(Along the Griffica/Equestrian border, City of Bridlebit, nine hundred ninety third Celestial year, forty forth day of spring)

The young filly stared at the height of the buildings surrounding her, the sun shining down from above, as she casually trotted along the hoof-beaten road at a decent clip. Looking at shopping fronts left to right as she finished admiring the tall buildings, she noted several items within the displays of the nearby vendors. One such item being a jade amulet shaped into an oval with the head of a unicorn having two antennae instead of a horn, and butterfly wings poking out from the sides. At its core jutted an amethyst cut hexagonally. Pulling her eyes away from the item she barely dodged out of the way of a moving earth pony. Sighing in relief, the young filly turned her thoughts to her other companion resting comfortably underneath her cloak.

‘Hmm I really should be more careful. I’m surprised that trinket took my attention though. I think I have enough bits. I can use it to practice enchanting.’ The lavender mare thought carefully, and moved her eyes back to the stall that held the trinket. her body unconsciously halted in its advance as her attention was piqued by the idea. Nodding once in agreement, she walked over to the stall to get a better look at the small amulet. Looking at the stall clerk, she noted his prominent features, a dark blue coat, pink eyes and a lavender mane and tail. “Hello.” she called, gaining the stallions attention.

“Hrmm?” He responded dazedly, looking down he noticed the lavender filly eyeing him curiously. “Yes little one, what is it you seek? Where’r yer parents?” He asked calmly, his eyes staring steadily at the filly as he noted her visibly immaculate cloak, and the small indents of saddlebags that rested on the lavender unicorn’s back.

“Actually, I came to ask how much this is worth,” The lavender filly asked, lifting the small amulet in an aura of magenta energy. “I don’t travel with my parents though, sorry to disappoint.”

The azure stallion took a single glance at the medallion in the lavender filly’s grasp before deciding on a price. “Sixty-four bits, for the flutter charm alone, ten bits for the obsidian chain holding it,” the stallion stated simply, as he gazed at the lavender filly, her eyes filling with disappointment as she realizes she lacked the bits to purchase the item. Rolling his eyes and taking a slightly prolonged breath, he smiled, letting it out. “But for you, fifty-five bits for the set.“

The lavender filly cheered, taking out her bulging coin purse. She smiled at the surprised vender, before using her magic to separate a large sum of bits from her purse and placing it on the counter. Placing the noticeably smaller sack of bits in her saddlebags, she turned around and walked away. Bringing the amulet with the black chain before her eyes, she noted its high quality and lack of imperfections. “I’m glad I paid honestly for this.” She whispered to herself as she walked down the road.

The shopkeeper desperately waved behind her in a desperate bid for attention. “By Celestia’s voluminous flanks, get back here little filly, you paid too much,” he yells loudly. The purple unicorn simply ignored his voice and walks away.

Done looking over the amulet, the young filly magically opened one of the flaps of her saddlebags and placed it inside for safekeeping. Looking around herself, she noted the road widening into a larger intersection. She glanced at the stalls pitched in the middle of the market square, several of which, she saw, were selling different kinds of food items, one stall in particular sold several herbs that Twi carried in bulk. Taking a second to halt on the side of the street, Twilight pulled a quill and some parchment from her pack to note the location of the merchant’s stall. Diagram and location put down carefully in neat calligraphic writing, she put the materials away and sheathed the parchment snugly between her straps and saddlebags.

Her supplies returned within her saddlebags, she continues down the line of stalls until she found one that looks dilapidated and unused. Walking up to it, she examined the stall carefully to see what she could do with it. A cough sounded behind her, interrupting her inspection. Turning around, she spotted the source immediately in the form of a white feathered griffon with a golden beak, piercing amber eyes, and a golden coat over his backside. “Ag-hem, what do you want with my stall, hatchling?” he asked in a smooth and calm voice.

Twilight instinctually looked straight into his eyes before answering in kind. “I was hoping I could rent it so I could sell my products. Are you willing to do such a transaction?” she asked, her gaze unwavering in her challenge.

The griffon ceased his inspection of her person and nodded in agreement. “I see you’re not a liar or a cheat like the other offers. Fifty-six bits and the stall is yours for the day.” Twilight nodded pulled the proper amount of bits from her pack and passed them over to the griffon, before he spoke again. “Whatever else you need s’not my problem, so make sure you have it with you already. Good day.“ Turning around and spreading his wings, he took off, flying over the roofs of the houses.

Smiling slightly at her success, the lavender filly walked over to the stall she had rented. Lifting her saddle bags from under her cloak, she placed them onto the aged counter, stirring up some dust and causing her to sneeze. Blushing slightly, she crouched backwards, tensing her legs slightly before she leaped across with enough grace to put even a wonderbolt to shame. Landing softly on the other side she whirled around and focussed entirely on her saddle bags while her cloak gently rolled into a ball and floated off her back with a large lump inside, which landed gently into a corner of the stall unseen from the outside.

Flipping her saddlebags open, she began pulling a plethora of items out, including a medium sized cauldron, a Magefire candle made of basilisk earwax, and a set of beakers and vials. Laying her working materials to the side, the purple filly pulled out the final items of her pack, a great satchel filled to the brim with the herbs and spices she used for making her potions and a small mirror she found in the old Everfree ruins. Placing a potion at the top of her stall and binding it in place magically, she noted several ponies turn their heads to look at the signal. Immediately three start heading towards her position. ‘This is going to be a long day,’ she thought as she began pounding several wheat stalks into fine powder, and added several wormwood leaves into a small beaker before placing it over the Magefire candle.

The lavender pony grunted with effort as she lifted the last of the devices back onto her back. ‘Ugh several hours with that many ponies. I can’t believe how large the line got after the first few customers… I guess it must be unusual for them to come across a trained alchemist,’ she speculated to herself, her eyebrows furrowed in thought as she trotted past the rows of buildings and alleyways, glancing left and right periodically in search of the building the stall’s owner had notified her of, before she packed up and left for the day.

The young unicorn halted under a light pole as she recounted the event silently, within her own thoughts. ‘“Hmm… I see you’ve done well for yourself. Don’t worry, I’m not going to charge you beyond my original offer earlier. Besides, I’ve made plenty on all of the stalls others have used already. Would you be willing to give me a potion that can heal injuries?”

“I have a restorative tonic, yes. Here. Would you mind pointing me in the direction of a good Inn? I’m not used to the area and would rather not waste time trying to search for one.”

