The Shrine
Oct. 2nd, 2016 11:51 pmWhen Moondancer came to visit a few days ago she had news to share about the Epona exposition. It's popularity is unabated and the line-up is so long that it will be a long time before my Canterlot friends buy tickets.
Every so often Moondancer meets with a museum curator to see how the scrolls are holding up and to evaluate the progress of their restoration. Apparently, there are still a fair number of ponies who try to read the scrolls using Haycartes. Moondancer is thinking of publishing short passages from the scrolls in the local paper in hopes of tempting more ponies to make the effort to read them for themselves.
The real draw is Epona. Every day, everypony who gets into the the museum stops at the glass cabinet that holds Epona's skeleton. They stare at The All Mother. Those up front reach over the barrier and touch the glass. Every time in every group. I know how they feel. It's just a skeleton of a small earth pony, but in my mind I do not see bones. I see the All Mother, sleeping peacefully. It is all too much for many ponies. They have to be supported and half carried out. Many get right back in line and wait days to see her again. The museum has extended their hours again to try and accommodate the crowds, they're now open from four in the morning to midnight. But maintenance of the rooms must be done and the 50 pony limit must be respected to maintain constant temperature and humidity. The artifacts are fragile, even with magic fields to protect and hold them together.
Every so often Moondancer meets with a museum curator to see how the scrolls are holding up and to evaluate the progress of their restoration. Apparently, there are still a fair number of ponies who try to read the scrolls using Haycartes. Moondancer is thinking of publishing short passages from the scrolls in the local paper in hopes of tempting more ponies to make the effort to read them for themselves.
The real draw is Epona. Every day, everypony who gets into the the museum stops at the glass cabinet that holds Epona's skeleton. They stare at The All Mother. Those up front reach over the barrier and touch the glass. Every time in every group. I know how they feel. It's just a skeleton of a small earth pony, but in my mind I do not see bones. I see the All Mother, sleeping peacefully. It is all too much for many ponies. They have to be supported and half carried out. Many get right back in line and wait days to see her again. The museum has extended their hours again to try and accommodate the crowds, they're now open from four in the morning to midnight. But maintenance of the rooms must be done and the 50 pony limit must be respected to maintain constant temperature and humidity. The artifacts are fragile, even with magic fields to protect and hold them together.