Snow fell onto the paved stone streets of Canterlot. The last snow of the year before Spring reaffirmed itself. Groups of posters plastered the walls of businesses; all of them advertised spring events for later in the year. A mare looked over the posters. One of them caught her eye.

'Spring Art Festival! Exhibiting art from far and near! Artists feel free to apply for entry! Mark your calendars, and book a ticket to Ponyville today!'

Ponyville. Her mind caught on the word. She pulled the poster off the wall and rolled it up before she walked off with it.

She made her way to the post office. Closed, good. When she was sure nopony was looking, she unlocked the door and entered.

The mare's eyes looked over addresses before she found the one she was looking for. She carefully pulled the letters out of the slot and magically opened them. She found the one she was looking for. A signed name at the bottom confirmed it. Roseluck. The words on the page were innocuous, closer to a business report than a letter, but all she needed to do was remove some context.

With the letter modified, she left an original copy behind, and left the post office. She tucked the modified letter in her saddlebags as a plan formed in her mind.

There was a bitter and vindictive feeling welling up in her heart. She fully intended for this to hurt.

Author's Note

The story's not done quite yet!