“Why, yes, of course. The Bluebell Rose should be on Keynes street and Rigid Point road. If you head further up this road you’ll hit an intersection with Keynes street. Take a right, and head down until you hit Rigid Point. The Bluebell Rose should be the yellow building with a red and blue checkered roof.”

“Thank you for the directions sir. Just a sec… here’s your potion. I made it fresh, so as long as you keep it sealed, it should last at least a year, or until it’s second use, drink only half when healing injuries, or you’ll waste the concoction.”

“Thank you. Have a good night, and good luck finding the inn.”

“Thank you, goodnight to you, as well.”

Shaking her head a little, she looked at the sign at a nearby intersection. ‘Hmm, Keynes street and Blue Sky Road. Hmm, where’s Rigid Point?’ she asked herself, placing her hoof forward again, she rose to a standing position before continuing down Keynes street. As the buildings passed by during her trek, she noted an inconsistency with the local shadows around her. The moon revealed all below the orb in its soft, pale glow. As Twilight neared the next intersection, she decided to ignore the shadows warping in her peripheral vision in favor of closing in on a yellow building, glowing with candle light from within. The lavender filly looked up at the sign above the main entry. ‘Th- BlJeLaell Rnse,’ she read. ’A bit faded but still legible. this is the place.’

Pressing her hoof against the door, she opened it quietly, noting several patrons sitting at various stools, some awake with earl grey stein mugs, a few others laying on various tables covered with dark wool blankets. Sighing to herself she summoned her inner energies to close the portal behind her before stepping deeper inside, she noted another bar similar to the ones in the other inns she’d stayed at. She walked over and seated herself on one of the soft pillows before the counter.

When the lavender filly saw the bartender, she noticed that she was a teal unicorn mare with a with a wind swept crimson mane and tail, and a small ceramic cup with steam floating above it. She was currently wearing an apron and a single belt with an oblong silk weave sheath, holding a leather bound device within biting distance of her mouth on the inside of her right foreleg. Ignoring the signs, the lavender filly flipped a hoof into the air to try and wave the unicorn bartender over without raising a ruckus. The unicorn mare nodded in the filly’s direction before turning back to her current customer. After a few words of encouragement, she sends him off with another patron who turned out be tired, as he lethargically led his tipsy companion out of the bar.. Finally finished with her task, the elder mare trotted over to the young purple alchemist.

“Hello what brings a filly such as you to my, establishment?” The teal mare asked, her tone varying from happy to sceptical.

The lavender unicorn filly nodded while smiling. “I came here to purchase a room for the night, if that would not be too much to ask? Though I do have a question,” she leaned in towards the bartenders ear. “What’s with the knife?” she asked innocently.

Sighing slightly, the elder mare answered, “We’ve recently had some violence happen nearby and I’m taking a few precautions to make sure my inn remains safe. I’ll be purchasing a cross bow within a few weeks, as an added measure.” The young filly nodded, understanding. “But you were asking about a room, fifteen bits for one night, will you be staying?.” The elder mare asked professionally.

“Of course. I was actually directed here by one of the stall renters, he said this would be a good place to stay the night.” The lavender filly smiled widely as she pulled out a small collection of bits, placing them on the counter. “You said fifteen, right?” The young filly recounts as she gathered the necessary number of bits, placing them on the counter, neatly stacked in front of the barkeep. “Here you go.”

The elder unicorn smiled, placing the bits inside a box using her magic before picking up a bright orange stone with her mouth and placing it on the counter before her purple patron. ”The key’s laced with some anti magical materials. It would take a really powerful unicorn to pick it up using their magic.” The elder mare answers before the filly can even open her mouth to ask.

The lavender filly nodded, “Which room does the key go to?”

Lifting her hoof for a half second, the teal mare placed the orange keystone back down onto the counter and answered. “Room four. Don’t worry, the key is all you’ll really need to get in.”

Quirking an eyebrow at the strange comment, the lavender filly decided not to try and discuss it, instead visibly swallowing. “How much for some clean Apple Family cider?” She asked.

The mare behind the counter gave the lavender filly a funny look. ”You mean apple juice?” The younger unicorn nodded. “Two bits a glass.” Purple hooves reached across the counter, placing two bits before the bartender as she turned and began pouring the amber beverage.

As the bartender focused on completing the order, the young filly felt a presence next to her. Looking to the side, she noted a young stallion. His lack of horn and wings immediately identified him as a member of the earth pony race. He had a chocolate coat and a bright red mane with a tail the same color. His chiseled features and certain movement of his steps as he approached hinting at an object dangling between his legs gave his gender away almost immediately. He turned somewhat, preparing to leap onto the stool next to her, finally revealing his cutie mark, a pair of cherries held inside of a salt shaker.

Having focused enough of her attention on the pony through the corner of her eye, she decided he was not a threat, and promptly ignored him as the stallion finished settling on his seat. She kept her smile beaming from her face as the bartender finished pouring the apple juice the filly paid for, placing it before the purple filly. Nodding happily at the satisfied customer, she turned to the stallion sitting next to the young filly. “Hello Cherry Spice. Need anything?”

The stallion blinked for half a second, jolting slightly before he turned to the bartender, a sheepish smile spreading across his face while he rubbed a hoof on the back of his head. “Uuuh, sorry I didn’t quite catch that, I’m a bit distracted. Ever since they closed down the Brass Lantern, the streets have been getting a bit more dangerous as of late, so please, don’t mind if I’m a bit off when I answer.” he explained.

Sighing, the unicorn behind the counter lifts a hoof to the bridge of her nose, rubbing it a little before letting her hoof drop back to the ground. “I asked if you need anything, not if you were ok. It’s obvious you had a narrow escape just by the looks of ya. Robbers?” The stallion nodded. “Figures.” she muttered under her breath. Raising her voice slightly she returned to the conversation at hoof. “Anyway do you need anything?”

“Just a room to rent, nothing special, so how’s your day been Miso?” he asked, passing eight bits across the counter.

“I’ve been doing quite well for myself, I can’t really complain since business is good, though I really wish they would keep control of the thievery inside the city. I swear I keep getting more and more stories of people getting raped in allyways and venders getting swindled of their recent earnings by sword bearing vagabonds, don’t even get me started about the vampire rumors.” Miso ranted while putting the male vendor’s bits away and placing a few apples before him.

