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// Our First Meeting 
// Story: The Sealed Pony 
// by BlindLight 
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"MMmmmmmm", cooed the mare as she took another sip of her iced tea. It's rather hot today, she thought to herself. She glanced towards Ponyville, the pegasi were clearing the clouds, letting the unrelenting sun's heat beat down on the land. She gave a silent chuckle to herself, thinking about how cute the mortals were, trying to control everything. They have no idea how exhausting that can be. Memories whizzed around in her head as she remembered trying to sculpt every mountain to look just right. A large slurping sound jarred her out of her flashback. She looked at the empty glass she now held in her hoof. 

"Drat! and that was my last bit of leaves too!", the mare grumbled to herself as she went to fetch her saddlebags. Looks like I'll have to make a quick run into town.

After a few hours hike she promptly found herself in the crowded markets. Ponies shuffling to and fro, wandering lines lacing the streets. Vendors shouting about their new sales. I certainly seemed to make them noisy creatures, didn't I? After a few minuets of browsing various shops she remembered why she came in the first place and quickly set off to her destination.

She knocked a few times on the old wooden door. It looked like it had just recently been re-varnished. The door opened to reveal an old friend of hers. 

"Carrot Top! Good to see you!" she exclaimed. She met Carrot Top years ago and they occasionally shared gardening tips. "Let me guess, you've run out of tea leaves again, I swear! I grow almost as many tea leaves as I do carrots because of you.", Carrot said giggling. " Sorry for the trouble Carrot, but nopony has a green hoof like you do.", she said, rubbing the back of her neck with her hoof. "Flatterer, so, the usual?" Carrot said while fetching the leaves. "Yes", she answered, quickly retrieving her coin pouch.

She wandered the streets for awhile, pausing every now and again to smell the fresh leaves in her bag. Ahhh tea, one of my greatest creations. If i do say so myself. 

She plopped herself on a bench next to the fountain in the town square. Contently watching her creations wander. She must have been daydreaming because she didn't even notice a mare come and plant herself right next to her. She wouldn't have noticed her at all if not for the slight rustling of her saddlebags, quickly accompanied by a loud sniffing sound. She turned to say something but was immediately stopped by the pony before her,or rather her eyes. The first thing she noticed on the mare were her large eyes, they were as deep and blue as the ocean, and held a gentleness as vast as the sky. Her mane was blacker than the darkest of nights, with a coat more whit and pure than fresh snow. 

"Those tea leaves smell lovely, are they a cross breed between green and grey?", her voice flowing like a river.  "Wow, spot on!" , she replied, barely containing a blush. "Sorry, where are my manners, I'm Seraph Hymm.", she said, extending a hoof. "Call me Divi."