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// Epilogue 
// Story: The Princess Fair of Everfree 
// by Briarpelt 
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	It had been a month since the day of the rain. Fluttershy was living and feeling again, spending any moments of her free time wandering amongst her trees and breathing in the scent of their life. Loom Rhythm had noticed the difference, and often remarked on how well Fluttershy looked when she came to drop off the day’s wool. Fluttershy just smiled each time, and returned the comment before heading back home.
Then, one night, an alarm sounded. Keen Eyes, the pony who had been stationed to watch the town that night, charged into Ponyville. 
“They’re coming! They’re coming! King Sombra’s forces are here, and they mean to destroy Ponyville!” Everyone who heard understood immediately. Ponyville was the last major food supply for the Equestrian armies; take Ponyville, and Celestia’s army would be starved out. The whole town, small as it was, shot into panic. Then, a strong voice with a cowgirl twang rang out:
“Farmers, git yer pitchforks and any weapons you got. We’re gonna fight for this here town, and we’re gonna make sure that ol’ Shadow-Face cain’t take it easy.” At Applejack’s call, the ponies raced for their homes to follow her command.
In a small cottage at the edge of Ponyville and the Forest of Eternal Freedom, someone else was preparing for battle. The fiercest fighter Equestria had known in centuries dawned her battle armor and raised a long, sharp sword in her pink telekinesis. A pair of turquoise eyes, deep as the sea, narrowed. And as elegant wings bore her into the air, Princess Fluttershy could be heard to chant under her breath, 
“We shall stand. We shall endure. We shall remain guardians of true freedom eternal.”
One last battle, she thought, determination and rage burning in her heart once more. One last fight. For Equestria, and for Everfree. 
As Sombra’s army reached the town’s border, the army of farmers charged forward, Applejack as their leader. The first sounds of battle rang out, and Fluttershy dove. She aimed straight towards the center of Sombra’s forehead, just as she had targeted the forehead of a fiery snake, long, long ago.