Chapter 11: Save the Moment
Chapter 11: Save the Moment
Hawk Tail rolled out of bed and rubbed at his bleary eyes. The small glow of light that made its way through his open window was hardly distinguishable from the retreating blackness around it, but that was to be expected at five in the morning. With a series of sighs, he stretched each of his six limbs in turn, shaking his wings as they returned to his sides to get the feathers aligned. After scratching at his mane and stifling a yawn, Hawk pushed open the door and wandered into the hallway.
There were only three rooms off of this hallway: his own bedroom at the one end, Lanner’s in the middle, and the guest bedroom which his dad was currently using at the far end. A set of stairs went down to the first floor of the house between Lanner’s room and the guest room, where it passed by Red Tail’s old quarters on its way to the center of the house. Stifling away another yawn and trying to blink his weariness away, he paused at Lanner’s cracked door and peeked in. He could see his sister’s shadowy figure lying sprawled across her blankets, with a lock of her mane twitching back and forth with each concussive snore. Hawk flattened his ears against his skull as a particularly loud snort reached him, and he closed the door, shaking his head. Lanner sure was capitalizing on her day off.
Going down the stairs, Hawk was surprised to see Rainbow’s door already wide open. Curious, he cantered to the door and peered inside. The bed was freshly made and everything was in order. He thought it odd that she was already up. After she had finally come back down from her joyous first flight the day before, she had gone off to Wrangler’s to tell the rancher that she was going to be spending her time practicing her stunts for the airshow now, and to thank the mare for letting her run with her each day since she first asked. Hawk figured that Rainbow would have been capitalizing on some much needed sleep with her newfound morning freedom.
“Rainbow?” he called to the emptiness of the house, leaving the bedroom behind. The living room was undisturbed, along with the dining table. “Rainbow Dash? You up?”
Walking towards the kitchen, he caught sight of light blue against the gray sky on the patio. His hooves brought him to the door, where through the window he saw Rainbow Dash perched on the patio railing, her eyes focused on the north. She stood still as a statue; even her tail hung limply from where she sat, and her wings didn’t so much as twitch in the morning breeze.
Placing a hoof on the door, Hawk pressed down on the latch and pushed it open. The slight click caused Rainbow to visibly jump, and her wings shook bizarrely for a few seconds before a few deep breaths calmed them down. Looking over her shoulder, she examined Hawk with a ragged glance before she turned away again. Hawk Tail pursed his lips in response. Her eyes were puffy and red, like she had spent a long time crying on the cold railing alone.
“Rainbow?” Hawk gently asked. He shuffled a few steps closer towards the distraught mare and reached out with a hoof. “Rainbow, what’s wrong?”
Rainbow Dash tensed at his extended hoof but managed to relax her shoulders a fraction of an inch when it made contact. She shuddered quietly and closed her eyes, and her wings moved to shelter her breast like a protective blanket. Her mouth opened to speak, but she closed it again to sniffle quietly to herself and shake her head.
“Please, not now, Hawk”
Hawk Tail blinked, but he understood the feeling well. Memories of that night sixteen years ago, however colluded they might have become with age, came flowing back to him. His father had been cold and broken, and Hawk himself hadn’t wanted to talk to anypony. The silence had been his comfort in those quiet moments as he finally came to terms that his mother would never come home again. Sighing forlornly, he climbed onto the railing and stared out into the distance alongside Rainbow. “I... understand,” he spoke to her without looking towards her. The corner of Rainbow’s mouth twitched, but other than that she did not respond.
Rainbow Dash was quiet for a long time before she spoke. When she did, it was little more than a frightened whisper. “I had a dream last night, Hawk.”
Hawk Tail raised an eyebrow. “What kind of dream?”
Rainbow inhaled a deep breath and immediately shuddered again. “I wouldn’t really call it much of a dream though. It was more like… it was definitely like a nightmare. Only…” she hesitated and tapped a hoof on the railing. Her eyes grew hollow and haunted, and Hawk felt another shiver run through her body. “Only it wasn’t a dream. I know it wasn’t. Because I remembered it.”
Hawk touched one hoof to his chin and rubbed Rainbow’s back with the other. “And what… what did you remember?” he cautiously asked. The last thing he wanted to do was press Rainbow into a fit of hysteria like when he tried talking to her for the first time. Gods, it felt like lifetimes ago that she was the sick and scared mare in bed.
