#fillyoffrozentears

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“I really do hate to be such a bother, but I seem to have lost my way. Do you think you could help direct me?”

Although attention was caught even before young pony spoke, there comes a moment of hesitation from navy mare. Whatever knowledge about own holiday the princess possessed came from those she now called her friends         and it was a delight ! However, responsible nature within ancient one’s mind came to be on high alert quickly, advising a caution that most would find unfair, no matter the intended kindness. It was a simple thought: Luna did not want to scare Snowdrop. The princess felt it to be a cruel idea to frighten one who has no warning of what threatening voice would come from her supposed friend       no vision to know of royal equine adorning form of one who not too long ago brought dread and true fear. 

Therefor, the soothing warmth ( and sound aking to a passing breeze ) of magic came into existence for but small second, dispelling frightful illusion and restoring vocal range of world’s nocturnal ruler to its stern but well-meant tones. It seemed truly astonishing       she was dark and she was strict: she was ancient and eternal. A princess     a ruler and warrior who faces unspoken evil every night. Her hooves, horn, and weapons have been stained by blood and other liquid that provided creatures with life, taking such precious gift from them within seconds. But here she stood, armor only a decoration, useless in combat, worn as simple aesthetic. And upon her muzzle lay a smile so tender, it might have been mistaken as that of a mother. 

From beneath obsidian cloak does glowing horn’s ability pull forth a handful of known treats, taken from bags carried upon warrior’s back      she came prepared. A funny tradition, truly. Taking the thought of begging a malicious creature’s mercy and turning it into cheerful festivities made for young foals. This concept still did escape old-fashioned mare, yet could not deny what joy was taken from both participating in games and watching subjects smile as brightly beneath her moon as the celestial body itself. 

                      ❛ Be   cautious,   young  princess,  and  keep  your  magical                         scepter close. T’is a most frightful night: ghosts are abound. ❜ 

As though addressing Canterlot’s highest court did voice carry a tone that signified the business its owner meant. However, there lie a lightheartedness beneath      clearly the princess was adjusting own speech to match Nightmare Night’s theme while assortments of treats were lowered into azure filly’s bag with great care. The happiness felt by Equestria’s Dreamwarden from seeing Snowdrop capable of enjoying this time of the year was genuine in all regards. 

“Hi, Snowdrop.”

“You’re out for Nightmare Night too?”

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Okay, so this must be the strangest thing he has ever saw, and of course well, he never saw this ever in his life, well maybe out in the farm, but that is really mostly about it. It was 

A pony