Moonlight on the Water (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3
>With hands shaking feverishly, you somehow manage to stuff tobacco into your pipe.
>A quick flick of the wrist and the tip of the match produces a small flame. You inhale sharply, drawing the flame in and igniting the tobacco.
>Even the heavenly aroma of your favourite brand was having troubles keeping your nerves calm down.
>As you sat across the room from the winged horse, you weren’t even sure if what you heard from it was real.
>Your ears were still ringing from the loud booming voice that it produced.
>This was impossible. No creature on God’s earth can talk. This thing isn’t even suppose to exist.
>Maybe you have gone insane.
>Or was this all just a convincing dream conjured up from your vivid imagination?
>You pinch yourself on the inner part of your thigh and felt a sharp pain.
>Definitely awake.
>Licking your dry parched lips, you desperately wanted to get up and find something to drink. But the thought of moving about scared you, lest you were to awaken the creature and incur its wrath.
>It’s eye glowed intensely, and its feminine voice spoke of ‘we’.
>As far as you are aware, there was only it and you in the forecastle and nothing else. Is it possible for there to be a ghostly apparition hidden from your sight somewhere on the ship?
>Maybe that’s what this creature was referring to.
>But what bothered you most was how the voice you heard it speak in your dream was similar to the one it just used. How could you have recognized it beforehand if it didn’t speak until now?
>It did not sound too pleased knowing it was bounded by rope.
>Had you the courage you would undo the rope, but that would present two problems.
>First being that you do not know what it’s capable of doing; or just how angry it will be with you once it’s free.
>And second, seeing as it has wings, it will most likely take off. Thus your chance for fame and fortune are out the window.
>Whatever sorcery it was trying to perform, it didn’t seem like it could do so. Maybe it was too tired.
>But if it can talk, then maybe it can be reasoned with.
>That is, of course, if it doesn’t try to kill you.
>Finally your hunger and thirst get to you. It was time to eat and you can’t sit here forever until it wakes up again.
>You felt tempted to get more rope to bind the creature, but that would probably make it angrier.
>Slowly and methodically, you get up on your feet and slowly walk out of the room as quietly as possible.
>Once you made it out, you headed for the cargo to get some food.
>Looking at your selections, you took more food than you usually did.
>Grabbing a canteen of water, you chug it down and felt refreshed almost instantly.
>You didn’t even bother putting food on a plate; you just took whatever looks good and ate it.
>Just as you took the last bite, you felt nauseous in your stomach. You remembered how you didn’t have a compass, and now you’re good as lost.
>In the back of your mind, you figured that you can travel towards the setting sun and travel west, but there was no way of knowing how far south or north you’ve drifted.
>Taking a set of stairs nearby, you went back up to the top deck to take a look.
>As you were greeted by the sun, all around you was nothing but the blue sea. It was high noon wherever you were, and it was difficult to tell which way to steer your ship.
>You remember a trick to calculating your position using a clock; in this case you had one. But there’s a small problem with that.
>Accuracy.
>If a clock if off even by one minute, it can mislead all calculations. Given that you haven’t been keeping track of the navigations for the past 12 hours, it was pointless to even try.
>It was best to wait till dusk, only then might you have a chance to make it back to the mainland.
>Even if you weren’t headed straight for home, the best you could do was find a port, restock and navigate from there.
>You took a look at your map and saw the last of your markings that you made. It would seem that your last coordinates were at Latitude 52. 016 and Longitude -36.386
>That’s almost centre of the Atlantic Ocean, but you couldn’t be sure of how far the current and winds took you off course since then.
>Oh, what you wouldn’t do for a sextant right now. Dead reckoning was useless at this point.
>With not much to do at the moment, you went back down to the cargo hold. There you found your diary and made another entry.
Day 35: I was out late navigating last night when the star I’ve mentioned previously wasn’t just a star. From the heavens fell this magnificent creature; a winged horse with a single horn upon its head. I know how maddening this sounds, but I swear this is true. Its coat is of dark blue like the oceans depth and the mane is ghostly in appearance. I do not know if this animal is from heaven or hell, but I don’t think it’s too happy being here at the moment. It spoke to me. I believe it called itself Luna, which is queer for on its flank is a drawing of a crescent moon. This is a once in a life time discovery.
>Finishing your entry, you decided it was time to try and make peace with this ‘Luna’, if that was its name.