She chewed on her lip for the longest time before answering. “I don’t know what it was. Not exactly. Like, there’s little bits and pieces of it—ponies talking and feelings and that crap—but I don’t know how to piece it together. I don’t know what was going on at the time. I don’t even have any pictures, either. It was just a black dream with voices and emotion, and I've forgotten most of it.”
Then she blinked, and her gaze hardened. “No, I didn’t forget most if it.” She looked toward Hawk Tail with her brows furrowed in conclusion. “This curse—thingy—whatever, it tried to wipe that memory away, and I was only able to cling on to a few bits and pieces of it. I’m sure I remembered more, but now…” she shrugged her wings. “Now I’ve got almost nothing.”
Hawk Tail released a pensive breath. “Does anything stand out about it? Anything at all that might point us towards uncovering your past?”
Rainbow Dash was quiet for several long seconds. “Harmony is dead,” she finally whispered. It came paired with a short whimper that left her trembling, and Hawk quickly wrapped his hoof around her shoulders and pulled her close to steady her.
“Harmony is dead? What does that… Do you know what it means, Rainbow?”
She shook her head. “I don’t have a clue. But it’s important, Hawk, it’s important. I mean, I can’t—I don’t know what it’s about. I don’t know if somepony said it. I just…” she sighed and shook her head. “I feel like there’s more questions than answers here. All it did was confuse me more.” She looked away. “And scare me,” she added in a soft mumble.
Hawk continued to massage her back. “It’s okay, Rainbow. It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.” Reaching out his wing, he draped it around her shoulders and held her close against his side while she trembled. “It might not have even meant anything. For all we know, it could have just been your mind trying to make up some sort of past for you while you sleep. If you don’t have the answers now, who cares?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The answers will come in time. I know this whole thing is scary. I can’t even imagine what you’re going through right now. But know this,” he added, placing a wingtip under Rainbow’s chin to angle her head towards his, “No matter what happens, I’ll be here for you. We’ll all be here for you. And that won’t change. You got that?”
Smiling slightly, Rainbow dipped her head in a little nod. “I… yeah. Thank you. Thank you, Hawk.” She leaned against him and hummed. “Why do you have to be so awesome?”
Hawk chuckled, and Rainbow could hear his breathing through his chest. “I try to be.”
Rainbow giggled and was content to sit in his warm embrace as the sun came up and finally burnt away the last tendrils of her night terror.
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Flight. It was a feeling like no other. The freedom, the rush of air over feathers, the tenuous balance between rising and falling with each flap of the wings. The excitement, the adrenaline, and all the other little things that made flying so wonderful came streaming back to Rainbow Dash as she soared into the sky. She lowered her brow in determination and began to spiral around clouds as she ascended straight upwards. Her rainbow wake zigzagged across the sky as she darted around the soft white cumuli before she finally broke free of the lower atmosphere and rose above the thin cirrus clouds.
Fluttering a few times, Rainbow gently settled down onto the chilly surface of a cirrus cloud and sighed. Her ruby eyes blinked a few times as she watched the sun over the eastern horizon. Its mid-morning light bounced off the tops of the clouds below and almost blinded her, and she had to squint and angle her head to the side to see the land far below. Yawning lightly, she leaned forward and rested her chin on the edge of the cloud to look downwards.
Her heart fluttered at how high up she was. Just by closing her eyes she knew she was well over sixteen thousand feet high, the altitude at which cirrus clouds like the one she was resting on formed. The air was thin and cold, but that only made it fresher. Taking a deep breath, Rainbow stood up and walked to the edge of the cloud.
Here the cloud was so thin that the pegasus magic that kept her on top of it threatened to fail her. She had to be careful with her steps so that one of her hooves didn’t suddenly break through the cloud and send her falling before she was ready to jump. Opening her wings, she tested her feathers and her flexibility with a few solid strokes. Then, crouching at the edge of the cloud, she brushed her mane out of her face with a hoof and smirked in a cocky grin.
“Right. Let’s do this.”
With a kick, Rainbow jumped straight upwards, causing the cloud to break apart underneath her. Closing her eyes, she crossed her forelegs over her chest and kept her wings at her side until she rotated to fall head-first towards the ground. With a slight twist from her trailing hind legs, she sent herself into a fierce tailspin that left a few loose feathers in her wake.
Rainbow kept her body compacted and her eyes closed as she fell. She knew her altitude simply by the difference in the air pressure around her, and her mane and tail whipped behind her like tout cords snapping in the wind. Only when she was at ten thousand feet did she open her eyes and snap out of her tailspin with a small wing flare.
