I came up with this story a while ago after listening to the Ballad Sleepwalk by Santo & Johnny Farina.
Well such as I enjoy a good song I hope you enjoy this fic.
The sky above was turning a Dark Orange color clouds wafted across high above lazily with no destination merely dancing across the sky to music of nature.
Spike sat alone on top of a large boulder that had rolled off a nearby hilltop and toppled down into the empty valley below.
Alone with his thoughts he spent most of his time thinking about her., A sweet pony who spoke her mind and was never afraid to stand up for what was right.
Her long Violet mane always in an elegant wavy style sparkling in the sunlight., Dark Blue hues that had a light within them that would shine for miles she was indeed special.
Though he noticed her she never took a second glance at him but how could he blame her for that?., He kept to himself most of the time silently watching her Graceful movements and enjoying the sound of her lovely voice.
Staring up to the orange-colored sky above he laid back on the large boulder to get a better view., He had always loved Dusk it was silent and calm much like himself.
Yet he thought that some would stop with the Challenges' of their day and gaze upon the sky in wonder as if somewhere out there in the world someone else watched it to feeling the same way.
He silently thought whether she watched the sunset at dusk as well finding its Beauty Calming and Enchanting., that perhaps maybe through the daily grind of the busy day she allowed her thoughts to fall to him.
Sighing he knew better than that she was his secret a distant thought in the back of his mind that echoed out always never leaving., His flash of light in an otherwise dark world.
The sun began to fall into the sky once more vanishing just as soon as it had come., Dusk was over the sky slowly became dark and silent stars' gently coming out to dance in the sky above.
And just like that the thoughts of her were gone for another day., She was his light she was everything he wished he could have.
A Beauty that was untold to most that showered the world in its Heavenly Light day after day yet few would stop to appreciate it., While others would notice it and find its' magic entrancing.
A Beauty forced to be hidden and seen by few., A love to never be captured but only once a day shared.
Be it a passing smile in town , A simple caress of the hoof across the shoulder or the sharing of a laugh between an inside joke.
She was his haunting memory.
She was his Dusk.
Well I hope you enjoyed it please R&R.
