The Stench of Regret [Old]

Second Entry

Day 3 

My dreams of the past nights have been riddled with the visage of the reason I am here. She haunts all but few of my waking thoughts, so reason for her appearance otherwise is fairly sound, but the reason I find this noteworthy is her purported abilities when it comes to dreams. I've yet to experience it for myself, at least until now, if that truly is what I happen to be experiencing. Perhaps she fancies visiting with me. 

Day 5 

I'm having a hard time remembering my dreams, as is usually the case. But Luna is still a prevalent theme among them. I still do not know whether this is her doing or not, and the lack of ability to discover the truth is maddening. This whole situation, where I reside as I write in this very journal, is maddening. I've yet to come to terms, and what is agonizing further still, is the permanence of my situation. Time is not on my side. 

Day 6 

I decided to write a letter to Luna regarding my dreams. It read: 

"Oh, my sweet princess of the night, Is that you I hear crying every night for me? Is that your wondrous presence gracing my mind as my body lays still? I've waited long enough to hear your voice again, and though I may rise with the sun, please tell me it is you visiting me in my dreams, for I can only dream that is the case. 

-Illumous Noctum" 

Now, I understood the folly of my ways when I asked, quite literally, for a letter to be sent to the moon. However, even if Celestia played a part in the wretched conspiracy that brought me to where I am, she is not without mercy. Or even generosity, but perhaps that is a bit too far from truth. She has stated that she is designing a variant of the spell that banished her sister to the moon to send a vessel containing my letter there. From here, hoping is all I can do, for I cannot pray to that forgiving wench who claims sisterhood to the night.