Celestia was disappointed when I told her I was wintering with the night ponies. With our disagreement she fears our reconciliation will be a short one. I attempted to reassure her but she will still find the time to worry and fret over me every moment before I leave.

She has spent centuries mothering an entire nation and now I find being the center of such attentions to be a daunting prospect.

If she tries to tuck me in or read me a bedtime story she will find out for herself what it is like to be imprisoned in the moon.
-L