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"And all through the night the three ponies kept the fire of friendship alive by telling stories to one another and by singing songs, which of course, became the winter carols that we all still sing today." The narrator spoke in turn as the action on the stage began to play out to his words. Each of the ponies were dressed in a different attire, each representing the different style of clothing that was worn so long ago. A younger Twilight watched the stage curiously.
It wasn't her first time watching the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant, far from it. It was traditional for many ponies to come and watch the pageant every year. Her parents had taken her in years past and now that she was the personal protégé of Princess Celestia she felt as if there was almost an obligation to go see the play. The filly was sure some parts of the play were exaggerated or kept short for the sake of being produced as a stage play, but still she'd always had a fascination with history and this was one of the few plays that spoke of it.
"Eventually," the narrator continued his tale, "the warmth of the fire and singing and laughing reached the leaders and their bodies began to thaw. And, it even began to melt their hearts." The actors on the stage came together hugging one another in their display of friendship. The ice on the stage melted away and the six ponies walked forth, viewing the land before them. "The three leaders agreed to share the beautiful land and live in harmony forever afterwards. And together, they named their new land…"
"Equestria!" The six ponies on stage called out together. Though it was unheard, Twilight had muttered the same thing under her breath in unison with the ponies. The memorized play rolled through her head as she spoke the final words. The crowd around her began to cheer loudly as the curtains quickly came to a close. The crowd continued its loud cheering as the curtains then made their way open once more, the six ponies taking a quick bow.
The loud orchestra behind the stage began to stir, music filling the hall quickly with the familiar notes. Confetti and streamers fired from above the stage, raining the crowd with the party decorations. Bells chimed across the stage and the hall, the six ponies then began to sing alongside the music. The crowd didn't skip a beat and joined along in the song, the air was a wash of joy and friendship. Everypony here was a brother or a sister, it was a time of celebration and union. Every word floated through the air as if caressing the very world around it before being replaced with the next.
The fire of friendship lives in our hearts,
As long as it burns we cannot drift apart,
Though quarrels arise, their numbers are few
Laughter and singing will see us through, will see us through,
We are a circle of pony friends
A circle of friends we'll be to the very end
Though Twilight sang along, she didn't put her heart into the words. It was Hearth's Warming Eve; all the ponies around her were joyous, cheering their hearts out for the wondrous holiday that they were all on. But for some reason the filly that sang along with them wasn't feeling the normal spirit of the holiday. Something about this Hearth's Warming just didn't feel the same as the earlier years.
The caroling came to an end as the curtains closed one last time on the stage. The crowd broke out into another round of cheers and applause for the incredible play they all had just witnessed.
It took a few minutes of murmuring and chattering amongst the crowd but the ponies slowly began to file out of the hall, going back out into the cold winter air. The sun was getting close to the horizon preparing to set and soon the night sky would bring the familiar frozen nights of the mountain city.
The lavender filly walked out of the hall alongside the crowd, her hooves touching the chilled road of Canterlot's streets. She took a deep breath that cooled her lungs before expelling her hot breath into the air, creating a small cloud of warm air in front of her face. She turned her head to look around her for a moment.
Everywhere around her ponies were in a rush, looking for that perfect last minute gift to give to a loved one, trying to get that last bit of decoration they needed so their display would be perfect, finding friends or family so that they could spend the rest of the night together. Everypony was in a hurry, fluttering from store to store, pony to pony.
Twilight continued to walk through the streets, passing the decorative lights that made the town glow, wreaths hung with care along walls and windows, ribbons tied to every pole and hanging across the streets, several pine trees had been planted throughout the town and decorated completely, and snow covered the streets and ledges of the entire town. It was just like every other Hearth's Warming Eve she had seen before.
The sounds of the bustling streets began to grow quiet as Twilight walked further away from the crowded main streets of downtown Canterlot. She was heading straight home that evening, not wanting to deal with any other pony if she could help it. She wasn't even sure what had compelled her to go see the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant that day. Perhaps it was a feeling of obligation, a feeling of tradition, or even a feeling that she belonged there. Whatever it was, she had wasted her time enough and wanted to get home.
