“Come on, Storm Lily!” the young Pegasus stallion called over his shoulder, looking at his companion.
“I’m coming, Cloudy Night,” the beautiful, pale orange mare called after her dark gray companion. “Keep your wings on,” she added, flipping her with a light gray mane out of her face.
The two flew over the Everfree Forest calmly; they had made this trip many times before. The night sky was well lit by stars and the full moon and a gentle breeze caressed the Pegasi as they flew. It was not long before they landed in a clearing. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Storm Lily took off with a burst of speed, galloping down the path that was not immediately noticeable. Looking over her shoulder, she called to her friend; “Race you!”
“HEY, no fair!” the stallion called after her with a laugh. He chased her, but she had too much of a head start. He burst into a smaller clearing a few steps behind Lily. In the clearing was a house. It was unlike anything from his hometown of Ponyville; the huts and houses back home where made of wood and straw; this one was made of nothing but stone. Windows stood every few steps around the perimeter of the one room in the hut. Cloudy Night and Storm Lily had found the house on its way to ruin weeks ago and had been working on restoring it.
Smiling at the memory, Cloudy Night walked up to Storm Lily where she stood staring above the door. He kissed her gently on the cheek. “I guess you win,” he whispered softly in her ear.
“I guess so,” she whispered back, leaning against him. Raising her voice to normal level and straightening up, she looked above the door and spoke. “Have you ever noticed that before?” She asked, gesturing to an engraving above the door.
Cloudy Night looked where Storm Lily was pointing. Above the door 12 words had been carved in the stone and signed with initials. Unlike the rest of the house, the stone into which the words had been carved into were in near-perfect condition. It seemed odd that the note had survived as well as it had; perhaps it had been magically enhanced? Ignoring these unimportant thoughts, Night quickly read the words.
“Nope, never seen this,” he said cheerfully. “Still, we have only come here about a dozen or so times. Come on, let’s go inside. It’s getting cold.” Not sparing the words any more thought, he walked on into the hut.
Storm Lily cast one last wondering glance at the engraving before she followed the other Pegasus inside. Above the door, the words seemed to glow in the moonlight.
Rebuilt in loving memory of Fluttershy. I will never leave you again.
-R.D.