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# The Hearts of Man: Chapter 5 -Void-

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1. Chapter 5: Void
3. >The first day on the moon was the worst.
4. >Mainly just because of the initial shock that you were in space.
5. >There was also the panicking, that definitely didn't help.
6. >But mostly, it was the quiet. The utter silence of it all seemed to surround you. Envelop you.
7. >You remember screaming for a while.
8. >It was on the third day that you even started to ask yourself important questions, like how it was possible you were breathing.
9. >It was funny now that you look back on it. You were sitting down on a rock looking up at Equestria when you suddenly noticed each breath you took felt funny.
10. >Kind of tingly; had a warmth to it.
11. >Magic?
12. >You didn't know. Maybe Celestia made it so you could breathe in a vacuum. It seemed the only plausible explanation.
13. >That, and you didn't feel all too hungry.
14. >Ever.
15. >Once the first week ended, you grew curious about your surroundings and decided to look around.
16. >So you began to walk.
17. >And you didn't stop walking until you arrived at the edge of the dark side of the moon.
18. >It was uncanny how it looked. A vast, dusty valley shrouded in shadow lay before you.
19. >So you kept walking.
21. -------
23. >It's been a week since you traveled to the dark side of the moon.
24. >At first you were worried about this place, but now you've come to welcome it.
25. >It seems quieter here, even though you know that it's the same amount of noise as any part of the moon.
26. >Namely, none.
27. >The darkness calms you, and you feel more at ease in the moon's sanguine half.
28. >The best part about it all is when you go to sleep.
29. >Shadowed by the dark veil, you lay on your back and gaze up at the void above you.
30. >The black of space is speckled with distant stars, and the hints of far off nebulae.
31. >You may not remember anything about who you were before you came to Equestria, but you remember that the night sky never looked something this.
32. >One night you decide to try to retrieve as much as you can from your mind in reference to who you are.
33. >At first you are met by the same familiar blank slate that is your memory.
34. >But slowly something starts to surface.
35. >You hear a noise. Soft at first, but drawing nearer, as if it were traveling along a great distance.
36. >It was music.
37. >You were able to remember an old song from your past life. One you listened to as you looked up at the night sky from wherever you came from.
38. >As you whisper the lyrics to yourself, you can't help but laugh at the sheer irony of it all.
39. >You've been stuck on this desolate, lonely orb flying through the ebony void of space.
40. >And the one song you remember is "Fly Me to the Moon".
41. >You lay there and just laugh to yourself for a full minute before slowly and quietly singing to yourself.
43. -------
45. "Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars."
46. >The stars above you shine among the darkness.
47. "Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars."
48. >...Water?
49. >You're cheeks are wet.
50. "In other words, hold my hand. In other words, baby kiss me."
51. >You let out a chuckle, as you let small silent tears roll down your face and set upon the dusty lunar floor.
52. >You lay there, singing the only thing you could remember about yourself before waking up in the Everfree.
53. >Before you met Pinkie Pie and Twilight, and Fluttershy.
54. >Before you were banished.
55. >You close your eyes and a grin grows on your face as you finish your song.
56. "In other words, please be true."
58. "In other words... I love you."
60. >The silence is nice, as you begin to drift off to sleep.
61. >Bet then a voice wakes you up.
63. >"That is a love song, is it not?"
65. >You open your eyes and see the night sky, but it's not the same.
66. >It's flowing softly too and fro.
67. >Almost like...
68. >Hair.
69. >A mane.
70. >And at the center of this starry mane was the face of a deep, dark blue pony, eyes shining like the stars in the distance down at yours.
72. "Luna?"

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Chapter 5: Void >The first day on the moon was the worst. >Mainly just because of the initial shock that you were in space. >There was also the panicking, that definitely didn't help. >But mostly, it was the quiet. The utter silence of it all seemed to surround you. Envelop you. >You remember screaming for a while. >It was on the third day that you even started to ask yourself important questions, like how it was possible you were breathing. >It was funny now that you look back on it. You were sitting down on a rock looking up at Equestria when you suddenly noticed each breath you took felt funny. >Kind of tingly; had a warmth to it. >Magic? >You didn't know. Maybe Celestia made it so you could breathe in a vacuum. It seemed the only plausible explanation. >That, and you didn't feel all too hungry. >Ever. >Once the first week ended, you grew curious about your surroundings and decided to look around. >So you began to walk. >And you didn't stop walking until you arrived at the edge of the dark side of the moon. >It was uncanny how it looked. A vast, dusty valley shrouded in shadow lay before you. >So you kept walking. ------- >It's been a week since you traveled to the dark side of the moon. >At first you were worried about this place, but now you've come to welcome it. >It seems quieter here, even though you know that it's the same amount of noise as any part of the moon. >Namely, none. >The darkness calms you, and you feel more at ease in the moon's sanguine half. >The best part about it all is when you go to sleep. >Shadowed by the dark veil, you lay on your back and gaze up at the void above you. >The black of space is speckled with distant stars, and the hints of far off nebulae. >You may not remember anything about who you were before you came to Equestria, but you remember that the night sky never looked something this. >One night you decide to try to retrieve as much as you can from your mind in reference to who you are. >At first you are met by the same familiar blank slate that is your memory. >But slowly something starts to surface. >You hear a noise. Soft at first, but drawing nearer, as if it were traveling along a great distance. >It was music. >You were able to remember an old song from your past life. One you listened to as you looked up at the night sky from wherever you came from. >As you whisper the lyrics to yourself, you can't help but laugh at the sheer irony of it all. >You've been stuck on this desolate, lonely orb flying through the ebony void of space. >And the one song you remember is "Fly Me to the Moon". >You lay there and just laugh to yourself for a full minute before slowly and quietly singing to yourself. ------- "Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars." >The stars above you shine among the darkness. "Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars." >...Water? >You're cheeks are wet. "In other words, hold my hand. In other words, baby kiss me." >You let out a chuckle, as you let small silent tears roll down your face and set upon the dusty lunar floor. >You lay there, singing the only thing you could remember about yourself before waking up in the Everfree. >Before you met Pinkie Pie and Twilight, and Fluttershy. >Before you were banished. >You close your eyes and a grin grows on your face as you finish your song. "In other words, please be true." "In other words... I love you." >The silence is nice, as you begin to drift off to sleep. >Bet then a voice wakes you up. >"That is a love song, is it not?" >You open your eyes and see the night sky, but it's not the same. >It's flowing softly too and fro. >Almost like... >Hair. >A mane. >And at the center of this starry mane was the face of a deep, dark blue pony, eyes shining like the stars in the distance down at yours. "Luna?"