- >You are a fluffy pony and you are sneaking out for the night.
- >You creep quietly.
- >Something flies over head.
- >You lay still hoping it doesn’t see you.
- >Everything is quiet, you are safe.
- >You truddle quickly to your secret spot.
- >Your herd mates tell you not to go out at night.
- >That the area of the Everfree Forest where you live is too dangerous.
- >Well, they actually say, “Munstas at dawkie time, nuu go ou’!”
- >But you want to see the sparklies.
- >You find your stump.
- >It is in a small glade and lets you see the sky perfectly.
- >You clamber up and get on top of it.
- >You don’t see the glowing eyes looking at you from the woods.
- >You carefully lie down and roll on your back.
- >You found the perfect stump that has a little dip letting you lie comfortably as you look at the sparklies.
- >You look up at the stars.
- >You wish your herd mates were here to see this.
- >They are truly beautiful in the clear night sky.
- >You are oblivious to the wooded canine that creeps out of the wood coming closer.
- >The twinkling of the stars fills you with exhilaration.
- >You wish there was a way to grab them.
- >A shooting star streams across the night sky.
- >”Ooooooh, pweettty!”
- >You don’t hear the timber wolf get close enough to pounce.
- >It licks its lips hungrily.
- >You sigh looking at the night sky.
- >There are so much wonder in the sky.
- >”Twinkwies pwetty.”
- >”Fwuffy wub dawkie time.”
- >Fwuffy wan dawkie time aww de time…”
- >Your eyes sparkle looking at the wonderful night sky.
- >The timber wolf leaps with its fangs bare.
- >It stops in the air with a glowing field around it.
- >It has a confused look on its face as it is launched far away.
- >A dark alicorn walks out of the woods and smiles at the fluffy pony.
- >She looks warmly at the giggling ball of fluff then makes her horn glow.
- >The fluffy squees happily as several shooting stars shoot across the sky.
- >”Enjoy thyself little one.” The alicorn mutters as she sneaks back into the woods.
- >The fluffy eventually gets up and trots back to his herd’s hiding spot and sleeps dreaming of the splendors of the sky.