It was a cold winter morning that found the former emperor of the saurians standing on a train platform, in a large Equestrian town. A train had just finished pulling into the station, and would soon be disgorging its cargo of ponies and their luggage into the world. And he was here to do what had become his second pursuit, when not tending to his charges, observing the important events of history.
It had been a long time since he had taken Celestia’s offer and the world had seen much upheaval since then. He had seen the rise and fall of kingdoms, and the eventual unification of Equestria. He had seen villains rise and fall. The likes of Tirek, Grogar and Discord had all left their own marks upon the world, that he had seen play out with exacting detail. It was because of this, that he had taken up a new name. The Watcher.
It was quite appropriate in his mind.
Of course, watching the flow of history had it’s fair share of tragedy as well. The thought of Celestia’s fate...well, that was still an open wound in his heart. He spared a glance up at the sun, where the alicorn was still trapped by the Elements of Harmony. Perhaps if he had cast his gaze towards Canterlot more often, he would have seen the disaster coming.
“Many mistakes.” He sighed.
Still...he had a good sense that something big was going to happen today and he would observe. Perhaps sooner or later he’d be able to pass on the record of what he observed to creatures beyond the uintatherium, but for now, he’d observe.
The train door slid open, two unicorns trotting out into the cool, crisp morning air. The first tugged the brim of her star studded hat back from her silvery mane, taking in the town with an appraising look. Her mint green companion was looking at her with a raised eyebrow, waiting to see what she’d do.
To the Watcher, the two unicorns almost radiated potential. The threads of possibility and destiny flowed and radiated around them like the raging waters of a mighty river. It was a skill that he had honed over thousands of years of watching the world’s creatures, and developing his own divination skills.
“Ahh,” he chuckled. “So you two are why I’m here?”
“So,” the mint green unicorn spoke up, growing uncomfortable with the blue one’s silence, “where to first? The Apples? The weather team? Introducing yourself to the mayor?”
“You’re eager.” The blue one responded.
The Watcher observed the pair discuss things a little more, before trotting off towards The Apple Trust. He fell into step behind them, eager to see what surprises were contained within the two ponies. But one thing he was rather sure of.
They would do great things.