It's a Long Way to the Top
It’s a Long Way to the Top
A roaring crowd filled the New Canterlot Amphitheater. They were packed as tightly in the venue as sardines in a can. Tickets for the event had sold out within the first few days, and security measures were doubled that night to prevent possible fights against the concert-goers, or tramplings of other fans upon rushing to the stage, both very likely with a concert of this magnitude. The weather was good for a concert, with only a few clouds and no sign of rain in that evening, but most of the fans were under the cover of the pavilion, anyway. The fans, both guys and girls, were crowded near the stage, sweaty and waiting in anticipation for the show to start.
Sonata Dusk peered out the door to the stage, getting a peek at the screaming, sweaty fans. She grinned and shut the door, then ran down a long hallway to her dressing room, her long ponytail of blue hair swinging back and forth as she did so. Two tall security guards stood on either side of