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Quillhart

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  1. Quillhart was in serious chock. Not even did she say yes, but she even turned out to have the purest soul and heart he'd ever seen. He swap his attention between the mare and the stone.

    "You... You are really a princess..."

    he realized that he'd opened his mouth again so he shut it. He took the stone without looking away from her and the stone went brown again but now with a bigger amount of red in it. He stuffed it into the saddle bag and gave her a big hug. A tear of his joy poured down his cheek.

    "You are perfect!"

  2. Quillhart smiled at moonlit and removed his hoof from her chin. He reached his hoof into the saddle bag and he took out a yellow stone with stripes of bright blue. When he lifted it one could see that the blue stripes turned brown as a trees blood. He lifted the stone to let some sunlight reach trough the stone.

    "this is a stone of the pure soul. It is very rare and it can only be found in the badlands. The stone will change colour everytime it changes keeper and it will show the colour of the soul. This will prove to you that your heart and soul is pure."

    He smiled and gave moonlit the stone if see wanted to take it.

    "before you take it I want to ask if you want to go to the dance with me? It doesn't matter to me if your heart is pure or not."

    he smiled widely.

    "ill be happy as long as it's you!"

    He gained enough courage to lay a hoof on her back.

  3. Quillhart saw that she began to be really shy and felt like he could really relate to her. So he carefully placed his hoof below her chin and gently lifted her head up so he could look her into the eyes. He tried to make her see by the eyes that he understood her and that he related to her.

    "Hey... You may not think that you're somepony that anypony would mind or even notice. But I can prove that to be wrong. Just promise me to believe in yourself."

    He smiled and kept his dark, deep eyes focused on hers. He thought that he saw the pure sparkle of life in her eyes. He Smiled carefully at her.

    "You're indeed a true gift to this world miss. Don't you dare to change that now.*

    He smiled kindly.

  4. Quillhart smiled at moonlit. He was happy that she had noticed him and that she turned out to be so nice. He had thoughts of laying his hoof on her back but he couldn't gather enough courage to do so. He decided to ask a little about her instead.

    "So how did a beautiful mare like you manage to keep the stallions away? Especially on this day?"

    He smiled at her and wasn't just being nice when he said that, he was actually pensive about how she could NOT​ have a special somepony. She was the most beautiful thing that he'd ever seen. He realized that his hoof was reaching for her but he pulled it back and tried to cover the random movement by adjusting his glasses.

  5. Quillhart scratched his neck with a guilty face.

    "I don't actually. I'm not even from here. The only things I own around here are the things I got in my saddle bag."

    He nodded at his saddle bag that he had laid next to him.

    "And that's mostly some stuff I need when I write. I'm trying to make a living as a writer and I'm also an adventurer by heart."

    Quillhart felt another tear beginning it's path down his cheek when he at the same time heard the soft sound of an apple falling through the leaves above him. He dried his tear and looked into the ground when he quickly reached out his hoof and caught the apple before it hit the ground. He looked away and continued to dry his tears when he reached the apple towards moonlite.

    "Here you can have it, I don't feel like eating."

    His amount of tears were slowly decreasing. He sighed a bit to himself.

    "I guess you're right."

  6. Quillhart was taken by surprise by the sudden voice. He decided to not look at her, afraid to show his dark eyes while they were soaked with tears so he kept his face by the hoofs when he shook his head.

    "You really shouldn't mind me. A fine mare like you should go enjoy yourself and be happy with the others."

    He sighed loudly, and turned his head and looked her straight into her blue eyes. He found himself lost in her eyes and wasn't able to continue. He blinked thrice and realized he'd opened his mouth widely so he quickly closed it again. He lifted his hoofs and dried his tears without looking away.

    "I'm Quillhart. And I'm crying because my friends left me here. You know all the taking care of their special somepony and all that."

    He sighed loudly.

    "I can't say that I blame them really. But you, why did you take off your wings princess?"

    He smiled gently knowing that the compliment wasn't enough to compare with what he really wanted to say. He smiled with his sad eyes glimmering still filled with tears.

  7. Quillhart didn't move for a while. He was feeling a bit hurt that his friends ran away not only once but twice. He did what he always does when he felt like he had to interact with other ponies. He sat. He sat in the shadows of the tree and rested his face on his hoofs. He was a bit understanding though. Ponies that's in love wants their alone time. He couldn't judge them. H.. he understood them really. Quillhart swallowed a sob.

    "This is why you don't have a special somepony."

    A tear poured slowly down his cheek. He made no efforts to dry it. He buried his face in his hoofs and more tears began to pour down and wetted the grass. He sat all quiet and all that could be heard was a sniff once in a while. He opened his mouth slowly.

    "Ever.."

    He whispered to himself, and gave another sniff. And the amount of tears increased.

  8. Quillhart recognized Angel landing next to them.

    "Well hi there Angel!"

    He smiled at Angel with glee. And was happy to see another friend around and rubbed his hoofs together. He was so glad that he had all of these friends.

    "You missed my epic apple catch though."

    He suddenly looked a bit sad and guilty. and he scratched his neck for the third time this day.

    "I know I'm bragging but that's just because I always try to expand my self confident."

    He shrank a little and lowered his voice while he scratched his hoof.

    "I hope you don't mind that. And the catch wasn't really that good.*

    He avoided eye contact and scraped the ground with his hoof.

  9. Quillhart turned his head so he could get a better sight of flashbomb.

    "He does? Well then I should probably spend some more time with him."

