This is the last Day 58 entry, I swear. (This confusing mess has been the longest day of my life. It feels closer to a year than a single day.)

Technically it's not even Day 58, but as I mentioned before I'm basing "Day" on sleep cycle. So it will be Day 59 now that I just woke up.

This time I don't remember what I was dreaming about when Princess Celestia pulled me into her dreamspace. The scene was oddly vacant: a grey, featureless floor that stretched to infinity, chilly air, dim lighting, and nothing else but her and me.

"Hello, Twilight. I hope you're well?" Celestia seemed normal, except one corner of her lip was twitching.

I shrugged. "As well as can be expected. I'm glad to see you, though. I wanted to talk to you about a number of things. Um... why is everything here so dismal?"

Celestia closed her eyes. "My mood is not upbeat enough to manufacture a pleasant setting, I fear."

"Oh, gosh... I'm so sorry." I felt a painful lurch deep in my gut.

"It's fine, Twilight. I haven't lost hope, I'm just in poor spirits," she said. "I took the liberty of reading about what you did yesterday. I know about the dinner and what the vamponies have told you recently."

"Maybe they're not totally insane after all, but having the stain removed and being turned both force you to see things from a very different perspective," I said. "They think this is why they acted so crazy and out of character initially. It seems like a stretch, but my limited experiences with sexuality confirm the theory that sex can change your perspective on what is and is not rational."

"I'm not surprised this would happen. For mortal ponies, the lust of being a vampony must be very difficult to manage. Even normal sexuality is overwhelming and causes more harm than good," she said.

"I need to ask you something important," I said. "The last time we met, you said you didn't know what had caused the vampony curse. But according to Luna, you both discovered the magical bacteria together."

Princess Celestia took a deep breath. "That's because I removed my memory of the vamponies, Twilight. With Sombra banished, it seemed the vampony menace would be gone forever," she said. "I was having a hard time dealing with the loss of my sister, so I locked selected memories away. Primarily, I forgot that we were the ones who created the first vamponies, and I also forgot a few—but not most—of the details of what I did to change society after Luna's banishment. It was very difficult dealing with my emotions after I banished Luna. My emotions were the enemy, in a manner of speaking. The stain helped, but it wasn't enough, so I went a little further with myself. I'm sure you assumed I would have tested the stain on myself before inflicting it on other ponies. And even though I've gone further with buttressing my own mind against arousal, I still feel tempted."

That doesn't sound healthy, I thought. I decided against saying it, though. Of course, she'll read this anyway. It's hard when a pony I care so much about has a constant window to my soul (no offense, Celestia).

I cleared my throat and scratched a hoof against the unreal flooring. "So, um, I wanted to talk to you..."

"I know. I read about the dinner," said Celestia. "Twilight, I appreciate that you care for your friends. It is only natural that you want to see them as morally upright ponies, even when they're deeply engaged in sickness."

"Well, maybe we should be negotiating with them?" I asked. "They realized a long time ago the plan to 'turn everypony into vamponies' wasn't going to work unless they did it very slowly, so we have plenty of time to lecture some sense into them. Maybe there's a way to work this out so both sides are happy."

Celestia's brow furrowed. "Twilight, don't you want your friends to return to normal?"

I opened my mouth to speak, then paused for a moment in thought. "Yes and no," I said. "I want things to return to normal, but... I'd like to be closer to them. I'd like to be able to be intimate with Rainbow Dash and Applejack, and maybe even all of my friends. There has to be a compromise."

Princess Celestia placed a hoof over her face and sighed, then sat down on the gray 'floor'. "You only feel that way because you've been infected with the need to be intimate with them. If you're psychologically healthy, you'll feel close to your friends without needing to engage in any strange activities."

I followed her lead and sat down next to her. "It feels nice to be close to them, though..."

"Once this is done, I can fix you so you won't have such a strong impulse," said Celestia. "The stain wasn't enough. Ponies are still driven by their baser needs in a way that makes them weak and prone to irrational decisions."

"Emotions aren't the enemy, Celestia."

"I agree, and I'm not saying sex doesn't have its place. But restricting sex to particular situations helps keep it special. We need to find a way to alleviate the problems in society that your brother highlighted without making sex open and reckless," said Celestia.

"Then what's our plan? Do you want me to free you when I escape, which Luna seems to think is inevitable? Should I try to spread the word about the vamponies?" I asked.

"Obviously freeing me should be your highest priority—although I am biased," she said with a soft smile. "I think we should spread the word, yes. I doubt there will be casualties, given how strong the vamponies are, and how Shining Armor and Cadance and Princess Luna command respect across two kingdoms. It sounds like they would admit to being vamponies if it became public knowledge. Then they would be forced to free me, and we could begin the search for a cure, both mental and physical."