The fresh snow crunched under her hooves as she walked through the snow covered town, quickly reached the quiet street to her home, the female dormitories at Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. The sun had begun setting during her walk and was slowly disappearing beyond the horizon, half of it already engulfed by the shadow of the world. As it set a few clouds over the city began to release fresh snow over the city, no doubt a Pegasus performing their duties unseen above the clouds. The flakes fell softly to the ground below, slowly adding to the collected snow that had already gathered. She'd be home in just a few minutes and she could curl up in her bed with a good book.
"Twilight!" The lavender filly was stopped from her advances by the call of another filly. She recognized the voice, one of her classmates and one of the more popular fillies in her class. She turned and saw the white coated unicorn walking towards her with her wavy crimson hair that graced her head ever immaculately brushed. The blue eyes of hers stood out in comparison to her body, as if flaring out to accentuate how cold the air was.
"Oh, hey Moondancer." Twilight spoke naturally, not having expected her new visitor.
"I'm glad I caught you!" Moondancer came just a few feet from Twilight before stopping, that smile she was always sporting was struck to her face, the one that seemed to get every colt to swoon to her. "There's a Hearth's Warming Eve party over by the male dorms and everyone was invited. You should come! There'll be lots of stallions there." Moondancer looked at Twilight from the sides of her eyes with that last remark, putting a heavy emphasis on the fact that there'd be stallions. As though that was what Twilight needed right now, a bunch of immature colts swooning over Moondancer and her attractive friends and not even paying attention to bookish lavender unicorn at the back of the room. Not that Twilight would have ever wanted that kind of attention anyway; if she wanted any stallion in her life it'd have to be a like-minded intellectual.
"Uh… thanks Moondancer, but I've got… things I wanted to do tonight." Twilight skirted around the issue, starting to turn away from Moondancer. "I'm just going to head back to my dorm now."
"Are stallions not your thing?" Moondancer asked quizzically once Twilight had her back turned. This caused the unicorn to visibly flinch, freezing her on the spot. "Is that it? Well there'll be a lot of mares there too if you want. I'm sure there's plenty who are open to that kind of thing." Moondancer put a hoof to her chin in thought.
"This has nothing to do with that!" Twilight quickly turned to face Moondancer again, huffing loudly, a cloud of mist floating past her face from her heated breath. The moment the mist flew past her eyes she realized something was wrong. "I have more important things that I can be doing than going to some silly party." She closed her eyes trying to control the emotions she felt welling inside of her. That wasn't like her; she normally had a studied control over her emotions.
Moondancer just frowned at her response, either from not having expected it or disappointed in what it meant. She had a habit of pushing issues if she really felt they were necessary, but it seemed that this wasn't one of the times to push it.
"Fine." Moondancer finally spoke, starting to turn away from the frustrated unicorn before her. Twilight opened her eyes and looked with surprise at Moondancer. "You can come by later if you want, the party is supposed to end by ten but I'm sure there'll be a lot of ponies still partying long into the night." With that the white coated unicorn turned away and flicked her tail of the snow gathering on it, beginning to head towards the male dormitories.
Twilight hesitated, watching Moondancer walk away. She felt another compulsion rising in her gut, yet another action she would normally have under control and wouldn't have acted upon. Yet she found her mouth opening and calling out to the white unicorn that was quickly retreating.
"Moondancer!" The white unicorn stopped, turning in surprise to look at Twilight from over her shoulder. "I just wanted to say… thank you for the invitation." A smile came to Moondancer's face.
"Anytime Twilight." Moondancer waved quickly, her bright smile returning. With those parting words Moondancer quickly walked down the rest of the rest, disappearing from sight before too long. The lavender unicorn just stood on the bridge, having watched Moondancer walk out of sight. Once she was gone she tried to go over the conversation they'd just had in her head and why she had acted the way she had. The whole day had been one big, confusing mess of mixed feelings and right now wasn't any better.
