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Glaciere d'encre - Contest Entry

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    Small snowflakes fell within the home of a young unicorn; what should have been an odd occurrence to any other pony..but not to her. She stirred slightly, a tiny flake landing on her nose, causing her to wake. Staring up at the falling snow, she sighed, sitting up in her bed and glancing outside her window. It’s still night. Crap. Her magic has been out of control lately, snow materializing and drifting down onto her at any given time.

    “What IS this..” she said to herself, staring out into the night sky. “Why does my magic do this without my consent..”

    It wasn’t that this was so much of a bother, as she always conjures up some light flakes in order to make her ice crystal sculptures. As an Inky, she’s naturally talented in some form form of art; her specialty works with snow, ice, frost; all things frozen. Her favorite thing is making crystal snowflakes from ice, and because of her magic, they never melt. Even in the middle of summer. It’s also how she’s gained her name; the mare grew up with a lovely Inky couple when she was young, and they treated her like she was one of their own.

    They loved to tell the tale of them finding her in a snow bank, as warm as can be, crystal clear snowflakes falling around her tiny body, and immediately falling in love, having not had any children of their own. They took her home and fawned over the little foal before lovingly, not to mention appropriately, dubbing her “Glacière d'encre” or “Inky Ice”; Though she was nicknamed Crystal.

    She loved her family, which now consisted of her parents, and 3 younger siblings. Yet even though she wouldn’t trade the unconditional love for anything in the world..She couldn’t help but think about where she came from. Where her own parents were; why she felt so different from other ponies.

    Crystal sighed, walking over to her mirror and studied her face.

    “I don’t get it. I don’t look abnormal.” She said aloud. “I have a normal horn..a normal looking body..granted my eyes aren’t the kind you see every day..but I’m normal..aren’t I?”

Sighing once more, she rests her head on the cool glass, closing her eyes. Her thoughts raced.

‘I know my magic aura is different than others..it glitters like freshly fallen snow in the moonlight..and I’ve been called beautiful..and I guess I can see it..but why do I feel like I don’t fit..and not just in society..but my own skin..?”

She paced around the room. She felt like this her whole life, but tried to ignore the nagging thoughts that maybe she wasn’t exactly who she was meant to be. She felt alienated in her own body; but that shouldn’t be right. Was it because she hadn’t yet found her path in life? Owning an Ice Crystal shop has it’s perks, but she always thought that making trinkets wasn’t all she was destined for.

“I’m different..what other Inkies can make snow happen to make ice sculptures..what other Inky can prevent snow from melting in the middle of summer?..and it all sparkles..so beautifully..I just don’t understand..”

Crystal shook her head and peeled herself away from her mirror, walking across her room and back into her bed.

“I need to rest..get this all out of my mind..” She nuzzled her pillow and closed her eyes, quickly drifting to sleep as the snowflakes continued to fall from above.

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    Sunlight shone through Crystal’s window, the flurry piled up next to her glittered as she yawned, sitting up in bed slowly. She looked up at her ceiling, the magic snow finally stopped, and her created snowflake crystals hung from her rafters, as solid and unmelting as can be.

    The unicorn crawled out of bed, and frowned. ‘Why do I feel so randomly heavy?...Did I gain weight?!’ She panicked inside, rushing to her mirror, fearing the worst..only to be met with a sight that made her jaw drop.

    “WINGS. I have WINGS!”, Crystal cried out in disbelief, staring at her new extremities. “AND MY HAIR!” Her eyes widened even larger, her gray hair now looking as if it were dipped in snow and stained.

    Crystal pawed at her hair, looking down at her hooves as she pulled them away, unable to comprehend what had happened.

    “Ink..seeping naturally from my hair..r..royalty can only seep from their hair..Like Spearmint..like..Joia..JOIA” She cried out, jumping in the air as her wings flapped out with force, splattering light blue ink along her walls. “P..PRINCESS JOIA...ALICORN..R..ROYAL..ME ..ALICORN..ROYAL...WHAT?!”

    She started to hyperventilate, unsure of what was going on..until she realized she wasn’t on the floor. She screamed and tried to flap her wings, attempting to get herself back onto the ground. Failing repeatedly, she floated up into the rafters and clung to one of the wooden beams.

