The city looked very beautiful at this time of night. Bright white moonlight and starlight hit the tops of the taller buildings, and the streets were lit by the softer yellow of lampposts and the lights spilling from business windows.
Canterlot's circular layout had a very subtle effect on its architecture. As Luna's carriage clacked towards the center of the city, the buildings became subtly more compact, the alleyways slightly narrower. The shift in planning made the natural and artificial light warp slightly as they went, and the blurry patterns they made were quite calming.
They passed under a bridge, and it tapered slightly. No ordinary pony would have noticed, but the designers had been quite deliberate about it.
That wasn't what looked off about it.
“Razor Wind, Empty Sky, stop the cart,” Luna ordered.
“Oh great, not again,” Razor muttered.
Luna leapt out of the cart and floated towards the bridge. It was coated in shadows, but there was clearly a large p