The lavender filly noted the discrepancy in price, while drinking her cider, ‘Hmm, why’d he have to pay less?’ Tapping her hoof on the table the lavender filly grasped Miso’s attention along with that of the vender. “Umm, miss Miso? Why’d he have to pay less for his room?” The young unicorn asked innocently, her eyes filled with curiosity trying to understand the injustice of the moment.

Before Miso could speak, the patron smiled slyly before commenting, “Heh, not trying to swindle a filly now, are you?”

Miso bristled at the comment, “For your information Cherry, I was going to make sure the filly got her money’s worth, however if she objects I can give her one of the regular rooms.”

Cherry Spice lifted a hoof to his chin as if in thought, “Let me guess, room four?” He asked, throwing his hoof straight up as if in success.

While Cherry was sporting a victorious smile, Miso sputtered, trying to come up with a decent answer. “Bu-but , Ha-how?”

“It’s the room you give to all the new guests who haven’t much experience dealing with innkeepers. I think this filly’s an honest worker, just give her ten bits back and I won’t harass you any more on the subject.” He said firmly with a nod in Miso’s direction. Turning towards the filly as Miso grabbed the appropriate number of coins Cherry noted his counter partner’s look and sighed, “So, since you’re on the topic and Miso needs to apologize to you for trying to take more than her fair share in your bits, what’s your name?”

Glancing at the stallion next to her, the lavender filly answered, reaching out a hoof. “Hello I’m Glimmering Wisp. Nice to meet you Cherry Spice.”

Cherry answered Twilight’s outstretched hoof with one of his own in kind. “Well, nice to meet you too Glimmer, so yea give old Miso some time to gather the bits.”

After a few seconds a ten of bits slid across the counter, Miso sighed before giving Cherry Spice a spiteful glare. “You and your big mouth,” her grievance stated, she rolled her eyes and turned to Twilight. “Well here’re your bits, sorry I overcharged.” She turned to glare at Cherry Spice one last time, before heading down the counter away from the merchant and the filly to cool down.

“Ah, she really is nice, even if she does overcharge some of the newer customers every once in a while. I guess it keeps things interesting for her.” Cherry Spice yawned, placing two hooves on the counter and stretching out his back with a few satisfying pops. “Yeaaaa, that’s the spot. Alright so Wisp, where are you from?”

Images of a white city placed in the side of a mountain came to mind flickering on and off as she tried to gather the necessary knowledge. Coming up blank for an exact location she came from she looked at her cloak and saddlebags, her eyes flashed as her inspiration took hold and she realized the answer. “Well… you could say I come from the road, considering I’ve been living on the move. The next town I’m visiting is Hoofreed, I’ll be heading there in the morning.” The lavender filly answerd, a hoof still holding her chin in thought.

Cherry Spice’s smile if anything got even wider from Twilights revelation, “Hay, did I hear you right? You are heading to Hoofreed next yes?” The young filly nodded, giving the chocolate brown stallion a questioning look. “Alright, alright I’ll get to the point, I’m heading in the same direction, and you said you’re leaving in the morning. I was proposing that we travel together, it would make things interesting and help beat the tedium of traveling alone. What do you say?” He asked brightly, giving a carefree smile.

Twilight sighed, “How about we start with meeting outside town during the twilight hours of morning,” Twilight lowered her voice to just above a whisper, “‘IF’ we’ll be traveling together, I have a few things to show you, that I don’t want you surprised by when we're traveling, and… wait, you’re that vendor I bought extra ingredients from earlier.”

Cherry Spice perked up with an even more devilish smile. “Indeed I am, I’m impressed you remembered. Well I did, but that doesn’t count, I’m quite good at remembering customers and such, you were the one that bought forty pounds of materials from my stall, you just about cleared me out of my medical weeds and then some, what did you use it all for anyway?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

In response, Twilight pulled a red potion from her pack, along with several purple and grey potions. The merchant’s eyes widened as twelve potions stack themselves neatly into a row on the counter before him and Twilight. “I use base plants and other materials that are naturally magic infused to create potions and cure-alls, along with potent salves. My field while traveling amongst the towns is alchemy and potion making, but my passion is magic and spell weaving.” She answered while focusing on a simple cantrip, the potions immediately falling through the wood as a portal into her saddle bags formed just above the counter’s surface, below the potions.

Cherry Spice watched, his jaw slack as the potions fell through the counter and disappeared seemingly into nothing.Turning to his companion he smiled wider than before. ”That was awesome. But really, you make potions?” The lavender filly next to him bobbed her head up and down in agreement. “Dang that would be quite useful. I’m pretty good at finding weeds and magical flora, so I guess we could work as a partnership.”

Twilight dipped her head and shook her head side to side, “Maybe, but know this first, a good amount of my potions are made for free use, the only ones that are sold are booster potions, such as healing potions, invigoration potions, and the like.”

Cherry Spice, raised an eyebrow at his lavender companion, “Wait, you just give potions away?”

“Yes.” Twilight affirmed with a roll of her eyes.

The brown merchant scratched the side of his scalp, a frown forming as his eyebrows scrunched together. ”Ok, you give potions away then… How do you make any bits with that kind of business sense?” He asked completely perplexed by the lavender filly’s success.

Twilight frowned at the merchant, giving him the strongest scowl she could, before harumphing. “Unlike you, I don’t do it to make money. I do it so that other ponies can get better and live longer. Plus, if I charged every customer I came across I wouldn’t be able to carry all of the bits.” She answered, with a breathy sigh, rolling her lavender eyes. “Besides, I find it more fun to travel than haggle.”

“Alright then I can see that.” He responded with a quick shake of his head. “Hmm, were you perchance trained by a zebra?”

Twilight jumped up, sitting a little higher on her seat. “Yes,I was actually trained by a zebra shaman. How’d you know?” Twilight leaned forward, interested in his reasoning.

Cherry Spice nodded, “Well you work with potions which is really uncommon for ponies, but what tipped me off was that was how well made your potions were, and the fact that you actually purchased some of the more common cooking ingredients for advanced alchemical use.” He answered easily laying back in his seat, well at ease with his position. Twilight sat back in her seat just calmly resting in the tavern next to the older merchant. “So,” He yawned. “Yea, I’m off to bed, meecha in the mornin.” He finished before hopping off his seat and walking towards the sleeping quarters of the inn.