>Maybe once it wakes up and sees some food, then it might understand that you mean no harm.
>What would a mythical horse animal eat anyways?
>Maybe water and some biscuits for now, but you had other selections as well.
>Grabbing a biscuit and filling a bowl with some water, you carefully navigate your way to the forecastle where the animal was still sleeping.
>Setting the food down next to it, you knelled at its side and hesitated whether or not you should wake it up.
>Time to take that chance.
>At first you softly stroke the back, you weren’t intending on shaking the poor thing awake.
>Then you recall that pulling the wing made it wake up in the first place. As you move your hand over the wing, the animal takes in a deep breath and you see that it’s starting to wake up.
>You quickly back off, just in case it tries to do anything.
>It blinks a few times and like before, it tilts its head up and looks right at you.
>You put both hands up, open palm as a reassuring gesture.
It’s okay... I’m not going to hurt you. I brought food.
>You gesture to the bowl of water and the biscuit that lay before it.
>With a snort, the animal turns its head up, as if to say it refuses. It flicks the bowl of water over with its front hoof and knocks the bread away.
Did I offend you?
>The horse could only stare at you, as if to say yes and that it despised you.
Is there anything I can do for you?
>”THOU CAN BEGIN BY FREEING US FROM THIS PRISON!” it began to shout at you. The whole ship seemingly vibrates.
>You instinctively raise your arms over your face.
>This was incredibly surreal; an animal that can really talk.
>Not only did you find a unicorn and pegasus type animal, but it can talk just like a human being.
Would it be possible for you to not yell at me? I mean well, honestly.
>Her expression of grimace didn’t change, but it started to talk normally and it did sound female indeed. “We do not need your charity. Undo these bindings and we shall be on our way.”
What do you mean by ‘we’? There is only you and me here.
>”That is how we talk. It is tradition to speak using the royal ‘we’.”
>The royal ‘we’ and usage of archaic language? This creature was from royalty?
Uh, I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot. My name is Anon. What’s yours?
>The horse just snorts angrily at you once more, “It would be wise to release me, otherwise you will be thrown in the dungeon for enslaving a princess of Equestria!”
>This was getting odd really quick.
You’re a princess you say? How can a horse be a princess? And what’s this Equestria place you mentioned?
>The princess stamps her hoof onto the wooden floor in annoyance, “I will not be interrogated by some filthy monkey until you release me!”
Okay, I’ll release you, but just promise you won’t fly away!
>”What makes you think we want to stay around?” the creature demanded.
>Now wouldn’t be the best time to admit you planned on exposing it to the world to profit off it. You’ll just have to make nice for now.
Well, it’s just that...
>”Yes?” the sound in her voice was growing more impatient.
We’re on a ship in the middle of the ocean. I’m the only one here and it gets lonely. Some company would be nice for a change, wouldn’t you agree?
>She seemed to have been taken back by your statement, but she is already determined to not stay. Rising to her hooves she shakes her head.
>”That is none of my concern, just release me and I will be on my way home back to Canterlot,” one of her mighty majestic wings unfolds, and as the other one starts to unfold she winces in pain and the wing quickly retracts.
>Just like a child pulling away an injured hand.
>She starts to buckle and slowly lowers herself to the ground while gritting her teeth. Her wing was injured from the fall; she can’t fly away.
>You go to her side to assist her, but she is still not ready for you to get that close, “WE DO NOT NEED YOUR HELP, KNAVE.”
I only want to help, Luna.
>It felt weird to say its name, but to her even you weren’t worthy of speaking it. “You shall address me as; Your Royal Highness!”
Uh, yes Your Royal Highness. Here, let me take this rope off.
>You quickly untie the knot and pull of the rope off her neck.
You should take it easy. Falling from the sky can’t be easy on the body.
>Exacerbated, she looks up to you, “What are you talking about?”
>Sitting by her side, you begin to explain to her the events that proceeded.
Last night, I saw the North Star shine the brightest I have ever seen. At first I believed it to be a trick of my imagination; perhaps I’ve been out at sea for too long.
>Luna listens to your words cautiously, but still somewhat skeptical.
High above I hear a loud ‘boom’ and there falling straight at me was you, apparently. I took evasive action to avoid a collision and you landed in the water. I went in to retrieve you.
>You pause briefly, almost expecting her to say something. But she only eyes you carefully, as if she was judging what you told you.
