Autumn in the Everfree
Oct. 22nd, 2015 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyWhile it is just fairly chilly in Ponyvile, there was an early freeze in the Everfree forest. I went for a stroll this morning, south of Ponyville to the edge of the Everfree and I could feel the cold air rolling out. I decided to drop in on Zecora.
The sun was actually breaking through the gloom from time to time as I picked my way along the path. Where it struck a tree, the heat would cause a sudden cascade of leaves to rain down, like huge snow flakes or like green, yellow and red butterflies. I stopped to watch the flashing leaves fall. The sound was like a sudden shower of big rain drops and everywhere the floral sent of fresh Fall leaves. It was magical. I walked on through the fragrant patchwork carpet of leaves, beautiful overlapping patterns of scattered foliage on the path, each tree's shed mixing in with the next. I took care to step lightly. The leaves were fresh but they did rustle loudly if I dragged my hooves. I didn't want to attract attention in the Everfree forest.
I arrived at Zecora's home to find that the swirling mists had given it a sparkling coat of frost. She had lit a fire against the cold and inside, a pot of hot tea awaited. I knocked and I was greeted by Zecora's rhyming chatter. A welcome oasis in the Everfree.
The sun was actually breaking through the gloom from time to time as I picked my way along the path. Where it struck a tree, the heat would cause a sudden cascade of leaves to rain down, like huge snow flakes or like green, yellow and red butterflies. I stopped to watch the flashing leaves fall. The sound was like a sudden shower of big rain drops and everywhere the floral sent of fresh Fall leaves. It was magical. I walked on through the fragrant patchwork carpet of leaves, beautiful overlapping patterns of scattered foliage on the path, each tree's shed mixing in with the next. I took care to step lightly. The leaves were fresh but they did rustle loudly if I dragged my hooves. I didn't want to attract attention in the Everfree forest.
I arrived at Zecora's home to find that the swirling mists had given it a sparkling coat of frost. She had lit a fire against the cold and inside, a pot of hot tea awaited. I knocked and I was greeted by Zecora's rhyming chatter. A welcome oasis in the Everfree.
