Final Stars

By Astrara

• October 29, 2015




Age: 16

Gender: Female

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: A delicate creature, pale in hue. She seems to reflect the very hues of the faraway lights she watches each night. Her figure is small, lithe and demure. From large cyan eyes to the finely disguised white snip upon her nose which nestles in amidst the off white. Her mane is short cut in a messy bob and she tends to keep it rather unkempt rather than tidy. Her tail is long, equally as messy as her mane and drags behind her. There are tiny flecks of white that adorn her coat that appear like stars upon the light.

Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark is a star, this describes her love of astronomy and her desire to find a place in the spotlight. The eye upon the centre of the star represents an arcane thirst for unknown or forbidden knowledge.

Personality: Upon meeting her, the immediate impression one would gather from her is that she is a rather timid femme, she keeps her eyes down and her voice soft. She comes across as highly sensitive and the type of femme that would of course do anything for a friend. For although she is shy she is also rather independent to a point and is always happy to go out of her way to get a job done. However the delicate femme of stardust and daydreams has a more morbid side to her. She has an odd fascination with the Arcane, With hidden secrets and theories. With dark magic and its terrible whims. Although she lacks the talent to ever dabble in such a game she of course beliefs in the possibilities of lovecraftian horrors existing far beyond the sleepy town of ponyville. She wishes only to meet them. <br />

Backstory: Her life was that of any others, she was loved, provided for, although she never asked for much she never went without. Her father however is often away from home, working as a model in Canterlot, meaning she see's him far less than she would like to. Her mother however plays an avid part in her life and she feels thoroughly supported knowing that she had such a mare to look after her. Life for her was however extremely boring, the stars where her only escape. Even though she could never fly among them, she decided to join them another way by trying to find a foothold in show business. It was upon an audition for a play she earned her cutie mark, however it raised more questions than it solved upon seeing the eye that branded it. It only later on occurred to her that her hidden desire to explore the unknown played such a big part of who she was.<br /><br />Yes it was the factor that her life was so simple, so undisturbed. It was almost predictable, it was boring, it was far too well planned. She felt almost trapped amidst the gates of how she must always live, so she broke away from normality. The femme began to study books of arcane worth and although she could conduct no magic herself it was nice to learn about what could be done. Would it have been selfish of her to say she loved the world as much as she hated it. If she was to turn out as some volatile villain, some master mind madman it would be more fun than playing the hero whom restores order, whom brings back normality. <br /><br />She found herself liking the prospect of chaos and although she would never dabble in it nor support it as a cause, she found herself rereading the books about discord. You know, just out of curiosity. She could feel the game changing, her view points shifting, however was supporting her family more important than achieving happiness herself. How far would she have to go to find interest within her considerably dull life.