It was past midnight, just like any other night, truly, the night sky was a beauty to behold, the little details like constellations being amongst the “little” things 4 friends have grown to appreciate.
But that was not the only reason they stayed up late tonight, because they knew of the Lunar Princess's talent, the dream world, although her talent and domain, was a gift to her and was entrusted to her by their own kind, and they knew the respect that comes when such a thing exist, both from her talent and ability that she possesses, they also knew how to evade her watchful eyes during her night watch, something even she couldn't truly master to the fullest.
Enough of the serious talk, let us see what 4 friends have planned for the rest of the night.
“Gentlemen,” a voice spoke in the dimly lit room, the room itself was fairly modest, having a table and 4 chairs, with things like cabinets and the like to make it seem livelier than what seemed, “I am glad we are all able to attend this little reunion of ours…”
“Indeed!” Another voice said joyously, “We have come back together, after long business ventures on our individual merits, to go down in the annals of history once more!”
A nod of agreement between the 4 figures is shared, smiles that, as Formosa, or truly, Moses, had grown to appreciate long ago.
“And today we share this reunion not as of ponies or even men! No, today we stand here as friends! As equals with proper merits to our names!” another voice said, expressing great joy at this gathering, raising his glass of wine up, the glass itself being nothing to fancy.
This was of course followed by the other three raising their own glasses, their drinks differing to their own liking, different beverages for different fields, yet they nonetheless shared this pristine moment of reunion.
“Indeed it has been too long, and this reunion of ours is, of course, thanks to our dear friends, Moses Riverson! Indeed a man of his word, a toast to his name for the dawn of a new era for our worlds and so much more! An act of service that we have shared and served for more than a decade!” another exclaimed.
If it wasn’t obvious by now, the big 4 have decided to meet up in a secluded part of the Everfree Forest, hidden deep within the forest, an old bunker that has yet to be stumbled upon by the brave soul of any creature. The same as before, nearing midnight, they all sat at this humble little room that was hastily fixed to look presentable, but it will do for the time being. A momentous reunion between friends was after all needed, the façade of business dropping as these 4 longtime friends were again, tackling another situation, or in this case, world, together.
For the first time in a long while, these 4 have become the materials of plenty of myths and legends, both in the world of eqiune and myth that is the world of Equus and their own, all in their own merits, truly, these men could be as kind and lenient as the most pacifist of creatures yet also be the cruelest of devils if necessary, a chaotic balance that was harmonic to some extent, something each of the 4 had prided themselves for.
“You are all being too kind, especially you, Conner, but I still thank you, all of you! For your overflowing gratitude. Indeed, this was a reunion long overdue, I only really did my part as a friend in this group.”
“Ah, there goes the man again, humbling himself. Listen, Moses, we stand here as friends, so soak up the praise every once in and awhile.” Said the response, “I mean, LOOK AT ME! I am Conner Earnheart! Once a complete no one who could barely defend himself before you gave me a chance in service, just look at Robert Rowen, once a gambling addict who wrecked his own life, with you giving him a new perspective and motive as he rebuilt everything that had been taken from him in the same manner of which he lost everything, or even Miles Lawrence, a humble student who couldn’t even pass the bar exam, not until you gave him a place in a prestigious Law School, turning him into a terrifyingly reasonable person that he is today…”
A moment of silence, one that was out of respect if anything else for the man that has changed both lives and history.
“Now, look at yourself, Moses Riverson, you simple man who followed and pursued his studies to become the best of the best, to challenge the most powerful, and yet, here you are, having set all of those aside, countless years’ worth of time and effort even, to not only help us but also be with us as a leader and friend. We are men! Humans with a forged friendship that stood the literal test of time as we all played the sides of evil and good in the many worlds we have supervised. This world is no different, yet we stand here to reward the creation of our own species, a long story that we have all played a part in, and one we should all be very thankful, especially towards you, Moses.” He said with a smile, genuinely meaning every word said.
These three men, Conner, Robert, and Miles, all flawed people, had seen true growth of their own merit by the side of Moses. But if these men knew the Riverson name, well, the easiest way to say it is to be fate bound, like water going town stream, he could only follow where the river takes him, the river that most of us have come to know as fate, as destiny, a thought that still irked Moses no matter how much he repressed the thought.
A smile was his response as he decided to change the subject matter, “Well thanks, really appreciate it, but before we continue, have you guys heard from the other families or the head?”
A resounding silence filled the space as it became clear to Moses that the answer was a no. Besides the point, he decided he wouldn’t be a salty sport now, if anything, he should be happy.
“Well, that’s beside the point! Drink up boy’s we got an entire world to lead!” He explained, downing his drink, which the other three followed suit.
Tonight was a long night, but nevertheless, these 4 men managed to spend quality time with each other, telling stories and the like as the night continued.
But alas, all good things must come to an end, and this was no different, as all four packed they're on their own accord, they all went their separate ways once more. And as the festivities finally came to a close and Moses started to walk out of the forest, the transformation from a Human to a pony took hold, and soon, he was again Formosa.
He would, admittedly, never get used to the process, and how indeed terrifying and yet widespread the use of DNA manipulation had come, but he shook his head, disregarding that train of thought.
Right now, he planned to find a good book to read the rest of the night, and if he’s lucky, be bound to a night of dreamless sleep, one that he would wake up in the morning. God knows what was in store for him the next day.