A few minutes later Twilight yawned as well, she looked towards Miso yawning again, “Good night Miso.” Twilight spoke loud enough for the bartender to hear, before heading off towards the sleeping quarters. After a few minutes she stopped before a single door in the hallway, with the number four carved into it. Twilight pulled out her keystone and placed it on the door, immediately she heard gears turning as the lock holding the door in place magically disengaged. With a final click Twilight pushed the door open and entered the room. Its furnishings were simple. A bed, a window, and a small dresser, along with a tiny walk in bathroom containing a cloud sink and a toilet.

Twilight visibly broke from her tireless demeanor, closing the door behind her and placing the orange keystone up to the door again, she heared the satisfying whir of magical gears as the door was locked in place. Twilight let out a tired sigh as she turned around and began walking towards the bed, dragging the key stone with her. “Alright Fang, you can come out now.”

With a burst of motion, her cloak flipped out of the way as the mottled brown reptile flipped off her back and flitted around the room to and fro, as he began taking in the area around him. ‘Oh hey Twilight. Do you mind unpacking some crystals? I’m starving.’ He mentally projected before landing softly on the floor beside the young filly. Twilight nodded slightly, her legs lazily placed underneath her in an uncomfortable position. Standing back up slowly, Twilight rotated her head to the side and opened one of her saddle bags. She reached inside with her magic to search for the small blue glowing crystals she’s used to.

Suddenly her eyes open wide, and her cheeks redden as her search came up empty. She uttered only one word. “Oops.” Turning towards the young drake she carefully laid back down. ‘Umm, Fang?’ she asked, looking directly into the drakes eyes.

‘Yes mother?’ he answered, cocking his head to the side.

‘I think I’m out of lithified mana, but ’ she quickly added making sure to keep Fang from interrupting her. ‘...I finally realize what’s been making me so tired lately. If you give me several minutes, I’ll be able to make some crystals for you to eat.’

The young drake nodded acceptance, before sniggering at the one snag in Twilights adventure. Releasing a rapid burst of wheezing snorts in laughter, the drake proceeded to duck his head to hide his laughter underneath one of his wings.

‘O, Ha ha, laugh it up. You won’t be seeing me show any sympathy next time you get caught with your wings bound.’ She mentally berated the smaller drake before settling herself onto the ground and focusing inwardly on her magical power, ‘Alright, just as Mshauri taught me.‘ Her horn glowed slightly as she began pushing her magical power out through her horn. Slowly the glow at the top brightened, the amount of energy at the top getting stronger and stronger. After a few seconds, she grasped the massive amount of energy above the peak of her magical appendage. The light at the top slowly began to separate as a large ball of glowing ethereal light. Slowly, Twilight began condensing it as her master taught her, forcing it into a smaller and smaller space, until eventually it started to solidify. After half a minute the large ball of gaseous energy had condensed into a one inch sphere of liquid magic. Sighing once more Twilight repeated the process fifty more times, her eyes opening wider as she felt her energy return to her. Her physical energy immediately rose as the massive drain on her magic released the pressure on her physical barriers, loosening the areas within her body and allowing more natural energy to flow through her.

Twilight gazed at the many balls of liquified mana gently floating before her, her eyes gleaming calmly as she focused on combining them together carefully. After several minutes she finally had only four balls of pure liquefied mana. Gritting her teeth, Twilight began collapsing the orbs in on themselves, each starting with a flowing one foot radius, began shrinking. Finally after a few more minutes, with Fang watching from the sidelines, all four orbs flashed and solidified into light blue teardrop shaped stones, glowing slightly from within as they laid against the floor.

Her task finished, Twilight dropped her stoic gaze and donned a wide beaming grin, as she grasped the brilliant blue mana crystal tear stones and floated them over to her. Dropping three into her pack she floated the last to her drake companion. ‘Will that be enough Fang?’

Fang examined the shining stone before him, but a quick once over was enough for him to immediately decide. ‘Mhmm...’ he answered before biting the three inch stone from Twilights magical grasp and swallowing it in one swift motion. Swallowing his food all the way down his gullet, he leaned and fell over onto his back, ‘Thank you mom.’ Wings outstretched lazily, he looked dazedly up towards the ceiling. After a few moments, he leaned his head back onto the ground, his eyes closed and soft high pitched snores began emanating from his throat.

Twilight smiled gently down upon her young charge. Reaching into her core, she grasped some of her regenerated mana reserves and let it flow out in a field of projected influence over the drake. Lifting him with ease of practice, she floated him over to herself as she laid onto her side, her front and back legs forming a semicircular ring, which she lowered the drake within before clutching and pulling his small winged form to her chest with her forehooves. ‘Come! Cover! Insulate and stay, until morning!’ she commanded, for a few moments nothing happened, then without announcement, her ragged dusty brown cloak floated over to her before expanding and covering both her and her charge in its gentle, warm folds. Twilight smiled slightly as the night remained peaceful while she fell asleep.

The cover remained warm as the lavender filly’s internal clock demanded she wake for the morning. Curious, she ventured a look through one of the holes in the woodwork of the tavern. Immediately she noticed the slightly brighter blue tinge to the sky signifying the dawn preparing to break over the horizon, one thought reverberates through her mind. ‘I slept too long.’ With a gentle sigh, she turned her gaze over to her saddle bags laying on the nearby mattress. Grasping energy from her core, she reached out and layered it over the traveling gear, lifting it up she pulled it over towards herself and laid it before her.

Taking one of the saddlebag lids in her mouth, she flipped it open, getting a good glance inside. Seeing nothing, Twilight smirked before reaching inside and nipping around for a few seconds before she felt her sensitive oral pinchers brush against something smelling of dried pulp and ink. Grasping it firmly between her dry lips, she pulled it out, revealing a small collection of papers bound together at one end by a slew of strings and a strip of leather. Letting her smirk extend into a full blown smile she opened the hide bound collection of parchments with an image of a vortex of stars pressed into the cover on both sides, Unwrapping a single string of bright green salamander skin from around the book,Twilight began to peruse the contents, pleasurably flipping pages in an unknown sequence and order as she searched. Finally, after a few turns she reached a fresh blank page. Twilight lay down, between her fore and back legs she noted the sleeping lump between them buried underneath the same impromptu blanket as her. Letting her mirth go, she giggled softly so as to not wake the slumbering mound. Pulling a hoof from the blanket, she brushed it against the blank page before licking it and wiping it across its dry surface. Licking her hoof a few more times and repeating the process, she wet the page. After a few seconds white letters began to distinguish themselves upon the formerly white page, as it darkened into a cloudy grey.

