The Miracle That Is Myracle

Dark, unforgiving eyes stared down at me. Their yellow color almost appeared to be glowing in the dim light, which only added to my uneasiness. I shrunk back, feeling Violet Melody, my aunt's, reassuring hoof on my shoulder.

The pony's terrifying gaze finally left my own and went back to Violet. "Violet, I can't just go taking in fillies for free. It costs time and money to run an orphanage, you know, and the only way I can continue in this business is if I get paid. Now if you don't mind, it's time for-"

"Ms. Firelock, I know you knew my sister. Do this for her," Violet cut her off.

I saw Ms. Firelock's eyes soften for a moment, just a split second, before reverting back to their original form. Her posture straightened as she said, eyeing the ruby pendant around Violet's neck, "Very well. But I would like that necklace as payment."

"But-" Violet swallowed. "All right. Thank you." She unbuckled it from the back and gave it to Ms. Firelock. I turned to meet my aunt's eyes. "Myracle? I'm going to miss you, Honey."

"Wha-what do you mean?" I held back tears. I knew what she meant.

"I wouldn't be doing this unless I really had to, you know that." Her voice shook and her eyes glistened. After a moment, she burst into tears and pulled me in for a hug.

"I dont want you to go, Vi."

"I don't want to either, Myracle."