact that she was just a second in my life, and she’d be gone just as fast…”
Princess Luna hummed. “That is certainly a way to look at it. A very pessimistic one, but a way indeed. I’m quite grateful for the fact that I will have a second with Pinkie Pie, and then with her children, and with their children, and so on until I run out of seconds to live.”
Twilight snorted, levity returning to her. “The Shadow of the Pie family.”
“You jest, but if it were up to Pinkie, that would be my title.” She allowed herself a smirk. “She had a date with a stallion yesterday, and she insisted I attend as well.”
“She what?”
“We are… What did she say? A package deal, and since first dates are supposedly to get to know one another, she insists her beau must know and like me, as well.”
Twilight laughed, clearly unsure how to even react. “And you went? Princess, that’s—I’m sorry, but that’s kind of… weird.”
“Oh, make no mistake, I agree. Even though we ended up having a pleasant time with him after a very uncomfortable first hour, I wouldn’t do it again. In fact, I knew I shouldn’t have done it in the first place.”
“Then why did you do it?”
“I was hungry, they were going to a neighboring town, and I was quite done with foals insisting I take them on flights all day.”
Twilight grinned. “I guess that’s fair.”
“It is,” Princess Luna said pleasantly until she gave Twilight A Look. “But though we’ve talked about many things, I gather we haven’t yet touched on the reason why you’re actually here, have we, Twilight Sparkle?”
Caught, Twilight looked back down at the water. “No, we haven’t.”
“What is it?”
Twilight took a breath, steadying herself. “Princess, you told me once that you can… extract memories from ponies. Things that were even suppressed. Is that true? Can you really do that?”
This took the princess by surprise. Why was Twilight asking about that?
“I can,” she said, carefully. “It is a type of very advanced dream-walking magic and a very dangerous one at that. To extract memories from somepony is, in many ways, the highest violation of their privacy. I’ve only done it very few times when I saw no way to move forward with a troubled pony.”
She paused.
“Why do you ask?”
Twilight was hesitant to answer, still staring at her reflection. Eventually, she swallowed her fears and said, “I need you to do that.”
“…On who?”
“On me.” At Princess Luna’s surprised expression, she continued, nerves fraying her words, “I need a memory from when I was younger. Much younger. From when—” She paused, unable to look the princess in the eyes. “From when I was friends with Discord.”
The Princess bristled at that.
“Twilight Sparkle,” she said, gravely. “There is danger in revisiting memories such as those. Some things are faded memories not just because of time passing, but because our mind has forgotten them for a reason.”
“I know that, Princess Luna, but the memory isn’t for me.” Finally, she looked at the older alicorn. “I’m not the one who needs to see it, which is why even if I knew how to extract them, I’m afraid I might subconsciously tamper it if I’m the one extracting it”
Princess Luna frowned. “Who needs to see it, then?”
Twilight shook her head. “Rarity.” She faltered again, unsure. “Or, I don’t know if she needs to see it. Maybe she shouldn’t. But I want her to see it. I think it would help her understand.”
“Help her understand? Understand what?” Princess Luna questioned, disconcerted by Twilight’s gravity. “What memory? Where is this coming from?”
A silence hung between them, one that felt eternal and grew Princess Luna’s worries with every passing second until Twilight finally spoke.
“Discord visited us in Ponyville with information on how to free Cadance.”
Another silence fell.
“I see,” Princess Luna eventually replied. She adjusted her wings and cleared her throat. “You know, Twilight Sparkle, you really should have led with that.”
Wow… Two TEC chapters in a single month…. Miracles DO happen!
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Rereading the series so far, it’s amazing how effortlessly it pulls you in. I’m hoping the TEC is continued sometime soon. Sitting in a dialysis chair three times a week for hours on end waiting for a machine to do for me what I used to have kidneys for is torment enough. Being able to spend some of that time reading a truly exceptional story is what makes it bearable.
I’m hoping Twilight and Rarity’s story comes to a thorough (and throroughly romantic) conclusion sometime soon! 🙂
thank you for the lovely story! i hope it continues once you’re ready <3 thank you for exploring these topics, and you're appreciated
Mono, I felt compelled by your update to let you know what you’ve done for me. I tried to see if I’d ever commented on your fics before, but I couldn’t find anything. I regret not commenting before, but now I want to tell you that TEL really affected me. It felt more than a story to me when I first read it. I was absolutely addicted, I stayed up all night just to binge it. It felt real to me. For a long time, it was all I could think about. But it’s been a while now, so I don’t remember all my feelings. I know that when Rarity was cursed, I couldn’t touch the fic, I was so absolutely depressed just like her, it felt like there was nothing she could do. It was so real to me how desperate Rarity was and how badly injured she was, it really hurt to see her crumble like that. And I could go on about the major story beats I remember like Rarity and Twilight using their necklaces for the first time, the dragons, Twilight escaping finally, etc. But I want you to know that I never fell out of love for your TEL series. It took me a while to find out that you that the third one, TEC, and when I did it was like christmas and my birthday and summer vacation and whatever else all on the same day, I binged through what you had so far, and me being me, I bookmarked this site and even had it up on my computer constantly for a month or two, just so I could catch any update to it.
