This was how she’d start her flights, and was also quite her favorite part. Granted, it was much later than she had wanted, but thank the Ancestors she didn’t miss it. As the sun’s light faded, households from the Eastern Gates slowly began to operate their firegems. One by one, each house began to glow, the pony households brighter than the griffin ones. However, that did not detract from the beauty of seeing it at that height. Arnau slowly began to glow with pinpricks of light, softer than the cold blue glow of the night stars. 