I lie in my bedroom, regretting what I'd just done. I banished my sister to the moon. The moon. I was too harsh. I was too quick with it. I was wrong.
I easily drift into a dream.
The crack of dawn. The air crisp and the sky golden. The world was so much thêm pure back in the day. Streams poured crystal clear water in the distance. My hooves touched the rugged hàng đầu, đầu trang of the ledge.
"Tiaaa," whined Luna, my tail in her mouth. What she didn't understand is that I would fly with her grappled to my tail if I had to.
"What?" I snapped, looking back at my tiny sister. Barely school age. She looked up to me so much back then. I took it for granted.
"Can bạn hiển thị me to fly? I want to go with you!" Her beautiful blue eyes looked up at me, pleadingly. "You're too little. Your tiny wings can't take it. I'm sorry, Luna, I truly am," I smile sympathetically. Luna turned her back on me. "You're such a big, stupid meanie, Tia." Back then, " big, stupid meanie" was one of the rudest things bạn could call a pony.
"AT LEAST I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO FLY!" I yell back at her, anger flooding through my body like a wild fire. Nopony insulted me. No. Pony.
"I CAN TEACH MY SELF!" Luna retorted and stomped away.
"Go ahead. Like I care," I hiss. As I unfold my wings, I try to remember what exactly those birds were doing earlier. I sat there for a couple minutes, staring at the ground, wings folding and unfolding. Before I could do something, I heard her scream.
"HELP! TIA PLEASE, HELP!"
Luna.
I galloped, a fast as I could toward the other side of the ledge, where she seemed to be avoiding me.
There she was, free falling at hàng đầu, đầu trang speed. On a whim, I unfolded my wings and jumped, racing toward Luna. Flying was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I was happy for a minute, until I remembered that my sister's life was in danger.
Luckily, I caught her before she fell.
We were both crying bởi the time I got her safely to the ground. "Luna, Luna, Luna. Why'd bạn do that? bạn could've died or...Or gotten hurt. What would I have done. Oh, Luna, why?" I babbled between sobs.
Luna was quiet for a minute, but then spoke. "I was afraid." She was...afraid? Afraid of what?
"And...?" I urged her to continue.
"I didn't want to lose you. Once birds learn to fly, they leave. You're my sister. I don't want bạn to be gone," Luna sniffled.
The bình luận threw me off guard. "Leave? Oh no, Luna. I would never, ever, EVER leave you. I thought you'd know that!"
"But we fought! I thought bạn hated me," she looked confused. I almost laughed, but didn't. Luna was being dead serious.
"Hate you? I-I would never! Luna, sisters fight. It's how we don't blow up. I will always tình yêu you, Luna. And I will always be there to catch bạn when bạn fall."
"Promise?" Luna asked.
"I promise," I assured her.
Today, when I sent her to the moon, I broke the promise, and simply ignored her screams. And I will never forgive myself.
I easily drift into a dream.
The crack of dawn. The air crisp and the sky golden. The world was so much thêm pure back in the day. Streams poured crystal clear water in the distance. My hooves touched the rugged hàng đầu, đầu trang of the ledge.
"Tiaaa," whined Luna, my tail in her mouth. What she didn't understand is that I would fly with her grappled to my tail if I had to.
"What?" I snapped, looking back at my tiny sister. Barely school age. She looked up to me so much back then. I took it for granted.
"Can bạn hiển thị me to fly? I want to go with you!" Her beautiful blue eyes looked up at me, pleadingly. "You're too little. Your tiny wings can't take it. I'm sorry, Luna, I truly am," I smile sympathetically. Luna turned her back on me. "You're such a big, stupid meanie, Tia." Back then, " big, stupid meanie" was one of the rudest things bạn could call a pony.
"AT LEAST I HAVE THE STRENGTH TO FLY!" I yell back at her, anger flooding through my body like a wild fire. Nopony insulted me. No. Pony.
"I CAN TEACH MY SELF!" Luna retorted and stomped away.
"Go ahead. Like I care," I hiss. As I unfold my wings, I try to remember what exactly those birds were doing earlier. I sat there for a couple minutes, staring at the ground, wings folding and unfolding. Before I could do something, I heard her scream.
"HELP! TIA PLEASE, HELP!"
Luna.
I galloped, a fast as I could toward the other side of the ledge, where she seemed to be avoiding me.
There she was, free falling at hàng đầu, đầu trang speed. On a whim, I unfolded my wings and jumped, racing toward Luna. Flying was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I was happy for a minute, until I remembered that my sister's life was in danger.
Luckily, I caught her before she fell.
We were both crying bởi the time I got her safely to the ground. "Luna, Luna, Luna. Why'd bạn do that? bạn could've died or...Or gotten hurt. What would I have done. Oh, Luna, why?" I babbled between sobs.
Luna was quiet for a minute, but then spoke. "I was afraid." She was...afraid? Afraid of what?
"And...?" I urged her to continue.
"I didn't want to lose you. Once birds learn to fly, they leave. You're my sister. I don't want bạn to be gone," Luna sniffled.
The bình luận threw me off guard. "Leave? Oh no, Luna. I would never, ever, EVER leave you. I thought you'd know that!"
"But we fought! I thought bạn hated me," she looked confused. I almost laughed, but didn't. Luna was being dead serious.
"Hate you? I-I would never! Luna, sisters fight. It's how we don't blow up. I will always tình yêu you, Luna. And I will always be there to catch bạn when bạn fall."
"Promise?" Luna asked.
"I promise," I assured her.
Today, when I sent her to the moon, I broke the promise, and simply ignored her screams. And I will never forgive myself.
Larry Wilcox is on the left and Erik Estrada is on the right
Why is G4 so special?
I wish I knew.
But in 2010, Hasbro aimed to relaunch the My Little ngựa con, ngựa, pony line, following the success of the re-envisioning of the Người vận chuyển franchise, and brought in animator Lauren Faust as the creative developer for the show; in addition to developing the looks and characters to be featured in the toy line.
I am not sure how and why this began in the first place.
But G4 became way thêm famish than G3.
And with out faces like "this"
Guess it wasn't too hard to be better.
I don't know much about G3.
And never plan on changing that, EVER.
All I know is that even the target...
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I wish I knew.
But in 2010, Hasbro aimed to relaunch the My Little ngựa con, ngựa, pony line, following the success of the re-envisioning of the Người vận chuyển franchise, and brought in animator Lauren Faust as the creative developer for the show; in addition to developing the looks and characters to be featured in the toy line.
I am not sure how and why this began in the first place.
But G4 became way thêm famish than G3.
And with out faces like "this"
Guess it wasn't too hard to be better.
I don't know much about G3.
And never plan on changing that, EVER.
All I know is that even the target...
