//------------------------------// // Shine (10/6/2016) // Story: A Pony a Day // by OfTheIronwilled //------------------------------// Applejack stared up outside the train window; it was streaked with cold rain, which pitter-pattered across the glass with glee. The starlight swirled within the water, refracted at strange angles and looked almost blurry. But AJ could see two stars up there just fine. She huffed, and sighed harshly, and tapped her hooves to the cot. Then she looked down, to where a little pile of ribbons had been squirreled away at her front. They were crumpled and bent, to the point that she couldn't read the script sewn into the fabric -- but she didn't need to see those numbers to know that none of them had a '1', and that none of them were even close to blue. But that would be okay. She looked up at the stars. She looked back along the train tracks, to a faraway Ponyville. Applejack would make them proud.