no guts, no glory—no legend, no story
Charlie watches as Aspara explores the garden, eyes taking in every new discovery with a simple kind of pleasure—an easy kind of joy. Suddenly, she feels a sort of sadness, witnessing this, almost as though she can’t remember what it was like to find such happiness in something. She tries to remember what it was like to discover a secret, but memories of better times have all been washed in a greyness, lost in the buzzing.
When Aspara smiles, resting her cheek against the statue, she pegasus filly almost feels as though she’s intruding on something. Sometimes, she imagines what it would be like to have magic of her own. Perhaps, in that way too, she is more like her dad than her mom. Maybe that is why her mom seems not to want her.
The thought hurts, more than she expects.
It’s Aspara’s laughter that rises above the humming inside her, drowning it out. Charlie looks at her big, gem-bright eyes sparkling and smiles back at that contagious grin. She thinks, if only she could stay here forever and share in her friend’s delight, maybe everything will be okay. “Asparlie, definitely. You found it, so your name should come first,” the filly responds.
Charlie only takes her eyes off of Aspara for a moment, to watch a hummingbird flit by quickly, but her vermilion eyes are nothing but honest and serious when she turns back. Her voice a little lower, “I promise, I won't tell anyone,” but what she doesn’t say is that she has nobody to tell, anyway.
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you and i, we're pioneers
we make our own rules
