Not much later had she come to the last entry and flipped to another, blank page. Her eyes opened themselves again and it were two fresh and unwritten pages that she caught within them. Rarity fixed her position upon the sofa to be a bit more natural. In her mind she was planning just how she was going to formulate the new entry in her journal. She would write it down as fast as she could before she would start wandering through the streets of the quiet town.