"Stupid Hearth's Warming…" Twilight spoke softly to herself, watching her hot breath mist in the cold air. "It's messing with my head." It was the only logical conclusion the book-orientated unicorn could come up with. With this logic firmly put in place in her mind she was finally able to get hooves moving again.
The unicorn shivered as she suddenly realized that snow had been accumulating on her mane and back as she had just stood there. She shook herself free of the specks that had started to melt and wet her fur. Now she really was cold, a breeze blowing by to accentuate the point that she needed to get inside. She picked up the pace and began to run, no longer feeling like walking through the frozen night air.
She hadn't noticed it, but the sun had set during their conversation and the starry sky was shining overhead once again. The starts brought the chilled night air with them, as though the stars themselves blew the cold night air across the lands. The wisps of her breath flew past the unicorns face as she ran, her body slowly losing its heat.
Her building came into view quickly, the decorated and snow covered dorm that she called home now. The spiral staircase that wound around the building lead her to her door, just as the wind and snow began to pick up. She pushed against her doors and they quickly swung open, letting the cold air into the darkened room. She shut the door behind her, cutting off the tundra outside from entering her sanctuary anymore and the world fell quiet once more.
Twilight shook once more, trying to get as much snow and water off of her body as she could. While she got a lot, she needed a proper towel. Perhaps even some blankets and a cup of hot cocoa. That would certainly warm her up and get her feeling more like her old self.
"Spike!" Twilight called out to the dark room. "Could you start up the fire?"
Her calls were met with her own, an echo bouncing through the large empty room before returning to silence. Twilight blinked in confusion at the sudden quiet, not used to being so alone in the room before.
"Spike?" She called out once more, again only being returned by her echo followed by silence. "Spike, where are… oh." Twilight stopped herself, having remembered the conversation she'd had with Spike yesterday. He'd be staying with Princess Celestia for Hearth's Warming. The Princess was his guardian after all. Though Spike had started living with Twilight recently he still looked up to her like a mother. That meant that Twilight by herself. It wasn't even that she had forgotten that she was going to be alone that night; she had just pushed it to the edge of her mind and hadn't wanted to think about it.
But there she now stood, cold, in a dark room all by herself with no one around. There were many nights where she wished to be alone, just curl up with a book and read the night away. However, something stirred in her chest and she suddenly didn't feel like being alone. She wanted Spike to be there with her but she couldn't pull him away from time spent with the Princess, she wasn't cruel. She'd also already turned down the invitation to the party; she couldn't bring herself to go there now.
The lavender unicorn shook her head and focused magic into her horn. The lights around the room brightened and banished the shadows to the recesses of the room once more. Her magic then connected to the heater in her room and lit the kindling inside of it. Soon a fire was roaring within the red machine and began to send out waves of heat into the chilled room. Twilight moved across the room, glancing out the large window that separated her from the frozen snow outside, before making her way up the stairs to her second floor.
Several shelves of tall books scoured this room, several ladders placed against them to make access to the books easier. This was her favorite part about her dorm and one of the benefits she had to being the Princess's personal protégé. She didn't want to take too long in deciding her reading material for the night so her horn lit up and grabbed several books from the historical section without looking. She then proceeded back downstairs where the room was starting to warm up considerably now.
The unicorn quickly approached her bed, pulling the covers back and nestling into the sheets. They were cool for the moment but they would heat up soon enough. She propped up her pillows and rested her back and head against them, finding herself now neatly bundled in her bed. She grabbed the first book she had pulled from the shelf and read the cover.
"The Basic History of the Pre-Classical Era." Twilight opened the book and began to read to herself. "Cobblestone Moor was the first stallion to discover that by mixing broken stones with certain types of sand and water it was possible to create a material that would weld rocks together. This discovery allowed for the faster creation of ancient buildings as well as more stable homes for ponies to live in. The inventor decided to name his creation 'Mortar' after himself."
