The edge of Equestria was never something I thought I would see. The soft green grass turned to blackened soot over two lengths like, like we just reached the line at the edge of a map.
Here there be dragons.
“Say your goodbyes. This is the last we will see of green fields and fair skies,” the mistress tells us. She and the earth ponies lean down and eat some of the grass. They lay down in the field and close their eyes.
I can’t really say what they were saying goodbye to. It’s not like we’re leaving the earth or anything like that. There’s even some plants over the border, they’re just a bit singed.
The princess leaves her crown with one of the chariots while the farmer converts another into a supply cart. Morning Star tries to tell him to leave both harnesses on so he can help pull it and we finally get to hear the farmer speak.
“Nope.”
Wasn’t that exciting.
MS