It’s been a long time since then. I forget a lot of things, so I forgot about fimfiction, moving on to Ao3 after getting obsessed with fnaf and finding blorbos and skrunklies to love. But I never ever gave up your series. I’ve done a lot, grown some and have even started writing fics on Ao3.
I wanted you to know, that though I lurked on your fics, they’ve always stuck with me. I want you to know that even if you never finish TEC or never come back to it again, or decide writing just isn’t your thing anymore.. or if you ever.. slip and stumble or even give up, that I will always remember these stories and the person who made them. That I was changed and affected by your words and that no matter what happens or what you decide, I’ll always be satisfied that I got to read so much about the world you made. I’m sorry if this is sad, or it feels like a goodbye, it’s not. Learning that you’re digging yourself out of the burdens you were once under made me reflect on how much you’ve affected me, knowing that the mean parts of you tell you that no one would care if you update because it’s been so long, it makes me regret not commenting more on your series and tell you how I eagerly but patiently await new updates. Because I promise you, I’ll always come back here eventually to check in on you or the fic. I’m sorry if I overwhelm you or anything, I just wanted you to know how much you, not just your fics, mean to me.
I hope life treats you better and that you get what you want most out of life. I wish you all the good things and when things aren’t good, I wish for things to get better sooner rather than later.
Trying to read between the lines of the first chapter, I’m thinking Discord needs the princesses for something, which he can’t have or get as long as they’re trapped. So what was “fitting punishment” in his eyes all those years ago, is now a hindrance to his intentions. So ironically, he’d have to free the ponies to get what he wants. Just a theory, but it seems to fit the facts so far.
Of course, if that’s even remotely true, it kinda suggests freeing the princesses, even unlocking the power of the Elements of Harmony, might not be what the story is actually *about*. Wouldn’t that be interesting? If the whole point of the story, and the final confrontation, couldn’t happen until after all the princesses were freed?
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Okay, so I'm kinda hoping there's many more stories after this one. 🙂
I have the Feeling Discord has do the same as Celestia with Luna.
He Banished the Princesses for their Betrayal.
If I remember right, the Princesses have start to mistrust Discord and wanted him to be rid of in some Kind.
Discord has found that out and punished them for their doing for 1000 Years.
Like we have read it in the Prolouge, he was it who has start the Search for the Princesses.
If he had done nothing, Rarity had never found the Library and Twilight.
I not think Discord is the Villian here, it is maybe Celestia.
Discord just has mix his Princess Prisions with a Riddle, a Riddle who can just be solved by the trapped Princess herself.
That’s why he can not free them himself.
I guess he think after 1000 Years the Punishment was enough, so he gave Rarity and Twilights Hints so they can solve the Riddle.
Telling them the Solution would be cheating and the Princesses should proove themself as worthy to be free.
It really is nice to see how far these characters have all come. Something about this story that I’ve found really nice is that it features characters who have already overcome their “main” internal personal conflict, which is normally when stories end.
It’s kind of a similar thing to how a lot of romance stories end with the hookup, but there’s so much more to explore in the “what happens after that standard character stopping point” and it’s nice to see someone writing that. Definitely looking forward to seeing how these all-grown-up characters handle Discord in the coming chapters.
I’m guessing that Discords reasoning for helping is much simpler than anyone suspects… Noone sets up a game and then has fun when the players give up. If Discord truelly wanted them trapped for as long as they have been he wouldn’t have even bothered giving them a way out. He is helping in his annoying way because he is bored of it all.
Heh… the idea of Pinkie bringing Luna along on a first date is hilarious! That’s quite a relationship to puzzle out over dinner.
I liked the optimistic perspective on Alicorn longevity as well…. And I’m looking forward to seeing the memory in question!
And of course now I can log in. Wish I could delete that other comment and re-do it now. @_@
I can delete it if you want! ahahaha
Also, re: your thing, in retrospect I realize I never addressed it but in my mind it was always they can’t disclose until Discord is dealt with because otherwise it would mean revealing to Equestria that Discord is free and able to attack if he wants! Or at least that’s my justification ((granted because I don’t want to spend chapters having to contend with that…. shhhh))
I was really wondering why they hadn’t revealed themselves to Equestria yet, gotten the official backing of the crown, etc. In fact, I swore I’d left a comment previously about that, but I can’t find it now? Maybe I dreamed it…
Also, I seem unable to log in atm.
Oh?
And yet you’re here.
You would.
That DOES sound fun.
Excellent point.
I’m afraid I don’t follow.
I can think of a worse fate.
Oh. Right. Immortal.
I suppose you would have had time to come to terms with it.
You joke, but she WOULD be that if Pinkie has any say in the matter.
Pfft! She would.
Yeah, that’s fair.
Yeah, she really buried the lead on that one.
I shall party raucously in your honor.