Dance with the Dark

A pink mare with golden eyes and a yellow green mane trotted down the road, only stopping to fix stray hairs in her other wise perfectly styled and kept mane. This mare was a Canterlot noble named Healing Magic. She was a doctor who worked and studied in magical injuries, and injuries that could be healed with magic. She wore a satin shawl over her shoulders, which aided in fighting to keep the cold out, and keep the warmth in as she trudged through the snow.

Passing through the streets she found only one place open which had the promise of fire, rest, and a posable warm beverage. The only problem was it was very unorthodox. The only place open was a little tent-like hut with stars, moons, and other shapes confirming her suspicions. She entered the fortune-teller's tent quietly, gently tapping on the first wooden object she saw with her hoof.

A kindly looking mare trotted out wearing large hoop earrings with a single white star on her pale blue nose. Her mane was also a light baby blue with a single strand of violet striping down the side. She trotted over to healing and smiled beckoning her farther into the tent. Her bright purple eyes flashed to a stove where a kettle boiled, and screamed to be emptied of it's contents.

Feeling more relaxed, Healing sat on a near-by cushion, where a table full of letters were littered about. She read over one in curiosity while she waited and noted that the letter seemed to describe how the sender's life was going down the drain ever since a pony named 'Twilight Sparkle' Defeated a Ursa Minor when all she could do was sit and gape at the other's power.

She was interrupted from her thoughts when the mare spoke, once she had given tea to both Healing and herself and finally sat down."So, what were you doing out on a day like this? And if I'm not mistaken, you're a noble, so why not call a cabby?"

She just nudged at her tea for a second almost seeming sorry for asking before she introduced herself,"Oh. I'm sorry I forgot to say, my name is Lucky Charm Lullamoon, and you are..?"

"Healing Magic, Duchess of the Obsidian family. Ummm, you could just call me Healing if you want though..." She stated, her humble tone giving off an air of regality. A little draft breezed through the tent causing Healing and Charm to shiver slightly.

Lucky Charm padded over to the window which had been ajar, then turned back once it had been closed,"So, I'm assuming you only came by to get warm? Not for a telling."

"Oh, yes, I'm very sorry, your's was the only place I could find," she paused furrowing her brows and sighing,"Well, I'd hate to just drop in for tea and run... I think it would be nice to try a fortune teller.. Or, at least, not me, my foal."

"Oh a foal? Well, normally I need the pony present, but I can try." She began her magic tapping into her talent.

"No! You don't have to, I'm still pregnant, I mean that you could tell me his or her's fortune?" She corrected quickly before the mistake could be taken too far.

"Ah, okay, I didn't know you were with foal, you look very good. Let me correct my magic, and then we'll see." She then changed the course of her magic so it would tell of the soon to be born foal.

"Alright, here we go." She floated a crystal ball over which had a barely visible figure on it, yet the closer it got the better the image became. "She'll be very beautiful, graceful, and a bit stubborn. She also may have highly skilled magical capabilities and...!" She paused, a blissful smile full of surprise on her face, making Healing more and more curious until Charm filled her in.

"Sweet Celestia! She's an emotion caster?! Obsidian is going to be so excited! Emotion casters seem to be so rare these days! The last time i heard of one was StarSwirl The Bearded!" Healing practically was bouncing in place on the pillow she had been sitting on.

Though it seemed almost immediately after this Charm looked dismayed. "Well, though it's not common knowledge, So-"  another image had appeared and it made her body quake in terroir. It was a prophecy. "Healing, sit down please, there is more..." Healing sat noticing the look on Charm's face,"Your very high in position, so I'm going to assume you've heard of the Prophecy of The Dimmed Dawning?"

"No I have not, what does it have to do with my foal? Is she... involved?" Healing whispered, anxiety creeping into her voice. While all Charm could do is nod, and tell what the Prophecy foretold.

"A foal will be born of magenta and blue, gifted with power only truly matched by one.

The cold and hatred is reborn, more powerful then thought. The prosperity of the north will fail, and darkness's reign will prevail.

The dimming dawn of the north will fall, to be taught to fear and grieve.

In the end love will come through, Yet crimes which of darkness will be to blame, when darkness falls and then is saved by the dawn, only for the dawn to fall it's self."

Charm recited her voice dull and well rehearsed. It had plagued her before and now she knew what it truly meant. Dimmed dawning meant the foal of blue and purple. The filly was to be the dimming dawn.

"I... I need to go find Obsidian, thank you so much, I just... Need to go." Healing jumped from her seat, galloping out into the cold, mane whipping around in the storm raging outside, while the love between mother and child was burning brighter than any storm, and the tears kept the snow from stinging her eyes.

Charm looked on in worry, the poor mare, she did nothing to cause this fate, and yet she wanted to help so much. So much, yet it was fate. And fate cannot be changed. Mercy on her.