Kalpira Posted June 13, 2011 Report Share Posted June 13, 2011 The Gala seemed to be as fancy as could be for the shy filly that wandered around. Mist was wearing a silky pink dress, with white frills and several stitched coins that made her sound like metal clasping against metal, but in a good way. She looked just like a pony that had come from a far away land, and in fact, that was truly what she was. Her dress matched her usual veil, that covered half of her muzzle, a piece she never got rid of. Beneath that soft piece, she hid a gentle smile while she investigated the place. She headed to the bridge, watching her reflection in the water. She rarely looked at herself in any reflective surface, mainly because she thought she was way too different from any other pony she had seen. She had never spoke about such things with other ponies, but she preferred to keep that thought to herself. She looked around for a moment. Maybe there was nopony around, and all of them were dancing back there in the gala. With that thought in mind, she let her happiness show itself, and she giggled happily as a butterfly flew around her. Her giggling almost sounded like water drops falling down, her dress blowing right behind her as she happily pranced over the bridge. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ShadowStorm88 Posted June 13, 2011 Report Share Posted June 13, 2011 A young foal gulped nervously as he glanced up into the skies. Staring across the long, and beautiful darkness he couldnt help but smile lightly at the sight. Sometimes wherever he camped, he was unable to see the moon from where he slept and it sadly ment he was unable to see one of the most beautiful images of Canterlot ever. Princess Luna really did know how to make the night wonderful. Looking across Lovers bridge, he blushed at the mere mention of the name. Dressed in his small black vest, to match his green fur he couldnt help but wonder if the name was just that, a name. During his travels, that was one of the many things in his life that he'd like to experince. Love. But...whenever he was around ponies his own age, he would freeze up or...not know what to say. Almost as if he was blowm away by their beauty. Pfft, he should be tougher then this then allow something like that to happen. He failed to notice the prancing filly approaching his way. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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