As my attention gradually got driven by the glitter on the ground, I was showered with curiosity and ready to march out of the ballroom door. During that moment, I couldn’t help thinking about every possible thing regarding the suspicious trail of glitter. Who did that and why would they drop this much glitter? Where could it possibly lead us? It probably implies something if it’s a combination between silver and aquamarine, but what could it be? A plethora of questions and mysteries left me pondering around the deeper meaning of such sparkly granules, yet it’s highly obfuscated, much like an Internet cryptic message that can’t be reverse-engineered. I didn’t hesitate to stop following the trail and searching for the potential “suspect” in this “top-secret mission”, not until I trotted by the sky garden and heard a mesmerizing, angelic singing voice emerging from nowhere.

But so what? You’ve probably seen ponies singing songs in almost every little corner of the Earth, from stage to street to train and even during a shower. It’s not anything special to hear surprising voices in a society like this… right? I surely would’ve ignored them and simply continued pursuing my secret mission if that were the case, but something feels different about her voice. It seems to pull me closer, closer, and closer to her. I tried not to let myself be distracted by the surroundings, but it didn’t work. Every time I heard an elegant high note delicately executed by the ever-flexible vocal cord, something inside me felt the eagerness to ponder in this place and be serenaded by the lovely whistles of the songbird. I believed it must be some kind of special magic that can only be elicited by her. The longer I stayed, the more I remained spiraling in this utopia of serenity, and soon enough, my heart rate gradually accelerated…