A warm summers eve in Ponyville, it was very quiet, all of the street lights were off, nopony to be seen. This dumbfounded a young Twilight Sparkle, seeming to be the only one out on the street. Usually, she was having to swerve out of everyponys way, because the streets were crowded with ponyfolk. Now, it seemed, it was very pleasant, but quiet. Maybe even too quiet.
