Micro Story VII · 10:07am Jan 30th, 2018
Twilight glanced out the windows at the dim backdrop of stars.
Night time, she thought, and lazily went back to reading.
Then she returned back to the window.
No wait, that's space!
In which Twilight asks the real questions: How the hay did I get here?
P.S. Next fic I'll finish is probably Takes the Cake and then Owlowicious and then by request.
Oh, silly Twi, the "how did you get there" question is easy to answer - magic!