With the page revealed, the lavender filly began to read the contents silently.

‘Hmm…’ She marked the page with a simple scrying spell before closing the book, and placing it within her saddlebags just as the lump between her legs finally began to stir. She smiled gently down upon the ruffling folds. ‘lift, fold, lay there.’ She finished the mental note, nudging her nose towards her saddlebags as the blanket followed through with her simple orders lifting off herself and her young charge, folding together and settling upon her saddlebags. Twilight softly nuzzled the scaled form stirring beneath her. ‘Fang. It’s time to wake up.’ She projected before nuzzling the young drake once more.

The mottled brown kit finally lifted his head, eyes staring blearily forward as the small drakes gaze falls upon the lavender filly’s face, just before she darts forward pressing her lips gently upon her forehead. ‘Mom..?’ He asks tiredly his thoughts moving slowly as he continues to get his bearings, Finally he settles for rolling to the side a little before shaking the tiredness out of his wings as he unsteadily stands upon his two legs. Feeling his energy come back to him as the haze of sleep continues to fade away, he turns back to face Twilight. Finally clarity sits in, his eyes opening wide as he gets a good look at the lavender filly’s soft yet unamused expression. ‘Oh, uhhh… Time to leave?’ he asks tilting his head to the side with a small chirp.

Twilight sighs a little before lifting her saddlebags onto her back, and motioning for the young drake to get on. ‘I’d give you a bit more time, but I found a traveling companion, and we need to leave soon if we’re going to get to the meeting spot in time. Hop on.’Twilight turns to face towards the door, before picking up the orange mage stone from before, and pressing it against the door, while Fang settles into a comfortable position on the young unicorn’s back. The magical locks disengage and Twilight presses her hoof against the door itself, pushing it open. Kicking the door closed with a hind hoof, the lavender filly presses the orange stone against its surface once more, locking it, as she walks towards the main bar. Finding an open seat easily due to the dearth of early morning customers, Twilight lifts herself up, placing the orange crystal on the counter.

Her last task accomplished before leaving, Twilight nods in the direction of the crystal then leaps off the chair and trots outside into the predawn darkness. Outside of the tavern, Twilight notes the street corners from earlier that night, With a slight knowledge of the town’s roads and pathways, she able to find her way to the main road leading out of town towards Hoofreed. There many things to catch her interest. Several brightly colored shops, displaying candy on their window sills, and sweet aromas of heavenly baked goods tantalized her senses as she passed by. Some buildings hinted at mystical charms and talismans, spell books, and other items usually required for a learning unicorn mage. Finally as she passed the last houses of the city Twilight noted a strange shop with it’s window’s tinted dark and reflective, however her years of experience allows her to see through the window into the shop. The lavender filly just scratches her head with a hoof as she passes by. ’Hmm, why are there stallion bits in the store? Who would buy something like that when there are plenty of stallions to go around.’

Shaking her head, Twilight rids herself of the stray thought, as she continues traveling along, taking in the surrounding scenery. After passing the final house, the land around only reveals, verdant hills, filled with vivid flowers shining brightly in the early spring sun, their colors bringing flashes of rainbow to her eyes. The lavender filly breathes in deeply through her nostrils the sweet aromatic scents helping her enjoy her journey along the well worn cobblestone road. Along the road she nears a sign facing away from her, ‘Alright, this should be far enough.’ she notes before heading off the road and laying on the side of the road, next to the large sign, Twilight glances up and reads it’s large bold print.

‘Hmm, I didn’t travel that far! Maybe about a Mile and a half at longest.’ The young filly looks to the sky her cloak hood covering her horn, forcing her to tilt her head a bit higher to see the position of the sun in the early morning sky. ‘Only fifteen minutes since I’ve left the tavern really. I’ll wait till the sun reaches a quarter till noon before leaving, unless he arrives, then we can continue on the path together, if he remains calm after learning of my companion and his specific needs.’ She thinks as she further settles herself onto the grass.

‘Uh, Mom? Can I fly around for a bit? My wings are a bit stiff.’ Pleads the mental voice of the young creature on her back. the sensation of a sharp twinge on the back of her ribs extending out on phantom limbs immediately besetting her from the young drake.

Twilight curls her brow slightly in thought for a few seconds before shrugging with a simple nod. ‘Of course Fang, but be careful not to be spotted, and be sure to come immediately if asked, But most importantly, STAY SAFE!’ She answers firmly.

The young drake peaks his head through her cloak nodding confirmation of having heard her warnings before leaping out of her cloak, landing on the ground next to the lavender filly. ‘Ok, Mom. I’ll be careful.’ He responds brightly before leaping into the air, flapping his wings and taking off into the distance, before turning to gradually circle around Twilight’s position.

Twilight smiles as Fang makes his rounds, She takes a small sample of the grass around her and tests it with some of her potions. ‘This is really poor quality grass, in fact I doubt it would even be healthy to consume.’ she answers as the experiments about its usefulness come out either inconclusive or directly negative on almost all cases except for trace amounts of magic contained within. ‘However even with those trace amounts, I doubt it’s even viable for a solid potion base, let alone ingredient.’ She mentally recaps.

After half an hour, Twilight senses something coming her way, as the constant rhythmic clop of hooves and the rolling of wagon wheels on the cobblestone began to ring distinctly within her ears. At first the sound was just a distant rumble, easily discounted as background noise, however, as the seconds passed the volume grew louder as the object it originated from came closer, until finally Twilight saw it, a decent sized flat bed wagon attached to none other than Cherry Spice himself.

The stallion continued along the path, passing her position without any notice. ‘What? Wait!’ She mentally commands, without any verbal buffering, she charges from her resting place and leaps onto the wagon with ease, carefully placing her hooves around the cargo as she proceeds towards the front. Remembering to speak just a moment before she reaches the harnessed stallion, she calls cheerfully. “Hello, forgetting somepony?”

The reaction was immediate, he rears onto his back hooves in fear, lashing his front hooves forwards and neighing loudly, his eyes rolling all around in their sockets seeking invisible enemies, all before his brain finally registers the voice speaking to him. Forcing himself to take a few deep breaths calming himself down, he lowers to all four of his hooves, staring back towards the filly, scowling pointedly at her, while she panted quiet laughter at his little show. “Hey, what’s the big idea scaring me like that? I almost tipped the wagon on you. Just a few more inches and it would have tipped.” He huffs, as he notes his words having no effect on the errant youth.

