|Oh look I'm a pony ya'll!|
The dawns early radiant light floods into the land to welcome it into a new beautiful day, as the moon retreats with it’s soft and cool majestic night. Two great and regal sisters stand high upon the towers of Canterlot Castle controlling this wondrous and magnificent event with unrivalled magical ability. Yet there is no cheering or fanfare from their subjects below who begin to awake and start their new day. To those in this wondrous kingdom of peace, it is the same as any other day. The subjects are at peace and contempt with all around them. However, from the new dockyards of this mountain top city, sounds of construction which have rained out all night have finally ceased and the large hanger doors begin to groan as they open to welcome in the sunlight.
Both the royal sisters notice the out of place shipyard awaken like a lumbering dragon and so they stretch their imposing wings to soar down upon the hanger. Elegantly they land in front of the now fully open hanger doors.
“Alright, pull her on out! nice and easy ya hear! don’t you hurt my pride and joy!” Shouts an orange mare with a greasy and braided brown mane. The goggles to which protect her eyes from her hazardous work prevent her from noticing the royal princesses now standing just off to the side.
From within the jumble of ponies in the hanger struggling with a large contraption comes running a brown pegasus stallion adorn with a leather aviators jacket and cap. His green scarf flaps behind him as he rushes towards the royal sisters and greets them.
“Your majesties! My apologies for not greeting you sooner! To what do I owe your visit?” Shouted the pegasus as he slowed down and stopped in front of them.
The taller one with a soft pale white coat and flowing magical mane of pastel spring colours spoke. “My sister and I have come to great you on what we assume is launch day of your marvellous contraption.” “Yes! We have viewed you all night and your unwillingness to do anything but work on this intriguing device!” bellowed the shorter midnight blue sister with a mane that mirrored the night sky.
The orange mare now walked up beside the brown stallion while she pushed her goggles to atop her head. “Aye, sorry if we were to loud last night. We’re all so eager to put the finishing touches on the Aquila and get her ready for today. If all goes well, we’ll be launchin’ by lunchtime.”
English has never been my strong suit, failed the damn class a couple times. But I love to read and hope this all sounds alright. Sometimes I feel like I easily overlook things to do with writing do's and don'ts and my hope is I'll notice them better if people help in giving some constructive support. :3