It was around midnight and every pony was sound asleep in their beds. All accept Prince Nightsky. It was raining down hard outside, harder than it ever did before. There was the sound of what seemed to be falling debris as the gigantic rain drops pounded against his Royal Window. Prince Nightsky couldn’t take much more of this and awoke with an annoyed growl. The young Prince slowly got up; his purple shimmering mane flowed in the air even though there was no wind current.
He then preceded his advance towards his windows and gazed out into the night, his wonderful creation. “Tis bad enough no pony must stay up to look at thee’s masterpiece, but must thou Pegesei make it even more dreadful with weather?” Prince Nightsky spoke to himself using the ancient tongue of the Dream Mountain Alicorns. He was the only one who spoke this language; no pony knew where he got the knowledge of such speech. His bangs fell from his eye lids from lack of “ Royal Slumber” .
Prince Nightsky relocated his sight towards the room behind him. It was a simple Royal Bedroom. It was about the size of two Hotel bedrooms fused together. The young highness pondered why his sleeping courtier was recommended in being so gigantic; he didn’t really need that much space. Figuring that he was not going to get slumber any time soon he decided to do some kind of activity to past the time until the weather Pegesei ceased the downpour.