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!53BKYS8dZU 02/22/11(Tue)01:36 No.23702373>>23702351
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At last she shook herself out of the moon-dream that had held her in its spell, and she took the first few steps down towards the glade itself. She ached to be among the flowers themselves, to smell them and touch them, to gambol among them like a new born foal. But something stopped her – a strange feeling that barred her way, and made her shiver with fear. She shied away, and galloped back behind the safety of the outcropping – and as she did, the glow of the flowers deepened and intensified, until it seemed as if the moon itself had descended into the glade.
Her heart fluttered and leapt in her chest, but the intoxicating desire to look upon the Moonflower’s beauty gave her courage, and she poked her head around the rock again. And there, among the flowers, she saw her. It was Princess Luna herself.
As her hooves touched the ground, Luna folded her great wings and landed lightly among the moonflowers. Her coat was as blue as the night shadows that appear under starlight, and her mane was the colour of the sky on the edge of night, and she looked about her with shy green eyes like frozen emeralds.
And then, as Fluttershy watched, Luna began to dance.
She reared up onto her hind legs and, closing her eyes in abandon, she tossed her mane, which flowed behind her in the night breeze like the shimmering robes of the aurora. And when her forefeet touched the ground again, she broke into a canter, and as her slender legs lifted her gracefully and lightly among the moonflowers, their pollen puffed up in tiny glittering clouds like ground diamond dust. |
