The Stench of Regret [Old]

First Entry

I've nothing to sate my captivitised boredom, and there are many things currently going through my tired brain at the moment. This quill and parchment seemed adequate subjects to at least relieve me of the latter. 

Firstly... Imprisonment. The reason I am here, despite lack of any substantial evidence regarding the issue, is valid, but only at best. I had been growing closer to Luna, mainly because of my nocturnal tendencies, and my... I suppose what you would call "free spirited" nature seemed to affect her in ways I had never anticipated. I had no intent on altering her in such a way, only to encourage her to let her suppressed emotion escape from within herself. Looking back, perhaps even that was too much. 

But the night guards had known of our companionship, and simply because I remained the only viable perpetrator for why this series of unfortunate events transpired, I was to blame. The courts needed a scapegoat, and the people needed to be content that evil, at least for the day, was laid to rest. 

Justice, as they call it. 

As I said, I never anticipated she would take the horrificly drastic actions that got her banished. They seemed more brought on by rage and resentment, neither trait to be normally observed in her, and the cataclysm that followed her change in behavior happened seemingly overnight. It seemed grossly abnormal, peculiarly enough that I suspect it was more than an act of will on the mare's part. Something else had to be affecting her, whether it be magic or trivial strife, I've no intent or ability to discover. If only I could. I've nothing but time.