I know it sounds rather odd, but you’ll have to forgive me for tying you up like that. You’re nothing like I’ve ever seen before. Nothing like you has ever existed.
>”What do you mean?” she asks.
>How were you to word this exactly? She seemed intelligent enough to probably understand what you’ll say next, but even she seems perplex at how she ended up here.
Well, Luna-
>”Your Royal Highness, thank you very much!” she barks at you rather harshly.
>You paused for a moment and corrected yourself.
Your Royal Highness... a creature such as yourself only exists in myth and fairy tales here.
>She was taken aback by your statement. Luna probably realized that if she wasn’t recognized, that could only mean one thing.
>”Are you saying we’re not in the land of Equestria?” she asked.
>What a peculiar name. You could’ve sworn you have heard that word somewhere before. The term 'equine' comes to mind.
I don’t believe I’ve ever heard of such a place. Is that somewhere in Europe?
>”Your-Up?” she asked inquisitively.
>Oh dear, it seems that she isn’t even from this world. So finally you ask the all important question.
What are you, exactly?
>”If you must know, I am Princess Luna of Equestria. An alicorn who resides and protects her kingdom. But if anyone is asking questions, it shall be me.” She huffs.
>Rather bossy for a horse, in your opinion.
An alicorn you say? I never heard of such a thing before.
>This was incredibly dreamlike. Here you have a fantastic creature that will bring you fame and fortune!
>Finally, something to put all your troubles behind you...
>But then you remembered her.
>It was cloudy that day, and a wind blew in from the ocean too.
>That solid pine wood box lowered into the cold, unforgiving earth.
>Your family did not share with you the grief you felt. But it still felt like a kind gesture for them to be with you.
>You can’t cry.
>You shouldn’t cry.
>You did not cry.
>After the priest was finished with the service, your family departed while you stood there in front of the grave.
>While they stood afar, all you could do was stand there feeling helpless and responsible for what has transpired.
>”Never stop loving...” was what she last said to you.
>You knew it in your heart that you would never stop loving her. Even in death you knew she will be with you always.
>The intense pain slowly went away after a few days.
>But the dull, aching pain still resounded in your heart, soul and mind.
>Why was it so hard to move on when you still love someone?
>The princess shook her hoof in front of your face, “Excuse me.”
>You blink and look up to her with a flustered look.
Oh! I’m terribly sorry, is there something you need?
>”Yes, I would like to get out of this place. I require some fresh air and food.”
>You look down to the bowl that was flipped over and the biscuit off to the side. Perhaps she did not like biscuits...
>Getting up to your feet, you stretch your arms out to the side with a groan.
Yes, I think some fresh air will do us both some good. Just mind your step.
>You lead the way and walk up the small flight of stairs to the deck.
>Shielding your eyes from the bright sun, you look back to make sure that the alicorn was following.
>As her head pokes through, she winces and closes her eyelids for a moment. “For how long was I asleep?” she inquired.
Half a day I believe. You were unconscious when I found you.
>As you tended to the ship making sure everything was secure, Princess Luna walked around the deck.
>She gazed out towards the vast stretches of water. All around there was nothing.
>”I fell from the sky you said?”
Yes, it was quite a spectacular sight. Not the landing I mean. It was like a beacon shining from the heavens above to the north.
>”The north?” her eyes traced along the sky. Seeing as how it was high noon, there was no sure was to tell where north was.
Don’t worry your highness. Once we get out bearings, we’ll make due west, head home and resupply.
>As you made your way to the steering, Luna carried this sense of urgency with her.
>”But, we should be heading north, no?”
>The truth was, you probably had enough supplies to make the trip up north to the southernmost part of Greenland.
>But even then you would have to resupply for the both of you.
>You didn’t intend to head north. Not now.
>Not ever.
Why do we need to head north?
>”That’s where you say I fell from the sky. I believe I need to head there in order to go back.”
>You can’t let her know your true intentions.
>This was something that the world needed to see.
I’m terribly sorry that you’re a long way from home. But we can’t just head north without proper provisions.
>Princess Luna sighed. It didn’t make you feel good to lie, but there was much at stake here.
It’ll be quicker to get ourselves some supplies so we can make the trip safely.
>As you looked to Luna, she has already sat down next to you.
>Her head was hanging rather low.
Would you like something to eat? I’m afraid I might not have the most delectable of treats, but an equine of your stature might find something palatable.
