Prompt: Silence

She cantered through the dark abandoned streets of Canterlot, the only audible sound coming from her hooves on the street's stones.

Her head was raised skywards looking at the bright stars and enjoying the view as the moon was still new, when she suddenly had a crazy idea.

The party -unexpectedly- had been a blast, she had been asked to provide the music, at first she had refused stating that her music wasn't appreciated by the highbrow elite, but when she was told exactly which ponies would attending she had changed her stance and happily obliged.

She had started out slow deliberately, ponies still trickling in while she set up the last of her equipment, helping themselves to drinks and generally creating a soft buzz with all the idle chatter.

Until she put an end to it by putting her hooves to the disks, she wasn't the best DJ in Equestria for nothing.

Starting with a slow and steady beat as to not scare off all the ponies unfamiliar with her music she built expectation, several of the ponies swaying slightly, not entirely sure why they were doing so.

Then she dropped the bass and started with her one of her most upbeat songs.

The guests had been stunned, then they had tried to vocalize their displeasure over the sound of her music, but at the end they had all danced like their lives depended on it, and it filled her with a sense of satisfaction that she could even get the prim and proper stick-up-their-backside ponies to enjoy her creations.

The other thing that filled her with a sense of satisfaction was the face her raven-haired friend had made when some high class fancy pony declared her music 'the best he'd ever heard'

She decided that she would do anything she could to see her make that face again, even if she'd have to sit through a dozen concerto's as punishment- it would be worth it.

The party had ended early, the ponies attending having other 'engagements' as they called them.

Which meant that she had more time to herself than she knew what to do with.

So she did something she had never done before: She cantered out of the city and into the surrounding mountains.

From the moment she had found her cutie mark her life had been filled with three things:

Parties, which she usually provided the music for, a steady beat and sub-woofers being the mainstay of her particular brand.

Though not the most popular brand of music just yet, it was getting close and she was practically the brand name.

Drinking, which she often did with her best and only friend, she herself preferred a good beer but her friend had a weakness for the stronger brands of liquor.

Which meant that, while she could consume roughly her weight in drinks, her friend couldn't handle more than a few rounds,

This, combined with the earthpony's low tolerance for alcohol had lead to more than one occasion of them stumbling home drunk and falling asleep wherever they collapsed.

And Classical music...

Despite what the tabloids said she was actually quite fond of the music, and as such her friends 'punishments' of dragging her to every concert in which she was performing wasn't as daunting as her friend thought it was.

All in all this meant that her life was never boring, never without excitement, and never silent.

Which made her current wanderings all the more jarring, especially to herself.

She finally crested a hill which allowed for a panoramic view of most of Equestria.

Her friend had told her about this hill many times before, about the beauty of the lakes and the fields as the sun set and twilight settled over the land.

And about the forests that seemed so mysterious when night came.

She folded her fore-legs and rested her head upon them, content to simply take in the vastness of the land.

“I never thought I would find you here.”

She startled to her hooves and almost planted her face in the dirt, managing to recover just in time to see her friend standing behind her.

The grey earth pony laughed. “Don't worry, I won't tell anypony.”

The DJ took a couple of breaths and dedicated a moment to regaining her composure before chuckling herself.

“You shouldn't sneak up on ponies like that 'Tavi.”

Octavia simply smiled. “Finally had enough of the constant partying?“

The white unicorn snorted “Not likely.” she settled down next to her friend who had stolen her previous spot on the ground. “I just wondered what it was like.” she said looking at her Grey friend sideways. “You keep going on and on about this place.”

“If I do, it's only because I get most of my inspiration from here.” Octavia sighed contently and closed her eyes.

Normally she would have made a joke about classical music and boring places, but she didn't.

She felt oddly serene, a sensation she didn't often get from her 'job'.

So she remained quiet and looked at the night's sky together with her best friend, away from the busy Canterlot nightlife, away from all the parties in which hundreds of ponies danced and jumped around,

away from bars in which drunken and sober ponies alike laughed and sometimes sang out of tune,

away from the music that was both passion and job for the both of them and noise they surrounded themselves with every day.

And simply enjoyed the silence. Next Chapter: Spread em. Estimated time remaining: 16 Minutes