Maybe you can’t explain Zipp’s motivations, but perhaps she simply feels compelled to attempt something everyone would believe is impossible. Maybe she’s doing it for her friends, who wish to see the astounding feet of pegasus flight. No matter her motivation, what you feel in your heart is simple. You want to see her succeed, and you start cheering with the rest of the crowd as you clutch the flier tightly in your grip.
You’re so enthralled you almost don’t feel the flier growing warm in your grip, or feel magic dancing or tingling off it. And even if you do notice, you don’t realize the piece of paper you’re holding is magical. No, your eyes are glued on the plummeting Zipp Storm as she continues to pick up speed, as you and others around you begin to see a cone of air starting to form around the tips of her hooves.
Then, just as the moment of no return, it happens. A boom of sound, like the sky splitting open during a thundering storm, shakes Maretime Bay. Zipp makes a sharp turn in the air, a trail of pink and blue following behind her.
And at that point in the sky where the sound barrier finally gave way, a glistening circle of flaming colors is extending outward, Intermixing and alternating streaks of purple and pink that stretch further and further across the sky like a burning ripple across a sky-blue pond.
She had done it. You, the crowd, and her friends all raise your voices in cheers as Zipp forms the trail behind her into fanciful loops and corkscrews in the sky. The legend was real. Maybe it wasn’t a rainbow, but what Zipp had accomplished was no less spectacular, and it was an amazing way to start your visit to Maretime Bay.