The Angel with Black Wings

Black Angel was a colt like everypony else: cheerful, jolly and unconcerned. He was a Pegasus: he had a black coat and an uncombed mane, which was slightly darker than his coat. He had wonderful red eyes, which could light up a lot when he was excited.  He was born in Canterlot, from MR. and MRs. Andershoof, a well-to-do family. Their work was promising: they never had money troubles. Black really loved his family. MR. Andershoof used to work for the security patrol,  but he left it some time ago and now he weirdly refuses to talk about it. He was a brown Unicorn with green eyes and a  mane darker than his coat.

Black used to spend a lot of time with him, he liked to listen to the stories his father wrote: he used to write a lot, but he never printed one of his stories. He used to read his stories to Black, who used to fall asleep slumping on his father’s checkered jumper right in the middle. Mrs. Andershoof was instead a white earth pony with an iliac mane combed with a hair pin and blue eyes. She used to stay home while his husband was at work. She was an excellent cook and she used to chat a lot with her friends. Black didn’t have much in common with her mother but he loved her anyway. Sometimes, when the couple was alone, they seemed to be in a different world, almost nothing could wake them up. They were deeply in love, as they always were, even though they weren't really old. No, they were pretty young, for a married couple.

They had a cerulean-painted house with two floors; lots of windows allowed the daylight to invade the whole thing. On the low ground there was the kitchen, with Mrs Andershoof’s cooking tools, and the living room, where Mr. Andershoof used to sit on the armchair in front of the fireplace. On the second floor there were two bedrooms: Black’s one and his parents one, where there were only a huge closet, two night tables to the sides of a queen-sized bed which took off half of the bedroom. Black’s room was huge instead: he had a corner cabinet with a closet attached to it and a massive bed. Despite he was clever and bright, the thing he loved most was flying. He was as faster as light, almost no one could equal him; he was extremely determined when he was in a competition: he used to give his best to win. He was quite popular, and he had lots of friends, he used to see them everyday in his school.