A gentle breeze blew as soft, cotton like clouds moved overhead as rays of sunlight shone through every break possible. Upon a little rock on the outskirts of Ponyville lay Silver, looking dreamily at the sights around her. This truly was a beautiful place. If only her parents could see her now. She sighed slightly, casting her mind back to early years.
She grew up in a small port town known as Hooven Bay. Her family owned the port there, and the town was pretty much run by them. Her mother was a local nurse, and her father a manual labour stallion. She had three brothers and a couple of sisters, but was only really close to her brother and mother. Hours upon hours of her time were spent watching the waves move back and forth from the beach, a constant rhythm, supplying and nourishing the beach while at the same time tearing it apart. The planet’s heartbeat, she liked to call it. It kept her calm, made her feel safe... She’d get into no end of trouble mimicking the rhythm whenever she could, causing people to become annoyed with her whenever she did.
And then the fateful day came. She awoke with the same rhythm she knew and loved pulsing through her. Constantly. Before she could stop herself her horn glowed and started to play it with her pens and pencils on her desk. Her dad burst in and told her to stop, before letting his jaw drop as her cutie mark appeared. A drum. Suddenly, he and her mother became extremely supportive of this instrument playing. But they both knew there was nothing here she could do. So they started to save up what money they could. Ten years past, and a now grown Silver walked downstairs casually.
“Morning all” She said happily. Her face immediately dropped as she saw the reluctant look in her parents eyes. “W-what’s going on?”
“You’re moving.” They both said sadly, after a long pause.
“I’m... WHAT?!”
“It’s time you followed your dreams, your talents. Let them be seen by others. We’ve got enough money saved, and have the whole trip planned for you. You’ll be living in Ponyville, nice town, plenty of opportunity.”
Silver’s eyes dropped to the floor. She knew she had no choice in the matter. “I... I don’t know what to say” she muttered as she looked back up, her eyes filling with tears, before running to her parents and holding them close.
She’d never forget that moment when she looked back at her family, her mother sobbing, her father holding her while ushering me to go. As tears rolled down my cheek, I looked down at my flank. Why couldn’t I have a talent I could use here? She thought sadly, as the cart she sat in rolled away from her past.
The same feeling entered her body as she looked at the letter laying at her hooves.
“Dear Silver,
I hope everything is going alright for you. Mother and I are fine... But there’s something you should know. The family has fallen apart. Your brothers and sisters have left for good, and the business is failing us, so we have gone into retirement. We’ve moved abroad, I’m sorry we couldn’t visit you, there simply wasn’t enough money left. I hope you can understand hun...
With love from all of our hearts,
Your father, Heavy Hooves.”
A single tear fell down her cheek... She’d never see her parents again.