Once long long ago long before your parent's parent's were
born there was a brother & sister. They had been born into the
royal family, being siblings the elder sister chose that her
brother would share the crown with her, being the eldest she
was in charge of the dreams her royal subjects had, from good
to bad they were her duty. As the youngest the brother made
sure every pony got to sleep so they may have a dream, he
never saw these dreams or help his sister with her duty only to
make sure everyone is asleep. One day the siblings started to
fight, the eldest thought that her brother had it easy while the
youngest thought he wasn't important. With that everyone
turned against them, following the sister's friend who didn't like
to see them fight. She gathered the elements of harmony and
turned them both to stone. With this the heroine became the
next ruler of Equestria.
With this Artimis closed her book and ajusted her glasses,
the breeze turned into wind. Locks of her black and blue mane
brushed across her face. It was now getting chilly, Artimis
buttoned up her sweater and started to canter home,
Equestria's Trottingham was chilly this time of year. Something
about how the siblings had been turned to stone bugged her,
but she didnt know why
Artimis pushed though the wind, it was almost to strong for her. She was slowly nearing her cottage, she could hear her owl's hooting from the library. His name was Thicket, he must have found a good book or found a bug in one of the rooms. Artimis stood in front of her door, the wind was howling and it was cold, she opened the door. The wind ripped it out of her grasp and it slammed open, she stepped inside and went behind the door and pushed as hard as she could to shut it, the door latched shut then the wind threatened to reopen it. Artimis locked the four locks the door held. With the door safely in place she hung her sweater on a kitchen chair and headed to her private library. She had got home just in time, a storm started once she had gotten in her library. The book she had been reading had been read several times by her eyes but it never grew tiresome. She read to the part where the royal siblings had been turned to stone when the storm had gotten so bad it shook the house. With the noise she couldn't finish the book, so she thought about how the elements of harmony saved the day. With that much power someone could rule all of Equestria. They had to be a myth, a tale, but what if it was real? Who posses them? Where we're they this very moment? She pondered this for a moment. A crack shoot the night, but is didn't sound like lightning, more like glass shattering. Artimis looked out her window, she saw nothing. With this she headed to bed, late in the night flapping awoke her. The night was dark and she couldn't see a thing.