The normally book-loving unicorn blinked in confusion as she felt herself stiffen. It wasn't from the fact that the history was boring; in fact she found the creation of such material quite fascinating. However something just didn't feel right. She couldn't find herself wanting to read much more. She tried to force her eyes down the rest of the page, but her mind just blocked out the rest of the words.
She growled in frustration and closed the book, moving to the next one. She opened the book and began to read again. Her eyes scanned across the first few sentences before the same feeling hit her. She just wasn't interested in reading what it had to say just yet. She pushed that book aside and grabbed the next one.
For every book she had grabbed from upstairs she found herself hitting the same wall. She just did not care to read tonight. In her frustrated fit she grabbed the books and tossed them to the floor, letting them fall scattered. She glared at each of the different colored tomes that lay on her floor, shifting all the blame of her inability to read onto them. The books must have been doing something wrong after all; she loved reading and couldn't get enough of it.
The unicorn grabbed her covers and wrapped herself tighter in her sheets trying to figure out what was going on in her mind. This wasn't like her at all. She just wanted to read and pass the time before going to bed. It would be Hearth's Warming tomorrow, she'd get to see the Princess, Spike, her parents… they'd all have gifts for her and she had a few gifts wrapped up waiting to be given to them as well. This was a day to celebrate, to enjoy and be happy.
Yet she found herself cold, alone and miserable.
Her eyes drifted to her window as she saw the snowflakes falling from the sky, dancing to the wind in the moonlit night. They scurried back and forth, never alone, always together in their collective dance. It was as if they were all synchronized to each other's disorganized chaos. Her mind drifted away as she watched the snow falling.
"I… just had a bad day…" Twilight murmured to herself, her horn lighting up as the magic reached out for the various lanterns around her house and turned them off, then cranking the heat up a little more to help warm the room faster. "That's all it was. Tomorrow I'll see my family… I'll see Spike and the Princess… and everything will be better." She closed her eyes, trying to force herself to get some sleep.
"Everything will be better tomorrow."
It wasn't her first time watching the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant, far from it. It was traditional for many ponies to come and watch the pageant every year. Her parents had taken her in years past and now that she was the personal protégé of Princess Celestia she felt as if there was almost an obligation to go see the play. The filly was sure some parts of the play were exaggerated or kept short for the sake of being produced as a stage play, but still she'd always had a fascination with history and this was one of the few plays that spoke of it.
"Eventually," the narrator continued his tale, "the warmth of the fire and singing and laughing reached the leaders and their bodies began to thaw. And, it even began to melt their hearts." The actors on the stage came together hugging one another in their display of friendship. The ice on the stage melted away and the six ponies walked forth, viewing the land before them. "The three leaders agreed to share the beautiful land and live in harmony forever afterwards. And together, they named their new land…"
"Equestria!" The six ponies on stage called out together. Though it was unheard, Twilight had muttered the same thing under her breath in unison with the ponies. The memorized play rolled through her head as she spoke the final words. The crowd around her began to cheer loudly as the curtains quickly came to a close. The crowd continued its loud cheering as the curtains then made their way open once more, the six ponies taking a quick bow.
The loud orchestra behind the stage began to stir, music filling the hall quickly with the familiar notes. Confetti and streamers fired from above the stage, raining the crowd with the party decorations. Bells chimed across the stage and the hall, the six ponies then began to sing alongside the music. The crowd didn't skip a beat and joined along in the song, the air was a wash of joy and friendship. Everypony here was a brother or a sister, it was a time of celebration and union. Every word floated through the air as if caressing the very world around it before being replaced with the next.
The fire of friendship lives in our hearts,
As long as it burns we cannot drift apart,
Though quarrels arise, their numbers are few
Laughter and singing will see us through, will see us through,
We are a circle of pony friends
A circle of friends we'll be to the very end
Though Twilight sang along, she didn't put her heart into the words. It was Hearth's Warming Eve; all the ponies around her were joyous, cheering their hearts out for the wondrous holiday that they were all on. But for some reason the filly that sang along with them wasn't feeling the normal spirit of the holiday. Something about this Hearth's Warming just didn't feel the same as the earlier years.