Twilight, having calmed down a little during the elder merchant’s rant, leaps off the wagon, and over the stallion’s head, landing safely on her hooves, without difficulty. “Sorry. I only wanted to get your attention since you passed me by, without even noticing me laying here waiting for you.” she answered with a sheepish smile, a slight red tint appeared in her cheeks as her blood rushed slightly from embarrassment, before she remembered his reaction and giggled again.

“Ughh,” He responded, rolling his eyes. lifting a hoof to the bridge of his nose he rubbed the area gently as if to relieve some tension. “Foals...” He mutters, loosening up enough to allow a begrudging smile to form upon his lips, with a few beats of laughter.

“Anyway, let’s get off to the side of the road so we can talk.” The lavender unicorn filly speaks, her lines of laughter and joyful countenance immediately falling away as she takes on a serious demeanor, stepping into the brush on the side of the road. “Come on, it’s not too far from here.” She calls from deep within the shrubbery, her call shaking Cherry Spice from his daze, having seen both the rapid transformation of her mood, and her swift departure into the foliage of the surrounding forest, disappearing like a ghost.

Shaking his head one more time to remove the stray thought. “Just a minute.” He calls before he lowers his head, grasping the strap binding the harness to his barrel with his teeth. He pulls on the strap releasing it, allowing him to step out of it, keeping the harness on his back he pulls it into the forest a little ways off the road before slipping out of the harness and then trotting towards where he last heard the filly call. After a few minutes of traveling into the moderately lit woods with many beams of sunlight breaking through the jungle canopy, He finally spotted the young unicorn filly.

Twilight giggled from her perch, while the stallion just gaped as the insane probability of the young filly’s position. Her torso lay on a branch of one of the nearby trees, her legs dangling twenty or more feet off the ground. He blinks for half a second before shaking his head again, the surprise of her actions surprising and stunning him again.”How did you get up there? No, no, how are you getting down? It’s too dangerous to drop from that distance.”

Twilight giggles once more before casually rolling off the branch. Without even skipping a beat, Twilight orients herself hooves down at five feet from the branch with her horn glowing, at ten feet she looks towards Cherry Spice before closing her eyes and giving a cheerful smile in his direction, then finally she lands. Striking the ground with not even a whisper. Her cloak fell around her like a lead weight, but hitting the ground without any noise. After half a second, Twilight stands to her full height smiling brightly before turning and continuing along the trail to her camp. Cherry Spice glances between her retreating tail and the perch she’d rested upon. Shaking his head once more he rushed after the young purple unicorn, after a few minutes, her path comes to an end and the stallion bursts through a pair of bushes into a massive, clearing with a small brook, barely six feet across, running through the field.

Twilight smiles as she gazes over the field, allowing herself to relax, having found no predator tracks within the past thirty minutes of travel, to this destination. ‘Thanks for the help finding this place Fang. It’s definitely secluded enough for our talk.’ The drake’s reply came with an image of lavender glowing gems on a plate, coupled with an intense hunger. Twilight smiles as she settles herself comfortably upon the grass. ‘Okay okay, I’ll give you an extra one tonight. I’ll call you when it comes time to introduce you.’ Twilight nodded towards the other unicorn in delight as she felt Fang’s reassuring mental hug.

“Alright, so what is it that you want to show me before we head out?” Cherry Spice asks without preamble.

Twilight’s head tilts slightly as she refocuses on the immediate world around her, “Alright I guess I’ll start with some of the small things.” She answers, ‘lift, solidify, return to form, before me, vertical.’ Her mental commands transfer easily, as the cloak upon her back lifts off, without a breeze or even the telltale magical glow of her horn then morphs into its true form as a staff, with a great crystal mana stone at the top of it’s spire.

Cherry Spice looks at the display with piqued interest. “Oh, interesting. Did you enchant your cloak to do that?”

The lavender filly shakes her head, “No I haven’t, in fact, the staff floating before me is doing so of its own volition, under mental commands from myself. This is one of the items I created some time ago when I finished training to be a journeypony alchemist under my mentor.” Lifting a hoof to the staff, she grasps it and pulls it into her comfortable embrace. Her joyful feelings of holding the staff pass within seconds, ‘Rest.’ she commands gently. The staff obediently melts around her hooves, flowing onto her saddlebags then solidifying into its true form on her back. Smiling towards the merchant once more.

As Twilight lectures on her first item the young stallion shakes his head, absent mindedly taking mental notes of the items the filly is using. Immediately, it comes to him in a jolt of thought and inspiration. “Wait, stop for a moment.” He calls, eyebrows raised in worry. Twilight pauses in her speech and nods for him to continue. “Are those bags and your… Staff all you’re taking with you from town to town? It doesn’t really look like much to carry stuff in.”

“The reason I’m only carrying my staff outside of the saddlebags, is because it likes to be near me, other than that, everything else fits inside, due to an expansion spell I used on it. Believe me, It is a lot bigger on the inside than the outside.” She answers easily.

“You’re using a bag of holding enchantment on your gear?” He asks, his eyes even wider than before.

“No, I actually have the bags connected to a pocket dimension, were I to use a back of holding spell, it would take ages for me to find anything. whereas with the spell I’m currently using, all I have to do is think of the item I’m looking for, and If it is stored inside, it will be immediately warped into the saddlebag so I can grasp it.” She explained easily, With simple levitation she pulled several potions, herbs, and spices from the bags. “It’s perfectly reliable, as long as you have good memory… And are a unicorn.” She admitted sheepishly.

Cherry lifts a chocolate brown hoof to his chin in thought, mulling over the information, while Twilight places the alchemical items back within her saddlebags. Placing his hoof down, he clears his throat, “I guess, by unicorns, you mean it has to be sustained?” the lavender filly nods. ”Hmmph, alright is there anyway it can be made more permanent for non unicorn use?” Another nod. Lifting his hoof to his chin once more he quickly allows his thoughts to run wild. ‘Alright, I might need a set of those. Hmm but I wonder how difficult it would be for her to make them? Wait, can she make them? She looks learned, but that could just be the road, she doesn’t look that old. Wait a hoof pickin’ minute, how old is she anyway?’ Lowering his hoof to the ground once more, he speaks the first question off the top of his mind. “How old are you, You don’t look to be a day over ten?”

