[Celestia calls out to the assembling gods and shinki from atop a quite large cloud, which at the moment sits on the ground like nothing so much as a giant-sized, floofy comforter that had been terribly misplaced.]
Rather than walk around, let us go through the air to the worst of it. What do you say?
Mysterious Trees
[Celestia goes stock-still, a host of scraps and items flickering through the air surrounded by her magic. Her wings, half-spread at her side, fluff out noticeably as her fur stands on end.]
[Her hair does absolutely nothing. It's stubborn like that.]
[Very quietly, barely moving her mouth, Celestia whispers:] There is something out there.
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Everypony, over here!
[Celestia calls out to the assembling gods and shinki from atop a quite large cloud, which at the moment sits on the ground like nothing so much as a giant-sized, floofy comforter that had been terribly misplaced.]
Rather than walk around, let us go through the air to the worst of it. What do you say?
Mysterious Trees
[Celestia goes stock-still, a host of scraps and items flickering through the air surrounded by her magic. Her wings, half-spread at her side, fluff out noticeably as her fur stands on end.]
[Her hair does absolutely nothing. It's stubborn like that.]
[Very quietly, barely moving her mouth, Celestia whispers:] There is something out there.