Walking The Edge
Jun. 1st, 2016 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyThis morning I went into the Everfree Forest to visit Zecora, It's very hot and steamy in the Everfree, I felt like I'd somehow returned to the Ponyville Spa, except this sauna didn't smell like hot rocks. The air was laden with the musty smells of leaves, growing things and strange animals. All around there were queer noises. As I walked down the trail toward Zecora's sanctum, I counted humming, buzzing, creaks, hoots, whistles, rustling and knocking. I was acutely aware that the Everfree Forest is very alive. Everything in it probably has spring fever, and broods to feed. That was not a comforting thought. I slunk along the path a little faster.
Zecora let me in and she apologized for the clutter. There were rockets in various stages of completion at one end of her cottage and everywhere jars and bags of colored powders. The hearth was cold and none of her candles were lit. Mayor Mare had asked that she take charge of Ponyville's entry in the Crystal Empire's Pan-Equestria Fireworks Festival, which is scheduled for ten days from now. She's been very busy grinding up pyrotechnic powders and making little balls which she had out drying in trays. She's been grinding and building and rolling all this stuff for days. She was happy to take a break and share gossip and a few cups of iced wintergreen tea with me.
On my way back to Ponyville I found that the forest had quieted down quite a bit. At first I relaxed, imagining the unseen denizens of this riot of vegetation had settled in for a midday nap. But a snapping branch some distance behind me got me to consider another possibility. Maybe the quiet meant that hungry predators were prowling. I rocketed out of the Everfree and galloped home.
Zecora let me in and she apologized for the clutter. There were rockets in various stages of completion at one end of her cottage and everywhere jars and bags of colored powders. The hearth was cold and none of her candles were lit. Mayor Mare had asked that she take charge of Ponyville's entry in the Crystal Empire's Pan-Equestria Fireworks Festival, which is scheduled for ten days from now. She's been very busy grinding up pyrotechnic powders and making little balls which she had out drying in trays. She's been grinding and building and rolling all this stuff for days. She was happy to take a break and share gossip and a few cups of iced wintergreen tea with me.
On my way back to Ponyville I found that the forest had quieted down quite a bit. At first I relaxed, imagining the unseen denizens of this riot of vegetation had settled in for a midday nap. But a snapping branch some distance behind me got me to consider another possibility. Maybe the quiet meant that hungry predators were prowling. I rocketed out of the Everfree and galloped home.
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