>”I am no longer hungry thank you,” her voice seeping with contempt. “The sooner we resupply the better.”
>You had difficulty finding the right words to say.
>But then you had a thought.
>Since the both of you had all the time until you made it back home, why not get to know it a bit better?
How about something to drink?
>Luna continues to ignore you as she sulks.
>For being royalty, she was acting like a child.
>Now now, you shouldn’t be so quick to judge.
>The poor thing is hurt, and wants to get home as soon as possible.
>Just try to get her to talk. That’s all you can hope for.
So uh, what can you tell me ab-
>”What are you, exactly?” she interrupted.
I beg your pardon?
>She rolls her eyes at you, “What manner of creature are you? I’ve naught seen anything like you before.”
>This was unexpected.
>She was asking you the questions now.
Well, your highness, I am a human being.
>Luna processed the thought for a moment before trying to repeat, “A hoo-mun bean?”
>Close enough, you guess.
Yes, we are primates. Kind of like... monkeys I suppose. Of course we walk around on two feet as you can clearly see.
>Luna raises an eyebrow, as if she wasn’t wholly convinced. She might have thought you were pulling her leg.
>”What kind of monkey has no fur?”
I have an encyclopedia in my collection about us if you want to know more.
>”No no, that will be quite fine,” she dismisses you with a wave of her hoof. “I do see that you have neither wings nor a horn. Does that make you an earth hue-mon?”
I-I’m sorry, but I don’t understand what you mean.
>”Where I’m from, pony kind is separated into three races. Earth, Unicorn and Pegasi. I see you have neither, so I assume you are of the earth variety.”
>A world filled with mystical ponies, the guys at home will be laughing all the way to the bank for sure.
We humans do not possess wings or a horn.
>”Then how do you who-mans get anything done without flight or magic?” she inquired.
You see this ship?
>You gestured to the structure you both stood on.
>”Yes, what about it?”
We did that. Nothing but calculations and hard labour.
>”Oh, so you’re much like an earth pony then.”
Well, no b-
>”It concerns me naught. I assume there is more of your kind back home?” she glances up to you as you continue to navigate the ship.
It’s a small quaint town, but I think you’ll find its residence most exhilarated when you make your appearance.
>”Why would you say that?”
As I’ve said, nothing of your kind has ever existed; only in fairy tales and myth.
>”Let’s just hope I receive a warmer welcome there than you have,” her icy cold glare catching you off guard.
>Even after all you try, she was still resenting you.
Many apologies, your highness. I know it must not be easy waking up only to find yourself tied up. But from my point of view, I didn’t know what or who you are.
>With a snort she turns her gaze away from you.
Let’s try to make the best of this situation, eh?
>Neither of you spoke for a while.
>Just the sound of the wind with the waves working against your schooner.
>As you stare off into the distance, you remember the times when she would get upset at you.
>No big arguments, mind you.
>Gwyneth felt that you let your mind wonder off on its own.
>Although it was one of the things she loved you for when you were both younger, she felt as though you held onto it for too long.
>You were growing up and it was time to move on.
>Claimed that you were afraid of letting go.
>To you that was an unfair judgement on her part.
>”Hum-mun, fetch me some water, will you?” her voice snapping you out of your daydream.
Oh, uh... yes. I’ll get you some.
>Ignoring her horrible pronunciation of the word human, you go to find some water for the alicorn.
>It didn’t even strike you that she didn’t even bother calling you by name.
>Heading below, you found some canisters of fresh water and promptly brought one of them back up to her.
>Without thought, you place it in front of her as you return to your spot at the helm.
>Luna screens the canister with curiosity.
>Closing her eyes, she strains as if attempting to make the canister open without touching it.
>Nothing happens.
>A sense of dread and panic fills the air around her silently.
>You look over to her to see if she was able to get a drink, but her expression of worry changes to that of annoyance quickly.
>”It is impolite to not pour a drink for a lady,” she scoffs at you “But if you would rather disappoint a princess...”
>You sought to rectify the situation.
I’m terribly sorry. I had forgotten that you don’t have hands.
>Immediately you open the container for her, it was filled right to the top and was guaranteed to be the freshest water you had.
>With a frown, Luna grabs the water with her mouth and with a quick tilt drinks down all the water.
>She finishes it off with a satisfied sigh.
If you want anything to eat, just let me know. You should be relaxing and getting your strength back.
