The Easter Story: One Trot Closer
The night sky may still continue in the rift, but in my pocket dimension will come the time when I need to rest my head. I looked out of the window by The Rift City as I wait for my frappe from the barkeep while I got lost in thought. Was Celestia right to brandishing me? Was it mostly my fault? After many events earlier before the Pony Fair, why was that the final straw? I have may other questions, all of them have no answers. I felt alone with nothing to say in the matter. I can still smell The Canterlot Castle halls smelling like lavender before going to bed before my banishment.
I then felt a presents behind me as I was drinking half way though my frappe. I looked back for a second while I hold my glass cup, but there was no one behind me. As I turned back to face the bar, two mares behind the bar were staring at me. I jumped like the cat vs cucumber video. I later collected myself and saw the two mares on the floor, laughing. I then spoke in the most sour voice I could ever