Post by GEffect on Jul 27, 2015 19:49:07 GMT
Gooooood morning Ponyville!! Or....at least that is what could have been said if anypony notable was around. Only a whole lot of empty streets. Sure a few ponyfolk might be seen to and fro but, nothing interesting seemed to be going on. Just one of those ghostown days. Oh wait, it's 6:45 in the morning. Nevermind that then.
This kind of situation is exactly how a lone pegasus named Stratosphere mind would work. All over the place and, misguided. She woke up early thinking it was noon time wondering where the good citizens of Grovel Hoof Airforce Base Residential are. When nothing clued her in she decided to venture off into the neighboring forest. She had one of her many beloved guitars with her. And acoustic one actually. Her mane and, eyes glistening in the peeking sunlight. She wasn't too far from home but, enough to be away from anypony else probably, maybe,...kinda.
Well that did not matter anyway. Stratosphere was lost in her own thoughts. She had a tune stuck in her head. A new one which she will most likely put in a song for later purposes. This one was sweet on the ears. Playing it on her guitar was a little challenging because she didn't feel the strings had the right melody. Humming it was easy but, it was just so difficult to find the right melodies to match somehow. Stratosphere was at this for hours on end until she finally found it. The right melodies...but, no words.
Stratosphere sighed as she pressed her back against the tree. In the middle of this forest is a lone orange pegasus trying to fine words for a song she does not even know what it would be about. If anything it is souless music with breathless words. Invaluable. Stratosphere was beginning to get frustrated by this. She began playing that melody again, but with a different tempo and, Rythmn. A bit catchier than the last one but, it still needs work. Stratosphere put her black guitar down and, looked up into the trees. Today was going to be something special.
This kind of situation is exactly how a lone pegasus named Stratosphere mind would work. All over the place and, misguided. She woke up early thinking it was noon time wondering where the good citizens of Grovel Hoof Airforce Base Residential are. When nothing clued her in she decided to venture off into the neighboring forest. She had one of her many beloved guitars with her. And acoustic one actually. Her mane and, eyes glistening in the peeking sunlight. She wasn't too far from home but, enough to be away from anypony else probably, maybe,...kinda.
Well that did not matter anyway. Stratosphere was lost in her own thoughts. She had a tune stuck in her head. A new one which she will most likely put in a song for later purposes. This one was sweet on the ears. Playing it on her guitar was a little challenging because she didn't feel the strings had the right melody. Humming it was easy but, it was just so difficult to find the right melodies to match somehow. Stratosphere was at this for hours on end until she finally found it. The right melodies...but, no words.
Stratosphere sighed as she pressed her back against the tree. In the middle of this forest is a lone orange pegasus trying to fine words for a song she does not even know what it would be about. If anything it is souless music with breathless words. Invaluable. Stratosphere was beginning to get frustrated by this. She began playing that melody again, but with a different tempo and, Rythmn. A bit catchier than the last one but, it still needs work. Stratosphere put her black guitar down and, looked up into the trees. Today was going to be something special.