    He laughed at himself. Suddenly he heard the soft sound of something falling through leaves. He knew what it was almost before the sound was heard. Quick as a wipe and without giving it a glance he reached out his backer hoof and cought the apple before it hit the ground. He threw the apple above his head and cought it with his right front hoof.

    "I assume this one belongs to you?"

    He reached out the apple to applejack and smiled friendly. This was something that he had learned on one of his many journeys.

  10. Quillhart settled and turned so he was able to see both of them. He smiled with satisfaction knowing that he had met some new friends. He decided to be polite enough to introduce himself.

    "I'm from the gem mining city named stalliongrade at first but I live nowadays in a small house north of fillydelphia. I'm a writer and an adventurer."

    He smiled with a guilty face and scratched his neck.

    "I can't stand being at the same place all the time. I use to be really shy the only reason why I'm not shy now is because I got my friend flashbomb here. We have met before by the tree but I was to shy to try to be noticed."

    He smiled nervously and wished he had wings so he could fly away when flashbomb left.

    (sorry for late respond you guys are awake when my time goes over to am)

  11. Quillhart had his hoof still reached out for applejack when he turned his head to rarity.

    "oh! I assume you to be the simply dashing dress designer in this town."

    He smiled widely at her and reached another hoof to rarity. So at this point he had one of his hoofs on the front reaching to Applejack and one of his backer hoofs to rarity.

    "I'm Quillhart, but for you it's quill. All of my friends call me that"

    He smiled at each.

  12. Quillhart leaned aside so he could see the pony behind flashbomb.

    "well ain't that just dandy! Tha greatest apple farma' in all of tha great world of Equestria. Ya'know that we haven't met, but ah Sure know who you are."

    He tried to use the same accent as she did but failed at some points. He reached out his hoof and decided to speak with his normal voice from now.

    "I'm Quillhart, but you may call me quill."

    He smiled widely and hoped to get a nice reaction in return.

  13. Quillhart smiled at the ponies he was a lot braver with a friend around.

    "Oh, I've been climbing the tallest mountain, Fought the greatest dragon and faced the queen of disaster to reach the one I love."

    He had a guilty face when he scratched his neck. He pulled his glasses further upon his muzzle.

    "Well that's what I wrote at least."

    He looked a bit nervous realizing that he had their whole attention. He liked to be noticed only if it didn't last for too long. And especially not if it was too intense.

    "I was by the tree but suddenly they all ran off. And you know I'm not really the person who follows if I'm not asked to do so."

    He smiled nervously.

  14. - Appeljack and Flashbomb

    Quillhart grew tired of being all still so he jumped up on his hoofs and stretched his back like a cat. He decided to walk to the sweet apple acres to see if applejack was at home. And he couldn't get enough of the accent of hers. He could see that flashbomb was with Applejack while he approached the village. So he waved and shouted at them.[colour=#daa520] "HI APPLEJACK! HI FLASHBOMB!"[/colour]

  15. -anypony or just to himself

    Quillhart yawned loudly where he was laying under the tree. Nopony had noticed him and even though a lot had happened since the first conversation, he didn't see any conversation where he could join in to add anything. A lot of ponies had walked by him and none of them had cared of him laying there. If they even noticed him. He was in fact bored and wished that somepony would speak to him. [colour=#daa520]"Very well."[/colour] he though loud to himself. He stretched his back and yawned loudly. [colour=#daa520]"I guess I can write to kill some time." [/colour]He reached his hoof into his saddle bag that laid next to him on the ground. And picked up a quill, ink and some paper and began to write a love story.

  16. Quill laughed.[colour=#daa520] "You may call me quill, the walking library."[/colour] He putted his hoof into his saddle bag and took up a black book with a yellow title where one could read:The one you love. [colour=#daa520]"Here you go I was supposed to read it tonight. [/colour]He reached to the young pony and was glad to help. He smiled widely.

  17. Quillhart turned to the fellow ponies. [colour=#daa520]"I don't think that's a good idea. If you ask me I don't think that she will have any time for us."[/colour] He scratched his neck with his hoof.[colour=#daa520] "She is Celestias busy student and all that."[/colour]

    [sorry I've quite a lot to do related to school.]

  18. Quillhart scraped the ground with his hoof and looked away to not show the tear that slowly poured down his cheek. He knew it had been a long time since he had seen his parents. In fact he had only seen them once since he went with the adventurer. And he guessed the he missed them more then he had realized. He turned away form the group when his eyes began to glimmer. He took a seat and sighed to himself. Well, the least I can do is to help those who's parents have been taken from them. He thought to himself. He smiled realizing that life isn't about being sad of what was It's about being happy for what is and will be.[colour=#daa520]"I' [/colour][colour=#daa520]m in!"[/colour] He said while he still was turned away from them. So he dried his tears and smiled to himself. There was no doubt that he would help them.

  19. Lovinity

    ---

    Quillhart who sat by the very same tree as Lovinity laid quietly his hoof on Livinity's shoulders and was sitting quiet next to her. He only wanted Lovinity to know that he cared of her and her feelings. He didn't look at her but he was holding her in such a warm and caring way that he hoped that she would understand how much he cared of her. [colour=#daa520]"Nopony was hurt I assure you."[/colour] He said with a low, friendly voice. [colour=#daa520]"You may pierce my heart with one of my quills if I'm lying."[/colour] He smiled at her. [colour=#daa520]"But be a gem and do not if I'm wrong."[/colour]

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