Author's Note

Ms. Astoria Greengras's POV

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Alone / Together: 4

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Twilight had left, after the performance of the ‘Cellist: Octavia.

We are alone; just me, and my sister. (My older sister: Daphne and me.)

The Music had been breathtaking, no doubt about it.

It is quiet, as the music is no longer playing.

“That..” Daphne breathes; “that was magical!” she finally concludes.

“Yes, it was..” I respond; “but we can listen to her, any time you like!” I suggest.

“It would appear, we have access to an entire Library of Music, just like this!” Daphne supplies; “and on top of that; we have Films, Books and something referred to as the Internet!” she then observes, browsing the options presented on the big screen.

“Yes..” I respond; “and all at the tip of our fingers!” I conclude.

“Certain individuals would kill for what she just gave us!” Daphne points out; “Literally, kill for it!” she emphasizes.

“While I know we will have to inform Father about this..” I acknowledge; “but no-one..” I put forth;”I repeat; Absolutely No-one must learn, of what we have here!” I proclaim, in no uncertain terms.

“Without the Floo Address..” Daphne supplies; “none can find this, by mistake!” she concludes.

“Thank Merlin for that!” I put forth.

“If the world..” she puts forth; “our world, comes to an end; we can always go here, and Twilight will keep us safe!” she concludes.

“She will, she made it utterly clear..” I respond; “even if she did not use the specific words!” I conclude.

A Home, away from Home; a Location, hidden away, even from the Wizards and the Ministry.

What’s the odds; of someone stumbling across a place, like this? Who is to say? Oh, well.

Either way, here we are. Together, just the two of us. Father and mother, still oblivious of where we are and ignorant of what we had just been given.

Granted; we had told Mother, we were visiting Friends. Technically, we are; Twilight is our friend, and we are visiting her. Just not anywhere, where Mother or Father could find us.

“At least, we are safe here..” I put forth; “and we could probably take our Family and possibly a few other friends with us..” I continue; “if they are prepared to give up everything they are, and everything they have; following us, to the Twilight Town!” I conclude.

“If this is our Animagus form..” she suggests; “then we could present ourselves as Animagi, and that would be the end of it!” she concludes.

“She..” I start; “Twilight was a completely Human girl, a Witch on our side of the Floo!” I suggest; “We should revert to our Human form, in the transfer back!” I propose.

“So long as Ponies are the Dominant Species here..” she ponders; “what more is there to worry about?” she inquires.

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I explore the options, of what the screen is prepared to offer; only to stumble across a digital version of our Tapestry.

At the top of the list, I can see Astoria and Daphne Greengrass.

Naturally; Mother and Father are the names, just under our names.

There is a weave of people, our relatives under them. Images with the names written under the respective picture. Everyone I can recognize from the Tapestry, and a few I can’t for my life recognize.

Were these former family members, the Family had chosen to cut ties with?

What I could not recognize, is the magical value given each of these people.

On further consideration; most of the people I could not recognize, were people considered Squibs or worse. Muggles.

Of course; there are the select few Criminals and people who just fell out of favour with the family at one time or the other. Most of these, had been forgotten; never rekindled, forever cut off from our tapestry.

What had not been expected, could never have been expected; is that we can choose to see their Animagus form, as well as various other details about these people.

“Wait, we can see their Animagus form, on this screen?” Daphne inquires.

“We should probably keep quiet about this!” I put forth.

“If, and when we need the information; we could return Home, to access these Secrets” she suggests.

I incidentally click the image of my older sister: Daphne. The image instantly covers the screen.

“What?” Daphne inquires; “I felt that..” she starts; “I still feel it; almost as if you were facing me, as if you were calling on my attention!” she concludes.

I instantly un-click the image, whereupon the tapestry returns.

“Imagine that..” I put forth; “what if we could call upon the attention, of any of these people?” I inquire.

“We should hold back on that..” Daphne points out; “I don’t want to know, how people would react!” she continues; “Even if this could be very convenient and helpful; if and when we urgently need to come in contact with someone or ask them questions!” she concludes.

“If I lose you, I can ask you were you are..” I suggest; “then I can find you, anywhere you go!” I suggest.

“What if the person is dead?” she inquires; “Would this break the contact, or will we still be able to contact them?” she inquires.

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I lift up the cover of the armrest; discovering a selection of bottles, both Sparkle Cola and Rad Cola.

“Strange names, for these beverages!” I exclaim, as I extract the first bottle of Sparkle Cola.

“Strange, yes..” she responds; “but it kind of feels fitting..” she continues; “Sparkle Cola, derived from Twilight Sparkle, I guess would make sense.

“If Sparkle Cola is derived from Twilight Sparkle..” I ponder, “but, what is Rad Cola derived from, in that case?” I inquire.

“No idea..” she concedes; but maybe we could ask?” she puts forth.

“Twilight Sparkle just left..” I point out; but maybe, just maybe..” I suggest; “she just told us, how to find out!” I propose.

“Oh.. Oh..” she sputters; “of course!” she concedes, typing the name in; “Rad Cola”.

“Rad Cola” I can read on the screen, while I can see an image of a Pegasus by the name of “Rainbow Dash”.

“Why isn’t it named Dash Cola?” I inquire.

“Rad is a unit in which radioactivity is measured..” I read; “as well as short for Radical!” the text continues.

“Oh.. Oh!” is heard.

“Rainbow Dash; Knight-Elemental Loyalty, Ministry of Awesome” I read on the screen.

“Some strange titles, right there!” I exclaim.

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“Maybe we should just listen to Octavia, for a while!” I suggest, only for the pony to reappear on the screen with her Cello. (Her Cello, already fine tuned on the previous appearance; she soon starts to play the first tune from the same Album. {Album/Concert})

I soon find myself growing excited, under the influence of the music playing before me. And I am not alone, I soon realize that my sister is reacting the same way.

“Imagine living here..” I propose, looking dreamily at the Pony before me. (Hello Cello.) Snickers.

“Even if I have to give up my hands, and remain a Pony for the duration..” she responds; “I could see myself enjoying the stay, even for a prolonged stay!” she concludes.

“As a Unicorn, I don’t have to give up being a Witch; so maybe, I don’t really give up all that much?” I inquire; “So long, as I can learn to manage my magic; I probably could do anything, I was doing back home!” I suggest.

“She did not say, that we could not go out..” she suggests; “what is beyond the edge of town?” she inquires; “I can’t recall, her even suggesting there is an edge of the town!” she proclaims.

“At least; we have a friend, in this town!” I point out.

“Even a small village should have several more people; particularly, if you consider that she claimed to have several more Cottages available in town!” she is reminding me.

“Yes, she did say that..” I agree; “I distinctly recall her saying that!” I conclude.

“Maybe we could, or should go out; exploring the surroundings, just a little bit!” she suggests.

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Going Out; Exploring

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