“It’s… it’s beautiful.” Sweetie Belle cooed, eyes wide and sparkling as the sunlight caught the leaves and made the tree glow like white fire. Scootaloo just nodded dumbly in agreement, silenced by the sight. Applebloom, sharing the awe of her friends, walked up to her sister.
 
“What is it?” She whispered, the words barely escaping her mouth. When there was no response, she looked up to Applejack, who was beaming a bittersweet smile as tears started to roll down her cheeks.
 

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