The caroling came to an end as the curtains closed one last time on the stage. The crowd broke out into another round of cheers and applause for the incredible play they all had just witnessed.
It took a few minutes of murmuring and chattering amongst the crowd but the ponies slowly began to file out of the hall, going back out into the cold winter air. The sun was getting close to the horizon preparing to set and soon the night sky would bring the familiar frozen nights of the mountain city.
The lavender filly walked out of the hall alongside the crowd, her hooves touching the chilled road of Canterlot's streets. She took a deep breath that cooled her lungs before expelling her hot breath into the air, creating a small cloud of warm air in front of her face. She turned her head to look around her for a moment.
Everywhere around her ponies were in a rush, looking for that perfect last minute gift to give to a loved one, trying to get that last bit of decoration they needed so their display would be perfect, finding friends or family so that they could spend the rest of the night together. Everypony was in a hurry, fluttering from store to store, pony to pony.
Twilight continued to walk through the streets, passing the decorative lights that made the town glow, wreaths hung with care along walls and windows, ribbons tied to every pole and hanging across the streets, several pine trees had been planted throughout the town and decorated completely, and snow covered the streets and ledges of the entire town. It was just like every other Hearth's Warming Eve she had seen before.
The sounds of the bustling streets began to grow quiet as Twilight walked further away from the crowded main streets of downtown Canterlot. She was heading straight home that evening, not wanting to deal with any other pony if she could help it. She wasn't even sure what had compelled her to go see the Hearth's Warming Eve pageant that day. Perhaps it was a feeling of obligation, a feeling of tradition, or even a feeling that she belonged there. Whatever it was, she had wasted her time enough and wanted to get home.
The fresh snow crunched under her hooves as she walked through the snow covered town, quickly reached the quiet street to her home, the female dormitories at Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. The sun had begun setting during her walk and was slowly disappearing beyond the horizon, half of it already engulfed by the shadow of the world. As it set a few clouds over the city began to release fresh snow over the city, no doubt a Pegasus performing their duties unseen above the clouds. The flakes fell softly to the ground below, slowly adding to the collected snow that had already gathered. She'd be home in just a few minutes and she could curl up in her bed with a good book.
"Twilight!" The lavender filly was stopped from her advances by the call of another filly. She recognized the voice, one of her classmates and one of the more popular fillies in her class. She turned and saw the white coated unicorn walking towards her with her wavy crimson hair that graced her head ever immaculately brushed. The blue eyes of hers stood out in comparison to her body, as if flaring out to accentuate how cold the air was.
"Oh, hey Moondancer." Twilight spoke naturally, not having expected her new visitor.
"I'm glad I caught you!" Moondancer came just a few feet from Twilight before stopping, that smile she was always sporting was struck to her face, the one that seemed to get every colt to swoon to her. "There's a Hearth's Warming Eve party over by the male dorms and everyone was invited. You should come! There'll be lots of stallions there." Moondancer looked at Twilight from the sides of her eyes with that last remark, putting a heavy emphasis on the fact that there'd be stallions. As though that was what Twilight needed right now, a bunch of immature colts swooning over Moondancer and her attractive friends and not even paying attention to bookish lavender unicorn at the back of the room. Not that Twilight would have ever wanted that kind of attention anyway; if she wanted any stallion in her life it'd have to be a like-minded intellectual.
"Uh… thanks Moondancer, but I've got… things I wanted to do tonight." Twilight skirted around the issue, starting to turn away from Moondancer. "I'm just going to head back to my dorm now."
"Are stallions not your thing?" Moondancer asked quizzically once Twilight had her back turned. This caused the unicorn to visibly flinch, freezing her on the spot. "Is that it? Well there'll be a lot of mares there too if you want. I'm sure there's plenty who are open to that kind of thing." Moondancer put a hoof to her chin in thought.