>The dark blue mare did not respond. She simply sat next to you by the helm as you continued to navigate through the small waves.
>Time went by, and soon the sun was beginning to show you the way west.
>The way home.
>After turning your ship west, you went to map and tried your best to calculate where you should be.
>Curse this ocean and its lack of islands!
>Frustrated at your situation, you groan and took your spot back at the wheel.
>Breaking the silence, you began to ask Luna more questions about the world she was from.
>She wasn’t too specific at first, but it sounded like it was a place govern by magic and was a peaceful place.
>A regular utopia.
>However, Luna would stop talking and resume looking out to the sky.
>More specifically, out to the northern skies.
>After a while, she finally breaks the uneasy silence, “If the sun is moving across the sky, then maybe it’s a sign from my dear sister.”
I beg your pardon?
>”It’s just that my sister, Princess Celestia is responsible for the sun. Every morning she will make the sun rise, and it would slowly make its way across the sky. It’s something she’s been doing for the past 1000 years...”
>”.... and even before that...” there was a notable change in her tone.
>If what this mare said was true, this other alicorn had the power to move the sun across the heavens.
>This was unthinkable.
How is that even...?
>You were unable to finish your question. Is Luna capable of the same feat?
>”I guess to someone like you it sounds.... ridiculous. But believe me, my words are true. If the sun is moving across the sky now, my sister must be somehow moving it, even here.”
>Her words seem to be hiding a sliver of hope.
>Hope that her sister was still with her.
>Luna seems to be comforted by her thoughts.
I highly doubt that, your highness.
>”What do you mean? Do you doubt my sister’s power?” her tone was becoming more upset.
That’s not what I mean. But our world is explained with science and fact. There’s no magic behind the sun rising and setting.
>”I wouldn’t expect a creature like a ho-men to understand. So instead I’ll show you.... Tonight as my sister sets the sun, I shall bring the moon up into full view.” You could feel the pride in her voice demanding respect and admiration.
>You couldn’t help but smirk at this magical horse and her determination to prove you wrong.
Well, it’s going to be a new moon tonight. Make it a full moon and it’ll make sailing much smoother.
>Luna laughs at your attempt to be humorous, “And since I am very generous, I will also bring out the stars for you to gaze upon.”
>Such a queer creature for being able to talk and think.
>”I shall rest for tonight’s rising of the moon. Wake me up once the sun has set,” Luna gets up to her feet and heads down below deck.
>It was already late afternoon at this time. You figured she best her some rest.
>At least she won’t be utterly disappointed if she’s well rested.
>Maybe people will find her endearing that she thinks she is able to move the sun and make stars appear.
>As the hours pass, the sun inched its way across the sky.
>Hues of blood orange and rosy pink fill the canvas above as the wind starts to cool down.
>Soon the sun was halfway below the horizon, the bright sphere making it difficult to see west.
>As the warm glow of the fading star was being overcome by the cooler tones of the night, you summoned Luna for her grand performance.
>Already you can see stars dot the sky.
>Just as you expected.
>As her head pokes out, she glances off to the side to see the sun has indeed set. “It is only fitting that you get to witness first hand, just how powerful the Princess of the Night really is.” She gloats.
>With your arms crossing your chest and a smirk plastered over your face, she glares at you for your smugness.
>Gesturing with your finger, you point up to the sky above.
And what do you call those again?
>The alicorn looked up to the heavens above; you could hear her almost gasp in surprise.
>Already in the sky stars began to appear.
>Teasing her anymore at this point might be a tad bit cruel. But for you, this was rather a delicious treat.
>For the first time, you’re the one proving someone wrong.
>You watched Luna as she closed her eyes and concentrated.
>As she closed her eyes tighter, you could see her mane begin to shimmer. Her mane becomes more translucent than before.
>Bright dots shimmer in her mane like glitter, almost like the Milky Way.
>The horn on her head began to glow.
>Maybe she could....
>But before your doubts were gone, the glowing in her horn quickly vanished.
>Luna had to stop in order to catch her breath.
Are you feeling alright?
>”I’m fine,” she snapped at you. She closes her eyes and strains to get her magic to work.
>You fix your eyes to the sky and looked for the dark moon, waiting for it to rise up any moment.
>Again, her horn shimmers as she concentrates with all her being into getting the moon to come into view.
>But it was no use.
