Goodnight My Sweet

by ParchmentPen

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Sad, Romance, Tragedy
Length: 330

One mare, one stallion and one tragedy that will rip their lives apart.

Vivian Heartsong moved to Ponyville looking to start a new life for herself. She soon fell in love with the stallion of her dreams. After a steady relationship, things.. start to fall out of place and a darkness seemed to fall. "Goodnight my sweet."

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-01-08 09:29:48 UTC

Vivian Heartsong

Vivian stood at the doorway ready to board the first train to Canterlot from Manehatten. "Take care honey." Her mother sobbed as she rested her head against her husband's chest. "I will mother." The pale blue pegasus called back, tears sliding down her cheeks. "You know you can always come back here if things don't go to plan." Her father said. "I know dad.. Well, seeya... And, I love you guys." Vivian replied swiftly before exiting the building.

Vivian had decided to move out a while ago but her parents wanted to wait until she was 17. Mare hood. She was finally free. She pegasus hated the vibrant bustle of the city; Yeah, sometimes it was great with all the opportunities and things to see and do but the place she was going was more like where she would want to live.

"Ticket please." The station master called to Vivian as she approached. Clumsily, she pulled the green strip of paper out of her purse and handed it to the stallion. "Thank you kindly madam." He said as the mare boarded the

***

"Ponyville... A new beginning." I whispered as I looked around at my surroundings. "It's everything I imagined." I trotted down the dirt road and smiled as I heard the murmurs reverberating around me wherever I walked. "I haven't seen her before... Who is that mare?" They would all gossip to eachother. I just grinned.

I was a pale blue pegasus with fire orange eyes. My mane was a dark blue with a cyan streak running down the middle. My cutiemark a deep purple heart with some music notes around it. My special talent was, obviously singing. I never liked singing in public but I got it when I sang a little ditty in music class.

I walked further up the road until I reached a great tree. There was a sign out the front. "Golden Oaks Library. Quaint." I mumbled happily as I entered.