Luni's kitchen

When I entered the library, everything was exactly as before...the very scene I had expected. Sheets of paper lay scattered across the floor as if they had been dropped in haste, and Celestia sat quietly on the wooden floor; neither frightened nor wounded... only exhausted, lost in thought, as though she had spent thousands of years staring at the very same pages. Without looking at me, she spoke softly. "Do you think it's worth it? For thousands of years, thousands of Celestias have been searching for a way out." She fell silent. It was as if she had countless things she wanted to say, yet none of them felt worth saying anymore. I took a few steps closer and replied, "Maybe the way out has been right in front of us all along... but we can't see it because our eyes are closed." For the first time, she slowly lifted her head. "If our eyes are closed... then who closed them?" I couldn't answer...Perhaps no one had. Perhaps, from the very beginning, we simply never had the courage to open them ourselves.