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// With a smile on her face 
// Story: Shimmer 
// by CrescentShimmer 
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VIII:

“Oh Rarity, it’s so comfortable! I mean, I’m sure that it looks lovely, but, you know…” Crescent began twirling in circles.

“Be still, silly pony! I still have to sew one last thing on.”

Crescent stopped. “Sorry…”

“Not a problem.” Rarity was focused on finishing this dress. She put final stitches on it and took a step back and gazed upon her work. “Finished! And might I say, it is simply amazing! You look stunning.”

Crescent’s face lit up with extreme happiness. “Thank you so much, Rarity. It means a lot to me!”

“It’s no trouble at all.” Rarity was smiling an enormous smile. She was happy with her work, but even more pleased that it had made Crescent so ecstatic. “Twilight should be back any time now. It’s getting late.”

“I should get back to Twilight’s library. Thanks for everything today, Rarity. You’re such a great friend.”

“But, Crescent, shouldn’t I walk with you? I don’t want you to get lost.”

“It’s fine, Rarity. See?” Crescent’s horn began to glow a shade of bright cyan. “I had almost forgotten that I had this spell. It’s one of the only ones I know, but I haven’t used it since I was a filly and didn’t know my way around Trottston.”

“Oh? What does it do?”

“It allows me to return to anywhere I have been before. Using my own memory with a passive spell I put on myself years ago, I log my location at all times. So, when I use the path spell, it triggers a ‘sixth sense’ sort of thing that makes me just able to know how to get somewhere I have logged in my mind.”

“That is extremely intricate. Does it work every time?

“It has never failed me before. Watch this.” Crescent opened Rarity’s front door and stepped out. She began walking on the dirt path without trouble. “See? I can walk back to Twilight’s library with ease!”

“That is rather impressive! By all means, do your thing.”

“Goodbye Rarity, thanks again!”

“Anytime.”

Crescent stared her walk down the path to the Library. Rarity continued to watch her through her window. Crescent’s spell appeared to be working well. She made every turn on the road necessary to reach her destination. Rarity let out a yawn, went up to her bedroom, and fell asleep with a smile on her face.