As I lay quietly on my bed of grass, I think about the times I spent with my stupid power driving me out of every town. I summoned the keyblade to my hoof in a flash of light and sparkles and stared at it in disgust. "This thing has brought me nothing but hate and ridicule." As I lay my head back down I wonder what it will be like in the next town over. Theyll propably just run me out of town like the rest.
But I wouldn't know until I tried.
Switch to 3rd POV.
As he walked into town Storm Spark couldn't help but feel like an insignificant little speck. Ponyville was HUGE!
He did like it here. But he could only stay if the townsfolk didn't run him out of town....
He walked through the center of town gazing from house to house in awe...
Edited by rterwa, 09 May 2012 - 03:53 PM.