---Chapter Three: Celestia's Diary----

Dear book,

I'm still feeling guilty about bringing Rainbow Dash home.  I know it had to be done, but a part of me is saying it was a cruel, senseless act of separating a unbreakable love...forever.  I seem to be at war with myself over keeping her here, or sending her back.  She has retrieved the memories from before the teleportation incident, but her memories from the other world are still present.  I'm not sure how that works, but it only spells danger for the sake of the two worlds.  The word of the events are practically all over the land now, and almost nopony notices me when I visit the many cities.  It's almost as if everypony's forgotten me, and the sorrow is reflecting across Equestria.  I haven't heard from Twilight Sparkle or any of her friends in a great amount of time. It's almost as if I don't even exist anymore.  To make matters worse, I visited the Wonderbolts Derby yesterday, and everpony began throwing fruit at me.  I didn't even try to stop them, I deserved it.  They were all chanting, "Reunite!  Reunite!"  I don't think even Luna is paying attention to me, and she's my own sister!  All tartarus is breaking loose.

Yours truly,

Princess Celestia.

Dear book,

It's too much.  Last night was the Grand Galloping Gala, but would you believe that nopony came.  Not even locals from Canterlot city came.  It was just me, the guardsponies, and Luna.  I walked around the empty halls, looking up to the ceiling, watching as visions of ponies from past Galas, talking and enjoying themselves.  Then I saw it, Rarity, one of Twilight's friends, snapped at my nephew, Prince Blueblood.  Then everything went downhill, as everypony went crazy, and fled.  It was Twilight's first Gala ever, and it seemed like it had happened just yesterday.  It felt like just yesterday, Twilight gained her wings and royalty, it seemed like yesterday that the six friends defeated Lord Tirek and gained the castle now that rests on the outskirts of Ponyville.  I think I've set an extremely bad example for my subjects, of being a monster.  No matter how many times I try and convince the ponies that it was what I had to do, they thrust me into shame.  Protesters keep arriving at the castle gates and ranting for Rainbow Dash to reunite with her father.  I am unsure if I can keep my land in peace if this keeps up.  If only they could understand.  

Yours truly,

Princess Celestia.

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