>“I don’t understand what’s wrong,” the agony of defeat is a bitter thing to swallow.
>Even though it felt good to be right about something, seeing her sit there in despair made you feel...
Maybe you just need to rest some m-
>”If I need advice on magic from a hairless ape, I’ll be sure you ask you,” you could feel her resentment wash over you.
>Despite her rude behaviour, you kept it together and decided you needed the rest yourself.
I see. Well then, I’ll leave you be. I’m sure the Princess of the Night will do fine watching over this ship.
>As you head down and got ready for sleep, you still felt that she was reacting rather harshly to you.
>Maybe you were gloating too much?
>Or was she just being her royal self and needing to prove something to you?
>Either way, there was no sense in losing sleep over it.
>As you nestled into the firm bad, it wasn’t long before you began to drift off.
>The sooner you got home, the better.
>By then her magic might start working.
>Then maybe your life will begin to take a turn for the better.
>There was much to do when you return.
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>As you heard the music start, you knew your moment has come.
>”Come one, come all! See the amazing magical creature from another world!” a voice shouts out to the crowd.
>A dapper gentleman in a suit and a cane draws in a huge crowd in front of a circus tent.
>Behind him in a puppet theater, a small play begins to play.
>”Yessir, a brave and noble man sailed the seven seas in search of adventure!” the puppeteers bring up sea monsters, pirates and storms as your own puppet figure bravely fought through them.
>”He searched for treasure!” a treasure trove of gold and rare gems burst open and the miniature Anon puppet bathed himself in it, drawing a good laugh from the crowd.
>The puppet theater instantly disappears in a puff of smoke.
>The gentleman got their attention once more as he stroked his mustache, “Yes folks, he has seen it all. But in his travels he has found something even more spectacular!”
>The crowd hushed as they wanted to hear what he had to offer.
>”This man has made the discovery of the century that will be remembered for the ages!” he boasted.
>”In this tent, a creature so stunning, so majestic and so mystical it will defy mankind’s knowledge.”
>The people began to talk amongst themselves. What could be as breath-taking as what he’s describing?
>”For a small generous price, you will be the first to witness the new Wonder of the World! Set right up, get your ticket here!”
>As people began to trickle into the tent, more and more spectators gathered. People of all status were here to see you and your wonderful discovery.
>As your heart flutters in your chest, entertainers would dazzle the crowd with their acrobats and magic tricks.
>Just a little something to get the crowd warmed up.
>The time was now, you hear the announcer address the crowd.
>With a roar of applause, you make your way out to the centre ring. Behind you, being pulled by several draft horses, a large cart on wheels with a curtain draped over it was pulled in.
>One the cart was pulled around, it was brought to the very centre where it waited.
>The drum roll began to start as you stepped to the side of the display.
It is with great honour, to reveal to you a creature of unmatched beauty and legend. I present to you...
>The people in the crowd leaned forward in anticipation.
... Luna!
>With a pull of a drawstring, the curtains were pulled back to reveal the magical mare in all her glory.
>Her radiance was beaming as her mane shimmers and her horn seems to sparkle. There she stood tall and proud for the world to see.
>The spectators were in awe.
>A horse like creature that had both wings and a horn.
>Money began to shower down as you started to reap the benefits.
>Already you were given contracts and money to bring your discovery across the nation.
>No!
>The world...
>You could the people chanting your name as the money and fame kept pouring in.
>And yet, among the cheering your attention was caught by Luna who was staring at you from her cage.
>It would be best to let her know what this means for you both.
This is wonderful, is it not? We will both travel and with this money we can-
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>You were cut off by Luna as you watch her pass through the iron bars of the cart.
>She did not look happy at all.
>”So, this was your plan from the start?” she slowly walks up to you. “Putting me in a cage and making a profit off my imprisonment?”
>You felt a cold sweat coming on.
Well, I thought you... I figured we could be... partners, yes?
>The crowd overheard you talking to Luna. To them they only heard you babbling like a fool to the air and no one else.
>Soon their admiration turned into taunts and laughter.
>As they pointed and laughed, you couldn’t see Luna anywhere.
>All they saw was a fool with nothing to show for it. Nothing has changed.
>Just a fool.
>As their laughing became echoes in the corner of your thoughts, you woke up from your sleep.
>There sitting next to you was Luna who was glaring at you menacingly.
>It was almost as if she knew your intentions.
>And you’ve just been found out.