>>28862385>You eye her suspiciously as you very slowly lower your trembling body into your seat.>How does this horse know your name? And why is she acting like you've met before? Also, how the hell can Celestia even talk? She's a horse.>"Anon, staring is very rude." she says as she moves about your room, tending to your bed.
"Celestia." you say firmly, but in a way that sounds very strict and commanding. That wasn't the intention, how odd.>She snaps to attention and looks over her shoulders. Her eyes are still the same, half lidded and pursued by a particular hopelessness. But that doesnt stop her from looking the tiniest bit surprised to hear her name come from your mouth.>"Yes Anon?" she eagerly replies.>You stare a bit longer, it all coming back to you. Your brow furrows and your bearded mouth falls into an extremely scholarly frown.>You thought she looked familiar.
"It's been what, four years? What were you doing all this time woman?!">Her face falls into the same pit of hopelessness as before and she sighs.>"Anon I came by yesterday. And the day before that. The day before. Everyday for several years.">You raise your eyebrows.
"Oh. Yes, that's right. I forget.">"I know."
"So what brings you here? I was thinking we could go to the theatre. There's this new play that.....">You trail off, confused as to where your thought has gone. You begin to look around for it, hoping to end this interrupting game of hide and seek.>Celestia however doesn't wait for you to finish your thought and continues making your bed.
Have to go out for awhile. I'll try and be back soon