"This has nothing to do with that!" Twilight quickly turned to face Moondancer again, huffing loudly, a cloud of mist floating past her face from her heated breath. The moment the mist flew past her eyes she realized something was wrong. "I have more important things that I can be doing than going to some silly party." She closed her eyes trying to control the emotions she felt welling inside of her. That wasn't like her; she normally had a studied control over her emotions.
Moondancer just frowned at her response, either from not having expected it or disappointed in what it meant. She had a habit of pushing issues if she really felt they were necessary, but it seemed that this wasn't one of the times to push it.
"Fine." Moondancer finally spoke, starting to turn away from the frustrated unicorn before her. Twilight opened her eyes and looked with surprise at Moondancer. "You can come by later if you want, the party is supposed to end by ten but I'm sure there'll be a lot of ponies still partying long into the night." With that the white coated unicorn turned away and flicked her tail of the snow gathering on it, beginning to head towards the male dormitories.
Twilight hesitated, watching Moondancer walk away. She felt another compulsion rising in her gut, yet another action she would normally have under control and wouldn't have acted upon. Yet she found her mouth opening and calling out to the white unicorn that was quickly retreating.
"Moondancer!" The white unicorn stopped, turning in surprise to look at Twilight from over her shoulder. "I just wanted to say… thank you for the invitation." A smile came to Moondancer's face.
"Anytime Twilight." Moondancer waved quickly, her bright smile returning. With those parting words Moondancer quickly walked down the rest of the rest, disappearing from sight before too long. The lavender unicorn just stood on the bridge, having watched Moondancer walk out of sight. Once she was gone she tried to go over the conversation they'd just had in her head and why she had acted the way she had. The whole day had been one big, confusing mess of mixed feelings and right now wasn't any better.
"Stupid Hearth's Warming…" Twilight spoke softly to herself, watching her hot breath mist in the cold air. "It's messing with my head." It was the only logical conclusion the book-orientated unicorn could come up with. With this logic firmly put in place in her mind she was finally able to get hooves moving again.
The unicorn shivered as she suddenly realized that snow had been accumulating on her mane and back as she had just stood there. She shook herself free of the specks that had started to melt and wet her fur. Now she really was cold, a breeze blowing by to accentuate the point that she needed to get inside. She picked up the pace and began to run, no longer feeling like walking through the frozen night air.
She hadn't noticed it, but the sun had set during their conversation and the starry sky was shining overhead once again. The starts brought the chilled night air with them, as though the stars themselves blew the cold night air across the lands. The wisps of her breath flew past the unicorns face as she ran, her body slowly losing its heat.
Her building came into view quickly, the decorated and snow covered dorm that she called home now. The spiral staircase that wound around the building lead her to her door, just as the wind and snow began to pick up. She pushed against her doors and they quickly swung open, letting the cold air into the darkened room. She shut the door behind her, cutting off the tundra outside from entering her sanctuary anymore and the world fell quiet once more.
Twilight shook once more, trying to get as much snow and water off of her body as she could. While she got a lot, she needed a proper towel. Perhaps even some blankets and a cup of hot cocoa. That would certainly warm her up and get her feeling more like her old self.
"Spike!" Twilight called out to the dark room. "Could you start up the fire?"
Her calls were met with her own, an echo bouncing through the large empty room before returning to silence. Twilight blinked in confusion at the sudden quiet, not used to being so alone in the room before.
"Spike?" She called out once more, again only being returned by her echo followed by silence. "Spike, where are… oh." Twilight stopped herself, having remembered the conversation she'd had with Spike yesterday. He'd be staying with Princess Celestia for Hearth's Warming. The Princess was his guardian after all. Though Spike had started living with Twilight recently he still looked up to her like a mother. That meant that Twilight by herself. It wasn't even that she had forgotten that she was going to be alone that night; she had just pushed it to the edge of her mind and hadn't wanted to think about it.
But there she now stood, cold, in a dark room all by herself with no one around. There were many nights where she wished to be alone, just curl up with a book and read the night away. However, something stirred in her chest and she suddenly didn't feel like being alone. She wanted Spike to be there with her but she couldn't pull him away from time spent with the Princess, she wasn't cruel. She'd also already turned down the invitation to the party; she couldn't bring herself to go there now.
