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// sub chapter 1.1 (unedited) 
// Story: fires of time 
// by gaara watkins 
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The Start


Drake stood up slowly he looked like a mud monster soaking wet and covered in clumps of thick dark mud. The site of him almost made light laugh with how silly he looked but then he shook like a dog that just got out of the bath flinging mud and dirty water everywhere and that was it light couldn't hold it back and she just burst out laughing at the spectacle.

Drake stopped and just glared at the laughing mare.

"What's so funny" he demanded in an not so serious  tone. 
Light tried to answer but just burst out laughing as drake just stood there with a look that said he didn't understand the joke.

After a short while light just looked at drake and said " lest go get something to eat" 
And at that the two walked down the street to find the inn the filly had talked about. 


Reaching a rundown manor like building that looked like it had survived one to may sand storms, tall with a white cracked paint that was going an sickly yellow and a splintering black wood roof. 
Even knowing the time of day dim light flooded out from the cracked and muddy windows giving the building a less the pleasant look. A large crooked sign confirmed that it was in fact the hay stay, and with that any notion of peaceful rest fell out with an audible crack.

Looking up at once proud building drake muttered "lets hope the food is edible" with a less than interested  face

As light light entered through the front door she saw a highly decorative bar with engravings of strange ponies with wings and a horn one with a beautiful rainbow main, and a  white coat, the  other with a blue coat and a main of pure night. 
The shelf behind the bar was full of strange looking bottles, many of which looked like they had never been touched.
Tables and chairs were placed randomly around the room with most  being taken up by drunken stallions listening to strange droning music most not paying any attention to door way, that was until drake walked  in to the room. Getting some  confused looks but mostly of indifferent or anger.

The tow walked shyly over to the bar getting stray glances as they walked. Sitting down on red wooden stools.
Light knocked on the top of the counter to get the attention of a raggedy looking mare talking a dusty looking stallion.
Who was sipping at a large muddy drink in a cracked pint glass, without looking away from the stallion or even changing expression yelled " chain we got customers " loud enough to make the dusty stallion real back slightly.

With a mutter of profanity and the sound of a wooden stool being dragged across the floor the small head of the a filly popped up from behind the bar.
"Well howdy it's nice to.....   Oh hello again see you found the place alright. " it was the filly from before. 

"What can i get yea?" asked the filly with a look like butter wouldn't melt.

"Wait you work here" light asked with a look of confusion while drake just sat staring at the colourful bottles on the shelves.

The filly just laughed "well how else am i meant to pay for food."  

"Ummm ok then  whats, on the menu." light asked failing to hide her confusion at  the fillies answer.

"Stew." said the filly with a look on her face like she just told a bad joke.

Snapping out of his trances from the bottles drake muttered "is that it."  

"well yea this ain't exactly a 5 stare spare ya know." the filly laughed with a look of Finley hidden anger from the raggedy 
mare.   

Hopping down frome the stool the filly said "I'll get you some." walking to a door on the far side of the bar and walking under the waist high doors.