The moon made its way behind the hills of Canterlot again to end the night. The unicorn knew there was no return from her plan, not anymore. She wanted to do it no matter what fate decided to throw at her. Rarity took note of the very first rays of sunlight which came peeking over on the horizon. With gentle motions had they turned the dark blue skies in a pleasant and warm pinkish red. Yet deep within her was the feeling of just crawling back into the shadows that did took over her mind a couple times. Though being the stubborn or determined mare that she was, Rarity kept sitting in her position like a rock.