The lavender unicorn shook her head and focused magic into her horn. The lights around the room brightened and banished the shadows to the recesses of the room once more. Her magic then connected to the heater in her room and lit the kindling inside of it. Soon a fire was roaring within the red machine and began to send out waves of heat into the chilled room. Twilight moved across the room, glancing out the large window that separated her from the frozen snow outside, before making her way up the stairs to her second floor.
Several shelves of tall books scoured this room, several ladders placed against them to make access to the books easier. This was her favorite part about her dorm and one of the benefits she had to being the Princess's personal protégé. She didn't want to take too long in deciding her reading material for the night so her horn lit up and grabbed several books from the historical section without looking. She then proceeded back downstairs where the room was starting to warm up considerably now.
The unicorn quickly approached her bed, pulling the covers back and nestling into the sheets. They were cool for the moment but they would heat up soon enough. She propped up her pillows and rested her back and head against them, finding herself now neatly bundled in her bed. She grabbed the first book she had pulled from the shelf and read the cover.
"The Basic History of the Pre-Classical Era." Twilight opened the book and began to read to herself. "Cobblestone Moor was the first stallion to discover that by mixing broken stones with certain types of sand and water it was possible to create a material that would weld rocks together. This discovery allowed for the faster creation of ancient buildings as well as more stable homes for ponies to live in. The inventor decided to name his creation 'Mortar' after himself."
The normally book-loving unicorn blinked in confusion as she felt herself stiffen. It wasn't from the fact that the history was boring; in fact she found the creation of such material quite fascinating. However something just didn't feel right. She couldn't find herself wanting to read much more. She tried to force her eyes down the rest of the page, but her mind just blocked out the rest of the words.
She growled in frustration and closed the book, moving to the next one. She opened the book and began to read again. Her eyes scanned across the first few sentences before the same feeling hit her. She just wasn't interested in reading what it had to say just yet. She pushed that book aside and grabbed the next one.
For every book she had grabbed from upstairs she found herself hitting the same wall. She just did not care to read tonight. In her frustrated fit she grabbed the books and tossed them to the floor, letting them fall scattered. She glared at each of the different colored tomes that lay on her floor, shifting all the blame of her inability to read onto them. The books must have been doing something wrong after all; she loved reading and couldn't get enough of it.
The unicorn grabbed her covers and wrapped herself tighter in her sheets trying to figure out what was going on in her mind. This wasn't like her at all. She just wanted to read and pass the time before going to bed. It would be Hearth's Warming tomorrow, she'd get to see the Princess, Spike, her parents… they'd all have gifts for her and she had a few gifts wrapped up waiting to be given to them as well. This was a day to celebrate, to enjoy and be happy.
Yet she found herself cold, alone and miserable.
Her eyes drifted to her window as she saw the snowflakes falling from the sky, dancing to the wind in the moonlit night. They scurried back and forth, never alone, always together in their collective dance. It was as if they were all synchronized to each other's disorganized chaos. Her mind drifted away as she watched the snow falling.
"I… just had a bad day…" Twilight murmured to herself, her horn lighting up as the magic reached out for the various lanterns around her house and turned them off, then cranking the heat up a little more to help warm the room faster. "That's all it was. Tomorrow I'll see my family… I'll see Spike and the Princess… and everything will be better." She closed her eyes, trying to force herself to get some sleep.
"Everything will be better tomorrow."
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I don't know what's wrong with me, but I unfortunately WON'T be getting the chapter done tonight as I really really REALLY wished I had. I got distracted, again, and made a goof of myself.
SO. In penance of this I give you the first 6 pages of Chapter 6 to wet your appetites for the full thing!
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Yes I know I'm a tease.
SO. In penance of this I give you the first 6 pages of Chapter 6 to wet your appetites for the full thing!
...
Yes I know I'm a tease.
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I'm guessing this is her having a flashback? I'm confused as to how this relates to the story...