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It had been 49 minutes since Spirit went to clear his head. He had found an empty table next to the window and settled there. Thanks to the tickets Spirit was lucky enough to get a meal while he let his thoughts run. "It doesn't make any sense at all." He said to himself. He had been running through the meeting that Starviewer, Luna, and himself had with Celestia. When he was growing up in school and of all the books he had read, it had had never been heard of her acting like that. It made no sense. But then again, not everything said should be believed. "History is written by the victor. History is filled with liars. If liars lives, and the truth dies, then the liars truth becomes written - and the truth is lost. Only one will be a hero. 'Cause all you need to change the world is one good lie and a river of blood. The ones that live can complete the greatest trick a liar can ever played on history. Their truth will be the truth. But only if they live, and the truth dies."
But with that being said there was one thing that was stopping him form condemning Celestia as a tyrant. It was the tears he saw her shedding as they were leaving. Starviewer and Luna went on ahead of him so they didn't see Celestia crying. The words she spoke cut deeper then any wound he had ever gotten in the past. . . Well almost all of his wounds. He will never forgive himself for that incident when he was young. He shock his head to dispel the memory. "Focus." Her words may have cut deep but her eyes said otherwise. Much like that incident with Luna when she let that shadow thing run loose in every ponies dreams, or was the right word Nightmares? “But Luna only did that as a punishment for herself so that she would never go back to Nightmare moon. . . OK, so who is to say that Celestia is not doing the same thing herself? That force transformation spell could have been out of anger. So as punishment she is letting herself be heated by the one she loves?” Spirit groans and face hoofs himself.
"It's one thing to say something you mean but its different when your actions say something entirely different. Her tears were genuine, almost like she was actually hurt from her actions. But her words also felt real. Like she spoke from a painful experience." Spirit closed his eyes for a moment to put it together. His eyes shot open a few seconds after closing them. "Wait a sec, what was it that lunar guard said to me?" He tapped his hoof against his head, trying to remember. Then it hit him. "You saw nothing! That's what he said! So their is something going on." A yawn left his mouth a few seconds later. His sudden realization zapped the last of his energy. "OK. So it is slowly coming together. But I should get back to sleep, with only three hours of sleep. . . that is going to be fun." Spirit made his way back to the privet booth were the girls were sleeping. There was a sign that said “Not To Be Disturbed” on it that made him smile. “Good.” He opened the door and saw that his amulet was still on, he looked over to the girls and saw that they were still asleep. Exhaustion getting the better of him he just opted to sleeping on the floor. He moved his bags over so that they would be a makeshift pillow and pulled the blankest on op of him. He can think on this again later. Right now, sleeping sounded good.