"I'm worried it won't turn out that way. If anypony finds out, the citizens would have good cause to revolt. They respect non-vampony leaders. They would probably view my friends like changelings: false versions of the leaders they trust," I pointed out.

"It's the only leverage we have, so we need to use it."

"And you won't compromise with them?" I said. "The longer this has gone on, the more rational they seem to act. Although I have to admit, some of the irrationality may be due to my earlier perceptions. Maybe that first dinner I had wasn't as bad as I made it sound in the Journal..."

"The more rational they seem to act. They are probably just learning to disguise their true motives better. I cannot have you doubting yourself," said Celestia. "You were right to resist them, and I need you now more than ever. Spike needs you even more."

That hit me where it hurt. I winced, then nodded. "So you're saying you're not willing to compromise at all, I guess."

Celestia sighed again. "Well... I don't know. I've considered compromise. Fluttershy has made a compelling case for the vamponies' side of things. If I thought she were trustworthy, I'd be more open to listening. But I don't want to change what has been a stable and workable social order, even if that change is only for a select few ponies who keep it a closely guarded secret," she said. "The repression I've imposed on myself has been a tremendous boon, Twilight. I have within me... feelings. Inappropriate feelings; feelings that would be devastating should they ever surface. It's part of the curse of living for so many years, one even Luna has not had the time to experience."

Before I could respond, something unusual happened. I felt my body "wrenching apart" (it's impossible to put into words), and my vision changed. It looked like I was viewing the world through a fish-eye lens. The ground seemed rounder, like a large grey sphere. Celestia looked equally surprised.

"What is this?" I asked.

"I don't know, which means it's bad. My sister should not be able to find us here..."

A speck in the distance raced forwards at a gallop, but impossibly quickly. Within seconds, Princess Luna was beside us both. Then the sensation and visual disturbance ended.

"Hyperbolic space," I realized, speaking to Luna. "That's how you entered! You changed the shape of Celestia's self-contained bubble to allow outside access."

Luna smiled. "Correct as usual, Princess Twilight Sparkle."

Princess Celestia squinted darkly, as though concentrating with all her might. She looked more than a little angry.

"Greetings, Sister. I apologize for invading your space, but I am most impressed at your abilities. I previously believed you had no power in this realm," said Luna. "As you cannot travel freely to the dream world, in particular not without the use of your horn, you must have found a way to influence the dream world from within your own bubble. Am I 'warm', as they say?"

"I had a thousand years to practice," said Celestia. "What has happened to us, Luna? Why do you diametrically oppose me without discussion?"

"Celie, I have seen your resistance to anything regarding sexual openness. It would be like talking to a brick wall. I tried on many occasions to bring up topics for discussion which you refused to consider or broach," said Luna. "You should listen to Twilight. We mean you no harm, and do not seek to remove you from your station, if you were under that impression."

"Who rules Equestria is not my concern. The issue is the danger posed by allowing certain ponies to have access to their baser instincts," said Celestia.

"Ponies like you?" asked Luna.

"Ponies like rapists. Like perverts who would do dangerous things for thrills. Like foals who deserve an innocent childhood."

The look on Luna's face was one of obvious pity. "Let Fluttershy show you the wolf, Celie. You will not work against us once you have been freed from your prison."

"Then free me now."

"Sister, you know that your physical cage is not the prison of which I speak."

I coughed loudly. "This is good," I said, "we're talking. Maybe we should start by discussing what we have in common. You both want ponies to be happy and healthy, right?"

"We have nothing further to discuss at this time," said Celestia. Then she grunted as though in pain, and her body simply disappeared.

Luna shook her head. "Twilight, you see what I am dealing with, but in time she will change her mind. Celestia does not wish to face her own feelings," she said, "and in that regard, the two of you share the same flaw. Once Celestia has accepted who she is and what drives her, she will gladly follow the Order."

"You said you wouldn't invade my dreams anymore, and you just broke that promise. Let me sleep," I said. "We can talk about this tomorrow."

"Of course. I apologize for the intrusion," said Luna. "However, though I had suspicions, I did not know whom I was intruding upon until I found the two of you together. Sleep well, Twilight Sparkle."

I don't remember anything else before waking up. Although I feel bad about my former mentor, waking up within the legs of two friends was a very welcome sensation.

Is Celestia right? Is it wrong for me to enjoy this? Maybe I only like it because my brain is screwed up with unmet needs I shouldn't have. All I know is how wonderful I feel, and the fact that I've never felt this way in my life before. Would Celestia try to remove that feeling, or maybe make me feel that way all the time? I'm so lost. I need to figure this out, but I can't do it right now.

Flash Sentry and Rarity both showered as I wrote out this entry. I'm going to shower next. They'll probably want to do something lewd to me. I feel kind of empty at the moment, and I don't know what I'll agree to or shy from.

I hope Celestia is able to compromise with my friends and things are able to return to mostly-normal. I don't feel very hopeful, though.