Blurred Hope (mlp fanfic)

Dark Charm

I was laying silently on the cold grass, staring up at the beautiful night sky that held so many mysteries that I want to solve. My ears were full of music by an amazing mare called Octavia. Listening to such melodies calmed my soul and allowed my mind to settle down; the music made my thoughts stop running around inside my mind and made them lay down, instead making them sleep as well as me. The stars all shone as bright and more beautiful than the sun, stars hold such beauty to me. Ponies wish upon stars, yet they pray to the sun. Foggy clouds reflected into my yellow eyes, also it began to cover up part of the moon, just like my cutie mark, making my heart skip a beat due to it's shear beauty. The night's garden held such beauty that no pony ever see's, they all sleep at night, hidden away from the nights allure. I adore the night, due to this, I have no friends as I always sleep during the day and stay, staring starry eyed at the moon, I never understand why other ponies don't do the same. Some are said to of been called The Children Of The Night but I never met these night ponies, I would love to though. My mother often spoke about how jealous she is of her sisters beloved sun and of how she had hated the fact that ponies loved her sister so much more than her, all my mother wanted was to be loved. I have always felt pity for my mothers splendid night.

I have never met my father, though my mother talks about him a lot. She always says that I don't take after him at all, luckily, he was evil and sent tens of ponies into slavery. From all the books I've read about my father, he was evil and controlling. He is hated by all. I have begun to think that he was the cause of my mother turning into nightmare moon's evil form; he might of made her as corrupt as he is. I tend to try and not think about that though. I bet my father hurt my mother physically and maybe even mentally.

By spending my time alone I think about many things and now I begin to wonder if I was a mistake and that she didn't intend to have a child, if it wasn't for my father I wouldn't even be here. I think this may be true as I am a hidden child, not even my aunt knows where I am. Doesn't bother me that no one knows about me but it does bother me on how I have never met my father: that bothers me because if my mother had loved him then why did he leave.

"Misty?" I heard my mother whisper in my ear, penetrating through my headphones that only mumbled the pleasing sound of Octavia's chello. "I wish to show thee something that thou have been meaning to show for quiet some time." She was standing over my relaxed body very elegantly. Slowly getting up I stretched and yawned, whilst admiring her fascinating flowy forelock and mane. I shake my boring wavy cobalt mane and began to follow by her side as she led me towards the castle. She stopped at the door.

"Turn away Misty darling." I followed her instructions and spun my hooves, facing the desolate night sky. I saw a glowing purple light, that emanated from behind me, consuming my attention for a short moment. The glowing light then came to swift stop.

"Come on then my dearest." said my mother once the light had stopped. As I twirled around, I was then struck by new door that had appeared. Shinning black wood and a metal knocker that was a scary colt face, with sharp teeth and wide eyes. My mother then knocked gently on the door and it slowly swung open to reveal even more darkness beyond, it appeared to have no end to it's gloom. "Go on then, you need to go through and I will wait here for you." As she said this I tilted my head inside and peeked around, magic has always bewildered me, this felt different from all magic I had ever come across. Placing my trust on my mother I took two steps in and felt the cold stone floor. Just as my tale had entered through the door I heard my mother murmur the words, "I love you." she said this with a trembling voice that sounded as if she was almost crying.

Suddenly it came to me that she wasn't going to follow me through and I spun round in realization to see my mothers crying eyes looking at me as she shut the door behind me.

On the point that the door came in contact with the wall, I felt my head go light and I began to fill dizzy. Slowly stumbling around I was confused as to what was happening. Was she killing me? Was this her way of getting rid of her hidden child? I thought so as I felt my legs go weak beneath me. Collapsing to the floor, my eye lids got heavier and as I lost all force I felt my head crash to the floor and I was in darkness. My thoughts suddenly raced through all the moments of my life, making me realise that all my life I have been hidden and been shunned away from everyone. My life was just a blurr of upset and the desire to be normal, tears and pain, cofusion and hate are all my emotions I ever managed to claw at. I was sort of glad that I was going out of my mothers loving, caring and compassionate eyes. Twinkling of stars and the cool gust of wind now filled my eyelids. This was the end to me and everything I knew. Darkness was the content of my life, and in darkness did I lay in pain. The only difference is, this is not the darkness that my mother had love for, this darkness held no beauty to me, no love and certainly, no home

All my life I thought my mother loved me, now she tires to kill me. As my mind begins to shut down my thoughts drift away and I said, out of no where, "I'm going to get cold." Then I was gone out of the land of the living, entering the world of the dead slowly.

Bye,

Yours faithfully,

xx Misty Conspiracy xx