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Quicksilver's Lament - Part 1 - The Big DayI was meant to get married today. I was going to walk down the aisle. I was going to look at my new husband in the eyes, and look at him smile at me. I spent hours away from him, a spent a great deal of time getting ready. I spent hours, hours away from him, and for what? Today was meant to be my special day, our special day. My dreams, shattered in an instant.
I took a deep breath. “Thank you, Rarity,” I smiled.
“Oh, it’s the least I could do, darling.” Rarity smiled, working her magic to fix my mane. “Although it was a bit tricky.”
I smiled awkwardly as Rarity worked magic with my mane, and my tail. The dress she has woven for me was magnificent. I lifted my front hoof to inspect myself. She made me take my breath away. I was a simple pony. Nothing special about me, but Rarity, she changed everything. I walked all around in a circle, trying to inspect myself very carefully.
“Stand still,” Rarity whined. “I’m not done y
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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