A week had passed since the cute cenera. The Grand Galopping Gala had arrived with all of The Mane Six in Canterlot that August night. Many ponies arrived from Manehattan, Applewood and many other cities and villages. It was before Rarity had met with Prince Blueblood that night. Rarity had entered a room in the castle where other ponies were. But it was not any ponies she had not met before. It looked like over hundred of year old ponies she had read that only lived in fairytale books.

"That can't be the fairytale ponies I had read about many years ago as a filly." Rarity told herself.

"These clothes are older than these at the gala, and I feel like I'm another decade." the pony told herself.

Rarity went out in the garden where it now was full daylight instead of night. An odd silence was around the castle. The garden looked very different from the one she knew, and the place was not looking like Canterlot at all. Rarity talked with one of the ponies at their version of the Gala.

"Canterlot and Princess Celestia you say, but I do not know these words at all." the pony told Rarity.

"Our country is ruled by a queen in this castle that we celebrate this day." the pony said to the unicorn pony.

Rarity had not believed in things like these, and now she had ended up in a place where everything had an odd silence with a sunny faraway landscape she could remember from her books as a filly. But as the unicorn pony went out of the gate in the castle, had she ended up in Canterlot again where it was night. Next Chapter: Chapter 35 Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 14 Minutes