“I don’t think he’s going to make it, Caster. After everything that I’ve done…and it was all for nothing.” I said as I was staring at the bright city. The lights of the city were bright. I can almost see those creatures that were sleeping on the ceiling of the city as they glowed. Looking like stars. This part of the world is always night. Always dark, but I’m starting to like it here more than in any other city.
I can almost hear every creature in the city. As they walk around the streets. Some creatures were dancing, singing, selling products, and chatting. There are so many different kinds of creatures in this city, and yet, I haven’t seen a single pony. All but one.
Just sitting here makes me miss my home. I missed the sweet smell of Mom’s cooking. It’s sad how I have to leave them, but it was the right thing to do. I have to leave them. Because I want to save them. Caster quickly looked at me, shocked at what I'd just said. He placed his paw on my shoulder. I turned to look at him.
“Now hold on, kid. You’re telling me that we’re too late?” he asked. I slowly nodded at him. I can feel tears flowing in my eyes as I thought about the fact that I’m going to lose my brother. I wanted to hold my tears, but I couldn’t.
“Now, don’t let yourself down, kid! You’ve got guts, a strong one. I know things have
been a little off, but we’re not going to stop. You’ve been fighting for his life for months! Now you’re going to give up?!... Listen, we’re going to save your brother. Understand?” He stared into my eyes, hoping that I won’t lose my hopes of saving my brother.
“I know that you’re not going to give up. Because that’s not the kid that I know.” he
smiled. I smiled back and wiped my tears away. I stared back into the city. “Look, “ he continued, “the big tournament is just a couple more days. So we still got time to fight. Alright?” I nodded. I know that we still have more time to earn money, but I don’t think that we’ll ever make it.
Because Tucker will ruin everything. But this time, I am not going to let him stop me.
Author's Note
Hey! My name is NK, and this is the very first story that I have ever written. There's still a lot of things that I'm still learning about how to write, but I will try my best. I am taking my time on working on this because I am very busy. But I really hope that you'll stick around to read this story in the future. I hope you'll like it! If you want to give me any tips about writing, I would love to hear them. Thank you! 
P.S. A few characters in the stories are based on other people's OC's (original characters) and some of them are not. Go and check out my DeviantArt to look at the character designs! I'll see you there! https://www.deviantart.com/nk94drawings/gallery/78117463/cody
It’s nice out here today. The morning sun is rising and the colors of the sky are very bright. The sky glows with its orange and yellow colors as its pink colors hit the bottom of the clouds. The feeling of this majestic morning felt peaceful.
I can feel the sun's warm heat on my back and my hair, almost feeling like I was covered with a warm blanket. And I can feel the wind gently blow through my chest and my tail. What a beautiful day, I thought to myself. It's a shame though that I can’t leave the house more often, so I can appreciate the beautiful day that everypony has done. Especially how Princess Celestia raises the sun.
Come to think of it, this is the first time in three months since I’ve left the house, I think. I’m not so sure but it did feel forever.
The rains from last night have made a lot of puddles everywhere and the whole field of grass was wet. I can almost see the grasses shining from the reflection of the sun through their wet drops.
Bees are flying around as they are buzzing. And the birds are chirping as they sing. What a beautiful melody.
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I was walking along a trail of dirt that should take me to a barn called Sweet Apple Acres. It's not so far from my home, it only takes me about 15 minutes to get there by walking, and I don’t mind walking. I mean, it has been a while since I left my home.
I stared at the grass and noticed that they’re still wet. By just staring carefully at them, I can see a small drop sitting on top of them. I got curious about what it would feel like if I would’ve touched them.
I slightly waved my tail from side to side, making my tail touch the tip of the wet grass. It felt cold but it also felt nice. I can also feel the coldness around the bottom of my paws and hooves. With each step I take, I can feel and hear a small sound of dirt being pushed down by the pressure of my weight, like a small squish. But that didn't bother me too much, I've gotten used to the feeling of stones and mud on my paws.
Again, it feels nice to be out here. Everything out here feels nice, the wind, the scent, the colors, everything. I remembered having this feeling once when I was a little cub…or, colt? Whatever it is that you liked to call me.
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I remembered me and my older brother, Max, would go outside right after the rain would stop so we could run through the mud and stomp on the puddles. We would even come up with games to play. Like racing through the mud as we’re trying not to slip and fall, mud fighting, and climbing up trees so we can shake the branches as the leaf's wet drops would fall on top of us. Almost like taking a shower outside.
But our Mom, Star Gaze, would get mad at us for coming up with these games cause it leads us to be dirty, and she refused to let us inside the house because Mom didn’t want us walking around the house as we leave trails of mud. So she would usually take us for a bath outside and away from the house. How ridiculous. Thankfully we live far from our hometown, Ponyville. Cause I don’t want anypony looking at me as I’m taking a bath outside. What a funny memory to remember, isn't it? But it was a wonderful memory though. I enjoyed it.
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As I walked along the muddy path, I turned to see the apple trees. They were sparkling and clean, and the tiny drops of water that were on top of the apples began to slowly fall. One by one. Drip, drip, drip. The white fence looked like it was just washed and cleaned from the rain last night, but only the top of the fence was washed as the bottom was still covered in dirt and mud. Staring at these fences reminds me of another time when I was young, but that's a story that I will share later on.
