Dear Allora,
Oh sister, how are you? My, it's been such a long time since you have visited me in ponyville. Actually it's been a long time since you have seen me or dad…but he's gotten better! That I swear. He hasn't hurt me or anypony for as long as I can remember. In fact, my scars aren't as red as they used to be! Though they will never disappear permanently, they have become as healed as they can be. Dad hasn't reopened them since he started to clean up his act. I hope they will change your mind to coming home .I'm sure Canterlot is a nice place to live and all, but I miss you so much! Please come by and visit us soon. If it makes you feel better, dad isn't to soar on magic in the house. I even noticed that he put up the old family picture before mom passed away...I never realized I had her light pink colored mane. Mom had such a pretty coat too, just like yours, that gray color really suits you both. Or at least it used to suit mom. Dad and I share the same coat color too, just like you and mom. Though his is a darker shade of blue than mine, it still counts. Speaking of dad, his black mane is starting to get some gray in it. Can you believe it? He's not that old is he? Well I better end this letter here; dad and I are going out to get some goods. Hope to hear back from you soon.
Love, Evermore
"You just won't quit will you." I spoke through gritted teeth and with a slight sigh slipping out between my lips.
Ashamed at myself for granting myself the will to have such an ill-mannered reaction to the letter, I raised one of my hooves and slammed down on the old wooden table containing the letter from Evermore. Following next was my head landing roughly next to the hoof.
I stayed like that for a few minutes until my purple colored eyes darted towards the fire place. The crimson and orange flames seemed to be getting weaker as seconds passed. Light slowly fading from the room the more the flames weakened from time.
Instead of getting up and adding more wood to the fire place I stayed where I was. Soon my eyes began to see a hint of something purple emitting from the top of my eyes. It was the glow from my horn beginning to levitate a few new pieces of wood, from the pile that was kept on the left side of the fire place. One by one they fell neatly in the fire place making the flames seem to come back to life.
I continued to stare motionless at the fire. The flames looked to be dancing, moving gracefully to some imaginary rhythmic tune.
Not paying much attention to my actions, I began to lift my head off the table and letter, same with my hoof. Without much time passing my horn began to glow once again. I started to levitate an old quill of mine, an ink bottle, and a newly piece of paper to the table. Gently I placed the paper and ink bottle on the table, leaving the quill still under my control.
Swiftly I moved the quill's tip down into the ink bottle and began to write down on the paper.
Dear Evermore,
I am glad to hear that you are doing well and that father is treating you well. However, I'm afraid I will not be able to visit you or father anytime soon. My work as one of the Royal Castle maid's is keeping me very busy with work. I will do my best at an attempt to visit Ponyville, but no promises my loving sister. Tell father that I wish him well and that this letter was sent by a Pegasus mail pony, even though me and you both know it was sent by my magic. I wouldn't want to ruin his status on magic or unicorns anymore than I already have in the past. Take good care of yourself Evermore.
Love, Allora
My letter wasn't as long as Evermore's, but it will pass for her expectations. Once I was finished looking over the letter for mistakes, my magic began to surround the piece of paper in a purple haze and sent it flying into the air, later disappearing in a puff of smoke. The letter would have arrived to my sister by now.
Suddenly the room became completely flooded without light. Darkness filled my eyes and I started to breath heavily. Before I could use my horn for a light source I kicked myself out of my chair and started to gallop quickly out of the room and into another. By now my horn was eliminating a small light for me. Studying my surroundings I realized I was in my bedroom. Rashly I turned to look behind me and I grabbed the door to the bedroom and slammed it shut.
Once the door was shut I jumped onto my bed, making a squeaky noise emit from the bed, and nervously covered myself with the one blanket I had.
Assured that I would be safe in my bed, my eye lids started to feel heavy. Now with my eyes closed I started to drift into a deep sleep.
AN: Yeah I realize I have some work to do on my writing skills. I think I might change from first person to something else, so heads up. The next chapter will hopefully be longer than the first, but I wanted to do a short introduction to brush off on my writing. Also this is my first MLP fanfic and it is an OC story. Hopefully I don't make a Mary Sue out of this OC. Review please!