A long time ago in the land of Equestria, lived a small town called Canterbury. Although it was technically on the map only a few ponies knew of its existence. They were a small town that were peaceful and quiet, never traveling and never speaking to the outside world. Everyday was the same as the next and nothing altered or changed in the slighted way. That was until one fateful day, when everything changed.

Page Turner and Sports Star were a couple that came together by chance completely. Sports was a rebellious foil while Page always had her nose on a book and never went outside. The two met one day when Page was playing with her friend Bluebell. "Page! watch out for that stump!"

But of course Page didn't pay any mind and fell over into the colt beside her. The colt gazed at her with curiosity and smirked. Page sprung up quickly and quickly apologized. "Oh! I'm so sorry Mr!"

The Colt laughed and tossed his back mane back. "It's ok. And I have a name, its Sports Star. Although I feel like I should receive some kind of payment after you knocked me over."

Page batted her eyes and leaned in closer to the newly found mare. "And what would that be?"

Sports took a step closer and smirked "A date." Page blinked in surprise and nodded her head yes enstuistically.

After that date everything fell into place and 5 years later they decided to get married. It was a lavish affair for the small town and every pony was invited.

Against her mothers wishes Page Turner chose a pink wedding dress since it was her favorite color and even ordered a pink cake. It seemed as if Page had developed a bit of a rebellious side over the years also.

The wedding was beautiful and the whole town talked about it months after it had ended. The couple enjoyed married life and found that living together was simply perfect.

After a year the couple were surprised to find themselves graced with a beautiful baby foal. She had a light pink coat, which Page was thrilled and blue crystal eyes that looked identical to Sports Star's. But of course the next issues was her name.

Page and Sports both agreed that they wanted to name her something special and something but they were at a lose. That was until they looked into her eyes and heard a voice whisper in there ears. "Crystal...Crystal Melody."

The ponies jumped back and looked around for the source of the voice but found nothing. They gazed at there baby and decided to listen to fate. "I know what we should name her."

Page smiled in response. "Me to. Crystal Melody."

Crystal Melody was was very adventurous foal and enjoyed exploring the world around her. She would always sneak into the forest behind her house and pretend to have all sort of great adventures.

She imaged that she would travel across Equestria and save different ponies from various problems. But the dream would always end when her mother called her inside for dinner.

But one thing Crystal loved to do was visit her grandmother in the nearby woods. Her grandmother's name was RubyBelle and she loved baking her sweet granddaughter sunflower cakes while listening to her curious imagination.

One day Crystal asked her grandmother to tell her a story of when she was a foal. RubyBelle smiled at this and answered "Why my sweet Crystal, why would you want to know that?"

Crystal shrugged her shoulders in response and smiled. "I dunno grandma, I just wanna know what kind of adventures you had."

Rubybelle laughed in response and noted her head. "Ok my dear, let's go sit on the couch."

Crystal excitedly ran to the couch and plopped herself down all while leaving a space for her grandma. Ruby slowly lowered herself onto the sofa and began her tale. "Now, Canterbury used to be very different from long ago. Ponies used to travel all across the world, telling of our great achievement. But..."

Crystal looked at her grandmother with wide eyes and questioned "But what grandma?"

Ruby took in a breath of courage and continued with her story. "But then, the sirens appeared."

Ruby shivered at then name but young Crystal was confused. "What's a siren?"

Ruby tried to smile at her granddaughter but all that came out was a grimish. "They used to sing and cause fights between ponies."

The young foal turned her head in confusion "Sing? What does that mean?"

Ruby looked down in surprise but then remembered the rule. "Singing is something someone does to express emotions, like if your happy or sad. It's called music."

Crystal had no idea what this music was but she quite enjoyed the idea of it. "Grandma! I wanna do music!"

Ruby laughed at her granddaughters proclamation. "It's called making music sweetie, and sadly you can't, no one can anymore."

Crystal questioned her grandma with sad eyes. "But why grandma?" Rubybelle gave the filly a sad look.

"Because sweetie, when the sirens made music they hurt people. They controlled every pony and caused them to hate each other. But one day a lost traveler named Star Swirl the bearded came and defeated the dragons by taking them far away."

The young filly was hypnotized by her grandma's tale. "But if the bad ponies are gone now, why can't we make music."

Rubybelle sighed at her question and pulled her close. "Because even after the sirens were gone the ponies here were scared of music, scared that it would control them again. So now no pony can sing or make music."

Crystal wiped her eye with her hoof and lowered her head. "But thats really sad, grandma."

Ruby hugged her granddaughter closer and sighed. "Yes, yes it is Crystal. But you know something, your name is something you would use when making music."

Crystal lifted her head up and questioned. "What do you mean grandma?"

Her grandmother smiled softly and said "Your name is Crystal Melody. A melody is something you use when you sing or make music."

Crystal shot up from her chair with excitement. "Really?! Then that means I'm music!"

Rubybelle laughed at her granddaughters sentence until she asked her. "Hey, grandma do you know how to sing?Could you show me?!"

Ruby's eyes went wide at this she looked away. She couldn't, what if some pony heard them? But then when she looked into her granddaughters eyes she knew she had to risk it. "Yes but I haven't done it in a very long time. Would you still like to hear it?"

Rose nodded her head enthusiacicly and her grandmother sang a song she knew from her childhood.

Sleep my sweet gentle angel, soon the sun will come again

Lay your head upon my shoulder, and dream of things that can't not be

My love will guide you over mountains, until you see the dawn

Even when I'm far away I will be by your side

Hoping, dreaming, wondering what the future will bring

Stay a filly, a little longer so I can be with you when you dream

Crystal listened to the tune in awe. She had never heard anything so beautiful in her entire life. She felt a warm feeling in her chest and knew it was her grandmothers love.

Could music really do that? Could it be so powerful that even she could feel its effects?

Crystal smiled peaceful and snuggled up against her grandma's hip before being carried away by the world of dreams.