Twilight rubs her left hoof over her right, ‘Hmm, how old am I? I remember telling Mshauri a year or two ago that I had turned ten…’ Lifting her hoof before her eyes, she glances at it as if it could tell her how old she was, with a sigh she realizes she isn’t getting anywhere. “Sorry. I don’t really know exactly, me best guess would be somewhere around twelve to thirteen winters old. I guess I’ve been traveling around a lot since I left home.” She finally answered, pressing her lips together tightly in frustration, bothered by her lack of knowledge on the subject. Staring at the ground in annoyance as she was she didn’t notice Cherry Spice raising his bushy eyebrows in surprise.

“I can get where you’re coming from, been traveling for nearly ten years myself, since my father took me on the first Cherry sail trip into town. Let’s just say I didn’t return home, now I’m traveling Equestria, and making a decent fortune for when I finally do decide to settle down.” He comments at length, a nostalgic smile plastered upon his face. As if by a switch, his eyes flick closed then back open again returning his gaze back towards the young filly before him. “So, what’s your story, anything else you want to show me before we head back on the road?”

“Mhmm.” She answers brightly, nearly hoping to her hooves, Zecora’s training barely holding her excitement in check. With a single nod she begins to speak. “Well, I’m a traveling alchemist healer. I was trained by a zebra, in the arts of potion making. I learned from her for a few years before she finally told me she had nothing left to teach and that I had become the master of the craft as well. I’ve been traveling ever since. She had brought me to other towns to trade spices, herbs and completed potions for valuable goods to use for ritual and stew. When I parted, one my mentors left me with the saddlebags I’m currently wearing and a companion. Are you comfortable enough to see him? Though a warning, he’s very… Excitable”

Cherry Spice chuckles a little, allowing his lips to curl up into a delighted smile. “Of course, I’ve come this far, and haven’t left yet. I might as well take some time to get to know your other companion. Now where is he?” He asks, glancing left and right, towards the ground hoping to catch a hint of whatever small creature Twilight decided to keep as her companion.

Twilight responds, her tone laced with a little mirth, “You won’t find him down there. Give me a second to pinpoint his location.” Her eyes close, her thoughts drifting and becoming more firm. Finally she calls outwards mentally along her connection, seeking her flighty young companion. ‘Fang? You there?’ An image appears in her thoughts, a place in the sky high above the trees, facing towards the clearing, off in the distance the outskirts of Bridlebit are barely visible. The image shifts, slightly blueing at the edges as it focuses in on the clearing. ‘Thank you Fang. I’ll see you soon.’

‘See you soon as well mom. Does Cherry Spice have any Mana Crystals as well?’ Curiosity colors the thought, the emotion flowing through it into the lavender filly’s mind.

Twilight refrains from physically answering the thought, instead she pulses her horn, releasing a soft wave of purple energy, adding some more time to their cross mind discussion. ‘No Fang he doesn’t.’ She answers with surety. The disappointment the lavender filly felt in response was enough for her to return back to the waking world, opening her amethyst eyes and turning her gaze towards the sky, in the opposite direction of Bridlebit. “He’ll be here so- Ah he’s here.” She calls aloud, jerking Cherry Spices attention towards her, then in the same direction she’s looking. His eyes widen in surprise and his fur bristles as a young brown-grey colored drake flutters down into the clearing. As it begins to circle, the young stallion prepares to bolt, knowing the dangers of dealing with dragons and the warning from other travelers to stay away from the dangerous creatures, especially their feral brethren. His hind hooves dig in, his eyes tracking the young drake fearfully as he prepares to jump, then he sees it.

Cherry’s eyes fall upon his purple companion, her serenely calm smile as she follows the young dragon around the field as well. The sight causes him to pause, his mind kicks back into gear, allowing him to actually see the situation for what it was, however his thoughts hadn’t been turned on to filter quite yet. “By Celestia’s mane, that’s your friend?” He hollers aloud, his pupils still dilated, his heart running a swift tempo in counter to his sluggish thoughts.

Twilight turns away from her charge, focusing on the merchant she’d been speaking with for the past half-hour. Raising an eyebrow she responds neutrally. “Yes, his name is Fang, he’s been with me since I hatched his egg, I’ve been watching over him for some time now. He’s pretty harmless… unless provoked of course, but I doubt you’d do something to gain it. Yes?” The word, a promise and a question both placed in one syllable between two consonants, he answers the only way he can in his fear stricken state, a simple nod cutting off any out of control method of communication he would have released otherwise. Twilight allows a smile to grace her face once more, beaming brightly with joy as the young drake finally finishes his circuit and lands calmly upon the young filly’s back, his sinewy neck poking through her mane, Fang glares at Cherry Spice with both of his serpentine green eyes. “Good. As long as our differences don’t become a problem in the future, I don’t see anything wrong with traveling as a small group.” She finally states joyfully, walking over the the stallion merchant with a small skip to her step.

Passing next to him, Fang stretches outs and barely misses a nip at the elder stallion, his teeth barely rasping against the cloth of Cherry’s cloak. “Umm… Okay.” He answers with a slight trembling hesitation in his voice, having heard Fang’s impromptu attack. With a shiver, extending from the tip of his note to the end of his tail, he shakes off his fear like water in the wind, cooling himself down from his momentary fear induced high. The chocolate brown stallion turns and follows Twilight back to the road. “So Glimmer?”

“Twrei” Cheeps the young drake, as he rolls his head over his shoulder and through the cloak to stare at the dark brown stallion.

“Yes?” The young filly queries back.

“Does he always attack unprovoked?” He asks warily.

Twilight shakes her head, “No, why do you ask?” Her eyes turn back to her charge, currently nestling himself into her cloak, as it gently flows over, covering him in it’s warm folds.

He stomps his hoof into the ground agitatedly. “He attacked me just now, nearly bit my shoulder too,” he complained, fire in his eyes and gravel weighing down his throat.

Twilight blinks before raising her eyebrow at Fang in reproach. “Really?” Letting out a breathy sigh, Twilight refocuses her gaze upon the merchant. ”I’ll see what I can do about it, I didn’t think his mistrust of others would extend this far. he’s had a few bad experiences with other ponies trying to hurt him.” Twilight stalks through the forest with little sound, noticing the loud, lumbering ruckus that Cherry was making as he followed behind her.

