Group Precipitation

by FanOfMostEverything


Kitchen Sink Cosmology, by Masterweaver and FoME

(Masterweaver)

The four fundementals. Air, Earth, Fire, Water. And the fifth, the mysterious aether, oft forgotten.

The five materials. Fire, Water, Earth, Wood, Metal. Each with two manifestations, that which can be touched and that which cannot.

The five colors. White, Blue, Black, Red, Green. Reflections of the magic of the planes.

The seven chakras. Earth, Water, Air, Fire, Sound, Light, Energy. The formation of the soul.

The twelve aspects. Time, Void, Rage, Mind, Hope, Doom, Space, Life, Blood, Heart, Breath, Light. That which births a living universe.

Light and Dark. Yin and Yang. Good and Evil. Order and Chaos.

Laughter, Kindness, Generosity. Honesty, Loyalty, Friendship. Strength, Healing, Hope. Beauty, Bravery, Sorcery.

Elements. Swirling, networks of elements, binding and unbinding and rebinding in a complex interweave. Parts glimpsed and named and vanished. All arguing which is the true, which is the best...

...save those who understand the nature of reflection.

Winter Lights stood. "So..." She considered the network in front of her, the nodes that glowed and those still unfilled. "This game of shadows has gained another board. One the other players have yet to notice... save the godling. Perhaps... soon, perhaps, it will be time to reemerge. Not yet, but soon."

With a snap of her fingers, the network vanished.


(FoME)

Twilight finished the last page of Abstract Cognition's thesis. "And you're saying there are signs of this being applied."

"There are other explanations for it, but... potentially, yes," said Sunset.

Twilight slammed the pile of paper on Sunset's coffee table. "That does it. I give up."

Sunset sighed and reached out to her. "Twilight—"

Twilight bolted to her feet. "I give up!" She started pacing. "The world may have changed, but magic still doesn't want to be analyzed! Every time I think I have it cracked, some new expression, some entirely new system, comes out of nowhere." She stopped, turned, and glared at Abby's work. "No, worse, it comes out of somewhere! It wouldn't be so bad if it were just ancient belief systems, then we could at least explain it as previously established systems coming to the fore, but trading card games? And now a webcomic?"

"Yeah, don't think too hard about what Horsey put together. It doesn't help. Abstract seems to take it a lot more seriously than he does."

"It's just..." Twilight threw up her hands. "It's like magic can behave in any way that people want it to behave, as long as they want it enough!"

The room was silent for a time. Indeed, all of Sunset's warehouse home went quiet, save for the echoes of Twilight's frustration. Sunset simply sat, looking thoughtful.

Once the discomfort passed the point Twilight could bear, she said, "Uh, Sunset? This is the part where you agree that that's ridiculous."

Sunset's silence persisted, though her lips slowly curved into a grin.

"Come on, by that logic, we should've seen even more divergence from the Equestrian model by now."

"That depends on how much is enough, doesn't it?"

"I suppose," Twilight said grudgingly.

Sunset leaned back in her chair, her grin turning into a triumphant smirk. "Sounds like something someone should research, doesn't it?"

Frustration and hope warred in Twilight's mind. She sighed. "I'll get in touch with Abstract Cognition."

"You know you're looking forward to the new avenue of research."

Twilight felt the corners of her mouth turn up despite herself. "You have a knack for ruining my bad moods, you know that?"

Sunset chuckled as she got up. After a peck on those lips, she said, "I pride myself on it."