Every night, in a little stable just outside of town, an old mare lays down to sleep. And every night she has the same dream of rainbows and open sky...
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Looking back, it should have been obvious. It wasn't at the time of course and they knew that, but it was now. All those brief moments they spent together, the close encounters, it was like they were dancing around the subject.
And it all began with something so very small.
Set during season two.
Story eight in my Twidash Challenge: Song Fic
Cover art by johnnoz
Edit: Yes, I won the contest, to my absolute glee!
Twilight wakes from sleep, but did the dream ever end?