I knew that i should of told her how I discovered her long ago. I just could never choke out the right words. When Fire Gleamer told me that some ponies looked at her funny, I knew I had to show her. I knew I had to show her who she really was. Since she was just a tiny filly, she never knew how she looked, or minded. That moment, right there I broke the awkward silence and handed her a mirror. She gasped in horror as she saw her reflection. She burst out of Sugarcube Corner and ran away.
It's been three years since my little Fire Gleamer ran away. I can now only wish that she is safe. At night I look out inside the night sky and whenever I see a star, I am reminded of little Gleamer. I can only hope that she is safe, looking at the same star that twinkles in the night sky, almost as if it has a gleam in its eye itself.