    “MOM! MOM!!!” She whined, her wings still flapping, whacking her into the beam she held onto. Soon the sound of hooves pounding up the stairs got closer to her door, and stopped just outside of it.

    “Honey?! Sweetie what’s wrong?!” Her mother called, banging on the door.

    “I can’t get down from up here!”

    “The blasted door is locked, I can’t get it open!” Her mom tugged at the door, trying to open it quickly to get to Crystal.

    “St-stand back mom!” she yelled, igniting her horn to open the door..only for it to go flinging across the room; smashing to pieces against the wall.

    Her mother blinked, staring at the door before running into the room, looking from left to right.

    “Crystal?!”

    “U-Up here mom!”

    Looking up, her mom gasped sharply before taking off the ground herself, flying up to her daughters aide. She stared in awe between her daughter’s new wings and Crystal, trying and failing to piece an explanation together.

    “S-Sweetie listen to me, relax. Let your mind empty and control your wings. Use them like you’d use your magic. Tell them exactly what you want them to do with your mind, not a second thought!”

    Crystal gulped, nodding at her mom’s words; attempting to clear her mind and command her wings to cease the rapid flapping and fold back at her sides. Her wings seemed to ignore her willful inner pleads, flapping wildly, causing her grip on the beam to loosen. Crystal and her mom cried out in urgency before Crystal’s wings pulled back, making her let go entirely, and sent her flying around the room.

    She screamed, bracing herself as she bounced against walls, flying up, down and all around. Her mother chased her all around, trying to shout instructions on what she should do to stop her erratic flight.

    Crystal’s horn lit up, as she tried to make something cushion herself against the blows of her body hitting her surroundings; but snow was the only thing that happened. It was a heavy snowfall, magically coming from the ceiling; coating her floors in the sparkly white frost.

    “NO! NOT SNOW!” she cried out in exasperation, her body still being flung from left to right as she tried to take control of her wings. She willed harder, begging her wings to stop, to let her land; and they did. They locked outward and she went flying down, the snow cushioning her impact, but making her slide out of her open doorway. She screamed as she flew down the stairs and landed face first on the lower floor; her flank raised up whilst she groaned in pain.

    Crystal’s mother flew downstairs, helping her to stand.

    “Sweetheart are you alright..?” she asked, checking her daughter over intensely as Crystal nodded.

    “Yeah mom, I’m alright..a little battered and bruised, but fine.”

    “Now..Crystal I know you’re old enough to do what you want..but how in Joia’s name did you give yourself wings?!”

    “I don’t know mom..I woke up this morning with these..and my hair, look!” Crystal moved her head towards her mother, letting her inspect the white ink seeping in the ends of her hair. “This was here when I woke up as well! It’s naturally seeping ink!”

    Her mom just stared, taking it all in, then nibbles her lip gently.

    “Well..seeing as we took you in when you were small, we have no way of knowing your heritage..and why this sudden transformation happened. The only thing I can think of..is to see Princess Joia herself.”

    “P-Princess Joia? No..we shouldn’t bother her with something so petty..”

    Glacière d'encre. You woke up a full blooded Alicorn this morning, was stuck in the rafters, tore the door off the hinges with such a powerful force, brought a flurry into my upstairs and banged yourself up trying to control your wings. Her highness needs to know of such an occurrence, and maybe she can bring some enlightenment.”

    Crystal looked down and sighed. The thought of approaching the castle intimidated her. What if Princess Joia didn’t believe her? What if she thought she had done some sort of spell and did this to herself, and would be banished for illegal royal transformations?

    But..what if Princess Joia DID believe her? ‘Now, thinking back, I’ve never felt so comfortable within my own body before..that nagging feeling of something being off is gone..replaced with apprehension to face the princess..but I don’t feel..different anymore..even though I’m severely different!’

    She paced back and forth, chewing her lip as her mother watched on. Decisions..Decisions..

    “Sweetheart, I can always go with you..you don’t have to go alone.”

    “I think I’d like that..if you went with me mom..just in case I make a fool out of myself..or need someone to get me out of jail for telling the princess a bad joke..”

The mares giggled and walked downstairs, preparing to seek council with the Inky Princess.




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suukiishieADOPTS's avatar
I kinda wanna ask for babies between her and Clouded Frostbite but I don't want any half inkies  D: ahaha..