Somewhere out on Canterlot’s Coast Line
The moonlight sparkled on the waves as the crashed upon the canterlot shores. If one was walking about, looking out into the surf, they might have been thinking; What a beautiful night! Or maybe, I’d love to go for a swim, what if there are sharks in the water?! Perhaps a few of them would of gazed out at the stars as well, and pondered the mysterious and deeper questions of the universe. Maybe, if they had been on one partical stretch of beach, they might of seen a curly purples haired head pop out of the water. If they were concerned, upon the head belonged to a little girl, they might have been compleded to make sure she was okay, and in the girl would have dove back into the water, revealing her tail as she did so. Or maybe they would have thought it was none of their business what a girl was doing in the water so later at night and moved on.
Of course, no human had seen the little girl surface. Nor, did they see her drag her tail up onto the shore either, looking upon the land, a look determination in her eyes.
“Rarity,” one Sweetie Belle whispered, as if her sister would somehow hear...