I looked up at the orange sky, taking a deep breath to the point that my lug felt like it was full. I hold it in for a few seconds before letting it all out. Sigh. This feels amazing, I thought. I can smell everything that is around me. I can smell the wet grass, the apples that are hanging from the trees, and the air that almost smelled like fish (for some reason), but I loved it. I loved it all.
It's truly a beautiful day.
I reached out for my orange pouch that was strapped around my waist; my pouch looked a bit rusty and also it looked like it hadn't been washed in ages. I had this pouch when I was 7 years old and for years it was sitting in my closet. Not once have I ever used this bag because it was too big when I was small, so I never use it. Well, now I do since I've grown.
It had stitches at the bottom-left side of the bag, and a loose thread at the end of the stitch. As I'm walking, the loose thread began to wave around in the air. It kinda looked like it was dancing. Although it is pretty satisfying watching it dance; its smooth curve makes me think about life. I don't know why, I'm just…getting the feeling, you know?
I pulled out my small to-do list and began to read through it one more time, just to check and see the things that I need to get for today; and to make sure I won't forget what I need, of course. There's nothing much on the list, only a few little things such as lettuce, tomatoes, onions, flowers, bread, and last but not least, blankets.
Early this morning my mother, Star Gaze, gave me a list of food and supplies that I’ll need for Max, right before she left to work with my father. She gave me enough bits to buy all the supplies, but if I’m going to do this, I have to do it quickly. I can’t leave my older brother alone at home.
The reason why I can’t leave him alone for long it’s because he’s sick. He’s been ill ever since he was little.
It was the time when my parents and Max used to live in Canterlot before I was born. I usually stay home and watch over Max while Mom and Dad are gone. I don’t ever have time for myself, I’ve never gone to school, and I've never got the chance to make new friends. Well, I don’t have many friends.
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My father, Chase, used to be a traveler when he was young. He would tell us stories about the cities and towns that he’d seen and creatures that he’d met. He even saw a few towns or cities that were left abandoned, and he’s always wondered why it was left behind.
While Dad was telling us his adventures, he told us something that has been on my mind for so many years. During his traveling, something within him is telling him to keep going and to never stop ‘till he’s found a home. It surely didn’t sound like his voice but it always sounded like another creature’s voice. A legend’s voice. He’s not so sure why he thought of that, but he kept the words of the voice and continued with his adventure.
Dad knew that he wasn’t born in Equestria, but from the outside world from Equestria. He doesn’t remember where he came from or where he lived. He only remembers waking up from a horrible nightmare and finding himself stranded in the middle of the desert. Then that’s when he began to hear those strange voices in his head.
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Dad was around 17, almost Max’s age, when he found Equestria for the very first time. He found a small town filled with country folks, a town named Appleloosa. He was fascinated by how a small town like this can be filled with so many hard-working ponies.
When Dad headed down to the town and introduced himself, everypony there was a bit curious about Dad. About what he is and where he came from, and when Dad told them that he’s a traveler from the outside world-everypony was dazzled! They then celebrated his honor for coming by to their lovely town.
He stayed in Appleloosa for a couple of weeks, and during his stay, he would help around the town. He would help fix roofs, plant fruits, pick out apples, and cook. There would be a few times when the folk's town would tell Dad stories about their home. How here lives a beautiful Princess named Celestia. And every day and night she would raise the moon and sun to bring both day and night. Dad thought that it was an exciting story.
Since Dad was a traveler, the ponies thought that Dad had many stories to tell, so they wanted to hear a story from him. And like a bolt of lightning, his head has already thought about a story to tell. He told the folks in town that this story was one of his favorite stories since he was a child. He’s not so sure where he heard this or how this story became his favorite, but it’s his favorite.
“A long time ago,” he said among the ponies, “there was a goddess who took the form of all creatures and she was the size of a mountain. She was the one who created many creatures that are standing in this world. Dragons, Hippogriffs-
“Even ponies?!” One of the children interrupted with excitement.
Dad giggled. “Yes, even earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasus.” He continues. “She was the creator of all sorts of things. But one day she saw how many creatures were active during the day and she wanted all creatures to enjoy both day and night. And so she created a young kind Queen who takes care of the night. She would raise the moon and place many stars in the sky so it can shine so bright that no creature has to fear in the dark.”
“She would even howl underneath the full moon to summon magic and paint the blue sky with so many different colors and hoped to give a message to every creature that their world is forever safe within her care. She was the guardian of the night, and whenever a creature fears the dark, the kind Queen would make sure that her subject feels safe and sound.”
“Rumors said that she is now hibernating behind the moon and hoped that one day she will awake from her sleep. And once she does she will bring seven days of eternal night, bringing the most beautiful night that you have ever seen, and to celebrate her return.”
Everypony around him gasped and smiled as they all looked up into the night sky. Her night sky.
Author's Note
The drawing was drawn by me! You can check out on my DeviantArt! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Be sure to stick around for chapter 2! 
