A modiste is like any artist, needing both skill and inspiration in order to work their craft. Rarity, unfortunately, finds herself in possession of only one, and when the normal avenues to awaken her muse fail to produce results, she decides a change of scenery is in order.

Her trip to the coast and the sleepy village of Portside begins as expected, but she rapidly finds herself stumbling into something far more embroiling than she had ever anticipated of her simple holiday.

It isn't often that things go well for Derpy. Between her eyes, her clumsiness, and her propensity for disaster, it's hard enough just to make friends. Add to that a revolving door of jobs and a daughter to raise, it's a miracle that she has much time for herself at all. So when her date stands her up at a loud, flashy club, it hurts.

Maybe she should just give up. Or, maybe she just needs the kindness of a strange bartender in purple shades.

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Twilight faces the thought of immortality with her usual aplomb: falling down into a ball of misery and confusion about her role, and what she will do in the eventual absence of her friends and family.

That is, until a much older Twilight Sparkle takes the time to talk to her.