my little Shonen
The prologue
In the middle of the city known as Ponyville, sat a young woman with multicolored hair flowing majestically and a smile creasing her face as she looked down upon the great Metropolis before standing up and turning back, around to the to the middle staircase.
“Tomorrow is the day,” she said to no one in particular, while circling the staircase.
“You ready?” a voice said. Startled, the woman turned around.
“Oh Gleaming, I didn't see you there. Yes I suppose, although whether we're ready or not, she comes tomorrow night,” the multicolored haired girl said under her breath.
“Yes,” the other woman replied. “What's wrong? You sound worried,” Gleaming said with a worried voice.
“Yes I am worried. I'm worried about dusk. I don't know if he'll be able to handle what he's about to go through.”
“I guess we’ll find that out tomorrow,” Gleaming said with a hopeful voice. “You're right,” Celestia said wearily. “Let's just hope that everything works out alright tomorrow and it won't go as bleakly as I expect it to.”,
