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// Enter: 2 
// Story: Digi Poni 
// by Ponyess 
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	Just as the last of her potion, the one I had taken for tea, I found myself in her hut.  Not just looking at a screen, that is.

“How does that feel?” she enquired, looking intently at me.

“Not the best tea I ever drank, even if I wouldn't consider myself a tea drinker.  As a Potion, I guess it's good.  Not that I ever tried one before.  As to the effect, 'Radical' is my word for it.  This isn't a game, I'm actually here, I'm actually here?” I submitted, eager and curious as to the effects.

“No, that potion never was tea, even if it is a way of putting it.  This potion did bring you in.  It's not a game, even if it had been looking that way?  By now, you may know me.  Refer to me as 'Zecora', it's my name!” she then spoke.

Suddenly insecure, I looked in the small backpack I had been carrying in the game, it's still there, now there is a new pocket, holding the portal, I had been taking for a phone, or a game machine.

“I never though this was possible.  I guess I had seen a few episodes of 'Digi Mon', but to actually be here, it's still awesome.  I guess I should see my friends?” I then pondered.

"Be careful.  You have an important choice today. Squander it, and you will regret it.  Furthermore, stay clear of the Poisonous joke.  These pesky blossoms only cause harm!” she announced, as I left her hut.

I carefully followed the faint trail from her hut, and out of the Everfree.  Slowly walking towards the village of my friends.  Eager to meat up with them, but whom were I to see first?  I had six to choose from, I just knew it.  It's something that popped into my head, upon drinking her potion.  It is knowledge of the character I had been granted.

Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Apple Jack, Flutter Shy, Twilight Sparkle, they all were viable options, but it was up to me, I had to choose.  I had but this one day.  Only now, I am part of this world, just as much as I was part of the other world, of which I had been born.

Moving quietly, yet avoiding to give the feel of sneaking, I had soon cleared the boundary of the dark, forebearing forest, in which my new mentor lives.

Slipping into the welcoming light of day brought joy to my heart.  I had been born into the light of day, not the shadow of doom, such in this unforgiving forest of shadow and dark magic.  Not her words, but a sense I had inherited, upon accepting my place, by drinking her potion, she so graciously had offered me.

Knowing I could have chosen to decline.  Yet, I could have come here any day.  Even if my friends had warned me of the place, and the lurking shadows.  I did not like the place, yet it was holding the one hut, where I had been granted entrance into the world.

The walk, once out into the light, had been easy, the path merry and well trodden, all of a surprised sudden.