AmethystOui

There once was a sunflower and a black mage. The black mage was a weird one for he saw potential in this flower. The sunflower was just an innocent flower living out her days in a field, till one day the giant that is the mage, walked upon her in his black cloak. She suddenly was confused as to why she was shaded for she had never met the darkness before. Then randomly, she was picked from her spot.

Picking Petals

This space never ceases to amaze me, a place that embodies the culmination of light and darkness. I'm just going to take a little rest before training Yuri tomorrow. 


Sigh, Celestia always wants to talk when I wanna sleep. I should acknowledge her. 


“I recognize the large moon of the universe, Good evening Goddess how can I execute your will,” I say trying to mask my exhaustion. 


She chuckles, “You and your formalities. I already told you that you can drop them when we’re here.” 


“And I said I'm gonna use formalities everytime you decide to come bother me as a Goddess rather than as a friend. Seeing as to how you came to talk right as I was gonna sleep, you must have something important to say.” I replied. 


Enter Torak