“The first thing I met, was a fly with a buzz”
>You find yourself singing
“And the sky, with no clouds”
>And with a sun always at high noon 
“The heat was hot, and the ground was dry”
>Ah! A cactus
“But the air was full of sound”
>You take a break from singing to have a bite
>You keep humming that tune as you eat
>….
>It’s not exactly refreshing, but it is juicy
>And it gives you energy to keep it movin
>You stand up and check your shadow
>North is the way the shadow’s going
>So southwest is… that way!
>It’s only been a few days
>Time to resume singing! (It keeps you from going insane. [spoiler]you think[/spoiler])
“I've been through the desert on a horse with no name”
>Hmm?
“It felt good to be out of the rain.”
>Is the desert playing tricks on you again?
“In the desert you can remember your name”
>Because that looks like some girl
“'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain”
>“Anonymous!”
“La, la, la-“
>You cut your singing
>Can mirages talk?
>“Anonymous, over here!”
>Have you finally lost it?
>You got the time you suppose
>May as well play along with your imagination
“Coming right over!”
>You walk a little farther, catching up to the girl
>You get closer and see…
“Femanon??”
>Is this… 
>Is this real?
>“What are you doing out here Anon?”
>That’s-!
>That’s her!
“Femanon! I thought I’d never see you again!”
>You give her a great big hug
>Is this is a mirage, you don’t want it to stop
“I’m heading to Equestria!”
>“Why there Anon?”
>She asks you, curiosity in her features
>You take a seat with her
“Well it always said that place was full of love. I thought I’d go there”
>The sound of a storm approaching reaches your ears
>Hmm. Better get ready
>Femanon looks at you strange for a second
>“Yes. Yes Anon, but you need to relax”
>Huh?
>Why do you need to rela-
*SWOOSH*
>A huge gust of sand blows over, almost blocking your vision
>“Anon?  I need you to listen to-“
>Another gust of wind blocked out what she was trying to say
>It also makes it hard to see
>But what you do see is enough
>A black silhouette
>And green eyes
“NO!”
>You shout
>You leap up
“This can’t be happening!”
>This can’t be!
>This has to be your imagination!
>The winds pick up strength
>“Anon! Trust me!”
“TRUST YOU?! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD!”
>The winds become a heavy sandstorm
“I MADE SURE TO DESTROY YOU! GET OUT!”
>You can barely see through the sand anymore
>But you want whatever piece of herself your captor left behind gone
“I’M NOT YOUR PRISONER ANYMORE!”
>The silhouette starts to blow away in the rising storm
>You start thinking about how you had to learn to defend your mind
>How you wouldn’t let that thing take your happiness from you
>You wouldn’t stand for this
>You didn’t stand for this
>And you still won’t
“BE GONE!”
>You scream into the now impenetrable thickness of the sandstorm
>The winds start to push you around
>They shook you harder and harder
>It’s hard to keep your balance 
>But the storm won’t stop on your account
>It just keeps going on around you
>Finally you can’t keep upright anymore
>And you slam on the ground

*GASP*

>Your eyes shoot open and you take a deep breath
>Then you look around
>You’re on the floor
>Tangled in your sheets
>>…
“A dream…”
>It was only a dream
>What time is it now?
>You look at the clock
>5:30 am
>Damn
>Now you’re wide awake
>That was…
>Intense
>Now that you’re fully awake, you can feel that someone was in fact in your head
>But it couldn’t have been….
>Or was it…
>Oh shit
>Was that Princess Luna??
>You just booted her out of your mind
>In your sleep no less
>And now you can’t go back to sleep
*Sigh*
“Time to start the day early”
>You start to hum to yourself as you get showered up and ready to go somewhere
>The same tune as your dream…
>You keep humming as you walk out into the halls to find some coffee
>You need some energy to tide you over till breakfast


>Be Luna
>You had no idea that one mind could be so strong
>Anonyous’s mind may be the most defended you have ever encountered
>Rivaling even your own
>And this was while he was sleeping!
>But you were still pushed out
>And what he did say to you…
>It’s like seeing a pile of puzzle pieces
>They must fit together, but you don’t know how
>You’ll figure it out…