Cherry felt the forest around him nipping at his heels, while trying to keep pace with the lavender filly. ‘Hmm, how is she so fast? I honestly thought she’d be slow with how short she is. Stupid bushes, how does she avoid them?’ he wonders mentally, deciding on preserving his breath on the journey rather than waste it trying to speak while cantering through the forest, towards the road and spice cart. After a few minutes of traveling he notices the sounds of the woods, the crackling of detris under hoof. Small intermittent pants from an unseen source. ‘The forest isn’t a place for ponies,’ he thought as his heart began to feel a slight grasp of cold. The trees begin to darken, flashes of odd colors running past his eyes, the occasional crest feather of a gryphon barely visible above the bushes, as the slight sense of paranoia begins to set in.

After an indeterminate amount of time, he notices the forest thinning out up ahead as he follows behind Twilight, the noonday sun blazing into the ground with beams of searing bright light. Passing through them along the way he finally sees the exit, and the road not ten meters ahead. Escape in sight, the earth pony stallion breaks into a sprint, his hooves slam the ground in a thundering gallop as his destination nears. leaping out of the woods with one last burst of adrenalin fueled energy. He lands heavily, barely holding himself from collapsing onto the ground as he gasps for breath, his flanks lathered in sweat from the heavy exertion he put himself through barely keeping up with the young filly. After a few minutes of laying on the road and catching his breath, the chocolate brown stallion finally begins to catch his breath, while laying on the travel worn dirt path.

Twilight steps quietly onto the dirt path, her ears swiveling in all directions, while her eyes focus on the ragged form of Cherry Spice, after a few second of watching him draw in quick tired breaths the lavender filly rolls her eyes, pulling a bright yellow potion and a small ceramic container from her pack and placing them next to the stallion. “Here, drink this, it’ll restore some of your stamina, and help you regain a calmer breathing pace. Also rub this into the skin between your nostrils, It’ll counteract the spores of the Nightmares Bane,” she commanded, passing over the jar. The lid was pulled off, revealing that it was filled to the brim with a red paste-like substance.

Cherry, tired of questioning the strangeness of his new companion for now, gratefully leans his head over, trapping the vial of viscous fluid in his toothy grip. He lifts the container above his head, tiredly gulping down the mixture. He then pulls a tired hoof from the ground dabbing it in some of the red substance. Pulling the hoof to his nose as his airway clears, he feels the red substance on it grow warm, as the appendage drags closer to himself, then he smells it. The slightly coppery hint of a smell as the red substance draws closer to his face. Eventually it dabs on his nose from his hoof, then he remembers the smells origin with widened eyes. ‘Blood!’ Shaking slightly with revulsion he attempts to violently shake his hoof clean of the viscous fluid clinging to it, only succeeding in slow small arcs. After a few seconds of glaring at the clinging substance it changes color as his vision clears, a sweet minty scent fills his airways as the fluid on his hoof changes color from a deep crimson to a light green. Over the next few minutes ,his ears cool and his muscles stop burning in exhaustion. His eyes widen in joy, and he leaps to his hooves, preparing to do a happy dance on his way to the cart, when the lavender filly calls out.

“Don’t move around too much, the potion just barely numbs the pain from the over use of your muscles, don’t do any strenuous exercises an hour or two. Your body needs time to cleanse itself of the toxins, otherwise you might pull a muscle rendering your body in no condition for traveling.” She recites levelly, making sure her words and meanings get across as intended, before turning towards a nearby set of bushes several feet higher than her head, and lights her horn. The magenta glow of her magic expands a small amount as it grasps onto something out of immediate sight, after a few seconds the sound of leaves and twigs crunching can be heard as something rolls towards the road, after a few more seconds, a cart glowing brightly the same color as Twilight’s magic bursts from the foliage, rolling onto the road. “There, pulling a wagon shouldn’t be too strenuous, we can move while the sun is still high in the sky… Once you’re ready, of course.” The lavender filly gestures towards Cherry’s wagon before settling into a sitting position next to the chocolate brown stallion.

Cherry spends half an hour flexing and stretching his muscles in preparation for hitching himself to his traveling merchant cart, While Twilight examines the wilderness around them, her gaze focusing on random bits of the forest much to Cherry’s confusion. “I’m about ready to go, are you?” He asks, walking over to his wagon and stepping between the two poles in front of the wagon, bearing a traveling harness between them. Twilight nods in response, rising to her hooves silently.

“Then let’s go.” She answers vocally. stepping into the lead, before the stallion. Cherry merely rolls his eyes while pulling the strap of the harness, making the belts around his sternum taut, grunting slightly in both discomfort and with some effort.

With the saddle secured tightly in place, Cherry smiles towards the filly before him. “I’m ready.” He calls with his preparation’s complete. Without any further encouragement needed, Twilight whirls around and begins trotting down the road, after a few moments the sound of wagon wheels rumbling and bouncing on stones becomes audible as well. Twilight calls forth her magic, opening one of the flaps of her saddlebags, she pulls out her journal and writing implements. ‘I wonder, that design looks quite useful for holding writing supplies, Hmm… ’ Her thoughts jump to an image she committed to memory, a bronze device, with a few loops towards the bottom and off to the sides, each one occupied with a lit candle. ‘I wonder. Cognitio. form a ring above my shoulder, a full two inches with a half inch rounded depression leading to three inches at the top, solidify to stone.’ Her call is answered as the cloak forms a stone depression of the exact specification behind her right ear, A quick glance confirms the placement. Lowering her ink well into the depression, she places the quill within, and continues walking for a few moments, allowing her cloak to adjust the depression to fit the inkwell snugly. ‘I’m impressed, I guess that candle holder I saw on the way to the Bluebell was useful after all.’

Pulling her quill out of the inkwell, she returns her thoughts to the journal held in front by the young filly’s magenta glowing spell. The book flips open as she places the quill to a blank page and begins to write…

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I forgot to write the events of yesterday last night. However, I did manage to...

Author's Notes:

Alright yall new chapter... late chapter, anyway new chapter for everyone to criticize and hate me about. also Lots of editing still going on, that will have the chapter updated when the next one comes out in about a month or half a month depending on writing speed.

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Top Editors.
First off is my oldest and most trusted prereader janushyde.
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My first Editor was Aeondragon He was also Quite insightful and was able to help me repair a tone of the minor fissures of the story, not to mention helping me fix and replace certain scenes that didn't fit properly. Also Offered to fix tenses if they turn out horribly for you readers.

Editor two was Firedon he's an awesome fellow and has actually helped me fix what me, Aeondragon, and Wrabbit missed.

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So yea not much I can do except that working on the next chapter and enjoy.