It was a beautiful night over the Everfree Forest. Jester just sat there, staring at the blinking stars, listening to the chorus of the parasprites echoing around. He sighed. “Ah, the night. Your beauty cost me everything. I hate you for you, but still I love you.” The Preludes of Chaos floated gently around in orbit, glowing softly. Jester glanced at them. “Everything has its’ cost, so it seems.” He beckoned, and the Preludes flew again. The Preludes of Chaos held themselves together, lacing magic back and forth like string on a frame. Jester grasped the guitar the Preludes had formed. He slid his hoof across the magical strings, one at a time, taking in each of the six notes. Jester looked down, and started sliding his hoof along the instrument, playing a slow melody, joining the chorus of the chirping that surrounded him.
Then he stopped. The chirping had ceased long before he had ceased. As he turned his ears, he noticed another sound, a simple, bright melody. Such as Jester never heard before. “Who?” Jester followed his ears as he went into the brush. Jester pushed aside the undergrowth as he walked through the increasingly louder sound. He parted the final bush and stared. There stood Octavia, her black mane falling on her side whilst she held her cello upright. The bow sliding back and forth across the cello that he had made, producing such an attractive melody.
Jester walked up slowly behind her. He took a hold of his enchanted guitar, and listened to her melody. Slowly, but gradually, he took it in, and he began to play. Octavia stopped, and turned to find Jester strumming the guitar, smiling at her. She smiled back, and beckoned to him. Jester slid up towards Octavia, playing the guitar all the way. Octavia stared at Jester as she listened to regain her timing. Then she resumed her playing, sliding her bow back and forth, making the music. Neither of them noticed that the parasprites had joined in, their chorus following them. Nor did they notice the magic that curled up from their instruments, brilliant displays of light floating up towards the sky. It was as if the stars had come down from the sky to hear the wondrous duet. The music resounded through the forest, echoing off the mountains and passed through the rivers.
And the Everfree Forest knew peace that night.
End