A Lonely, Wandering Heart Chapter 5 preview.

By the time I had finished my cup of reheated hot chocolate, the day transitioned to being less bright. The sun never showed because it was winter. Clouds of various types still covered the blue sky, mostly dark gray in color. Hearth’s Warming Eve was three weeks away, and I stayed in Grandpa’s cabin for one day, going on two. Unfortunately, the weather still did not calm itself down. The blizzard was still going about.

Earlier, Grandpa's letter had answered that one question regarding my friends' presents. Not only that, he also revealed in his letter that the "unknown force" pushing down that brown box was his spirit. I wish I had the ability to see his sprit with a third eye, it would've came in handy. One fact I read about the spirit world, is that entities - as such - choose not to reveal themselves until ready. Whether to a loved one such as a grand child.

How did his soul have a will of its own, and knock down that box to get my attention? As much as I desired to have this answered, there is more on my plate at this moment. My friends' presents, finding a flu medication for Coco Pommel, and this blizzard. I'm feeling like a mess. I looked down to the living room floor, ears down, and closed my eyes in despair. When I did this, my horn unexpectedly glowed at its own will.

With my eyes closed, all I could see was a blackhole within the abyss.

'Twilight Sparkle. Remember to pray in times of doubt, sorrow and when you feel to have no hope.' An anonymous voice said, within the darkness of my closed of eyes.

' Huh? Who are you?' My conscious asked.

'I am Christ, your Lord and Savior. I am here inside your thoughts, Twilight'.

'How did you get into my thoughts?'

'Never underestimate your faith, it can do many great things in your life. I am a heavenly spirit, I can do many wonders.'

'I know you, dear Lord. I just feel so hopeless. On this journey, I pray that your light will be there to guide the way to my destination. That CoCo Pommel may be healed from her flu with your healing hoof' Twilight Sparkle's conscious said again.

'I will bestow my healing hoof upon her until you arrive at Manehattan. I wish you the best on your adventure'. The glow in my horn dimmed.

I was shedding tears of sorrow. These were no tears of joy nor doubt, because this three week adventure had taken a toll on me. My eyes were still shut, as tears continued to drip down my face.
I’m in prayer.

As the voice of Jesus eventually faded away from my mind, including my conscious. I slowly was able to open my eyes back up. My eyes were red from crying while in prayer, which normally doesn't happen to me when I did this with my family. When my horn glowed, it was a sign indicating Christ was present - not physically - but spiritually. I admired myself, for having the courage to pray alone. But it's not the same inner peace you feel when you pray with family.

My eyes ran out of tears to cry, as my tear gap did dry up after awhile. When I was a filly, I always felt crying was a sign of weakness. But it isn't, it's a sign that the emotional wound will heal with time. That things will improve, get better.

'Thank you, Lord Almighty!'

I smiled softly, feeling relieved I was no longer shedding waterfalls. I finally was able to open my eyes, still slightly red from crying.

I sat on the brown sofa and turned my head to the window in the near distance. The six square window, was approximately four to six centimeters away from where I was sitting. I am by the fireplace, feeling warmed up after drinking a reheated hot chocolate. The view of the flame, burning within the chimney, gave me a sense of comfort I hadn't felt since I was little. As I sat on the brown sofa, with the finished hot coco mug on top of the coffee table, I couldn't help but think about my parents.

What could Mom and Dad be doing right now? I wonder.

I made the decision to cast locatum visualis, a spell I learned in the School of Magic in my early teens. Locatum Visualis is casted in times of dangerous emergencies or used to see the activities of other ponyfolk. Say for example, you desire to see what dear activities your mother and father are involving themselves in, then this is a charitable moment to seize and make use of locatum visualis.

I closed my eyes for the second time, lit my horn with its usual magenta aura, and solely concentrated my thoughts only on Mom and Dad. To utilize the use of this spell, I had to think of the ponies I was searching for in my core memory.

I desire to know what mother and father are doing during the winter season, in Canterlot.

My horn glowed magenta as I took the time to let the spell take course. A warm sensation of magic surrounded me as I closed my eyes to concentrate on locatum visualis. The usual background of the cabin's living room slowly disappeared as the spell finally took its effect. I felt the euphoria of white glowing orbs coming toward me. The white glowing orbs then quickly multiplied to form an overlapped oval. Once the site of the living room disappeared, I saw the most wondrous site I had ever seen.

Through the spell, it revealed a white tower with many countless windows. I recognized the building right away, it was my former foal hood residence.

Mother. Father. What are you both doing to prepare for the holidays? I began to wonder.

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In the Sparkle residence, Twilight Velvet and her husband, Night Light are decorating their fir tree with assorted holiday ornaments of red, green and gold. The couple decide to spend the holiday by being in each others' company, along with a very special visitor, all the way from Ponyville.

Their oldest child, Shining, is celebrating Hearth's Warming this year in the Crystal Empire with his family. But for their youngest child, Twilight, both parents are unaware of the self voyage she is on.

"Nighty, honey. We know that Shining Armor is celebrating with Cadence this year. But what about Twilight, do you know what she's doing for Hearth's Warming?" Velvet asks her husband.

As her husband is decorating the fir tree with a unique looking ornament, he levitates the special ornament from the intended spot he wanted to decorate, to reply to his wife. "No Vel, I do not have the slightest idea of what our little girl is doing. Maybe she's spending the holidays with her friends. Why?"

Night Light then levitates the unique looking ornament next to a hoof-made gold ornament, with the initials NDpainted in the center. He and his wife continue gathering additional ornaments from a brown box labeled in black permanent marker: "Father's Hearth's Warming decorations, personally hoof-made." As both of them continue decorating the tree, top to bottom, an earth pony with a tan coat is seen rolling a four wheeled cart holding three cups of hot chocolate.

Freshly hot, made by yours truly, Dr. Hooves.

Hooves is currently visiting the Sparkle's residence in Canterlot. Unbeknownst to the Sparkles, their only daughter is staying in Night Light’s father’s cabin he hoof built. Plus, with Dr. Hooves keeping them company, they were safe from the enchanted blizzard of the winter woods.

'Should I tell them about Twilight is doing?'

'Don't, it'll make her mom and dad worry for her. Let them spend the Hearth's Warming together that they deserve'. A mysterious voice whispers in his mind.

By the time hot chocolate is ready and still steaming hot, Night Light and Velvet are about halfway done with tree decorating. The loving couple turn their heads to...

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Aloha from Hawaii, dear readers. If you are reading this blog post, I present to you another chapter preview of A Lonely, Wandering Heart. I am doing this because I want you guys to grasp a sense of what is going to happen in the story, as you slowly follow along. I have many great plans and ideas for the next future chapters to come. Enjoy reading what I have for now.