She only pushed her crests away from her shoulders by about two inches, but it was enough to stop her spiral and generate a surprising amount of lift. It nearly shook Rainbow off of her course, but without even thinking about it she compensated with her tail and forelegs to stay in control of her flight. Rainbow blinked once and then grinned. Even if it had been a while since she last flew, her body knew how to handle itself in the air.
When she was at eight thousand feet, Rainbow peeled off from her descent by popping one wing open and rolled out and to her right, leaving her rainbow trail to twist over itself in her wake. Spinning upside down, she backstroked with her wings a few times and watched the fading column of color that marked her descent disappear. With another determined smirk, Rainbow rolled back over and stretched her wings sharply out, pulling back in a wide loop.
Taking a few seconds to experience the sinking of her gut into her hooves as she looped backwards through the air, Rainbow formed a wide and lazy radius before doubling back down to close off the loop. She exited through the bottom of her rainbow trail and kept descending, continuing to build speed as she did so. After traveling a hundred feet out from the edge of the first loop, Rainbow pulled back and formed an even tighter loop. Thrice more she made tighter and tighter loops, until the very last one was barely longer than her body length.
Rainbow flapped her wings as hard as she could and broke off of the last loop with much more speed than she expected. Twisting her wings in opposite directions as hard as she could, she barely avoided sailing straight into a flat top of cumulus cloud. Rather than let the sudden obstacle stop her, Rainbow gritted her teeth and turned the roll into a series of spins and loops as she blazed her prismatic trail across the sky in a dazzling tapestry of color.
Closing her eyes and spinning out of an ever-tightening spiral, Rainbow directed herself straight towards the ground. She held her breath as she pumped her wings and her altitude bled away. Three thousand feet. Two thousand. A thousand. When the ground was so near it blocked out the horizon, Rainbow opened her wings with all her might and cut across parallel to the road at top speed with barely more than ten feet to spare. Her left wing stung her with a relentless mild pain and nearly sent her tumbling out of the sky, but she managed to correct for the soreness and keep her balance as she flew. Flaring her wings slightly, she soon slowed down until her hooves touched the ground at a gallop, and soon she was walking again along the road leading into River’s Reach from the south.
“Grr… stupid bones,” Rainbow grumbled to herself as she sat down on a nearby hillside and held her opened wing in front of her. Placing the tip of her wing in her mouth, Rainbow bit down and held it taut while she pushed her hooves around the bones to try and stretch everything out. After several minutes of massaging and careful flexing, she finally managed to force the pain to subside. Closing her wing, Rainbow took a slow breath as the last of the adrenaline left her heart and she gently laid herself down on the grass.
Unlike the forest to the north of River’s Reach, the south was characterized by broad plains rolling over gently sloped hills stretching on into the infinite horizon. The Glittering Run was eighty feet wide here as it fed on the tributaries pouring into it, splitting the plains into east and west as crisply as a line drawn on a map. Looking up, Rainbow could see the distant colored blurs of faraway towns obscured by the haze of the summer day, and the thin, twisting lines of the roads leading to them. The view to the south eventually became chopped by rugged hills that climbed into the old and split spires of the mountains to the north of the capital, Mymis. One day, Hawk promised that he would take Rainbow to see the capital in all its splendor. From how he described it, it sounded like it was bound to be an adventure.
Rainbow wasn’t sure how long she lay on the hillside, but when she opened her eyes again it was already high noon. Blinking at the bright sun, Rainbow rolled onto her side and focused on a small wildflower at the end of her muzzle for another few minutes. Eventually she mustered the strength to stand up, and she slowly stretched out her limbs one by one, happily sighing as her stiff limbs gave out small pops and cracks with each stretch. Shuffling her feathers back into their proper places at her sides, Rainbow shook her mane over one shoulder and calmly walked back to town.
She passed by a few ponies on the road back, and Rainbow happily waved to them as she strolled on by. She had already met quite a few of the ponies of River’s Reach aside from Hawk Tail’s family and friends on her daily jogs through town, and she knew many by name. There was Iron Shod, the cobbler, and across the street near the market was Hat Trick, the local artist. He was adding the finishing touches to a cityscape of River’s Reach, and he held a color palette on the tip of a wing that he frequently visited with the paintbrush in his mouth. He gave a slight tilt on the brim of his hat as Rainbow passed, although the paintbrush between his teeth prevented him from adding any of his usual wit.
Rounding the corner on the way to the local bakery to grab a quick bite for lunch, Rainbow quite literally bumped noses with Hawk Tail and jumped back. After nearly losing her balance, she quickly flattened her surprised wings back against her sides and shuffled back a few steps. She could feel the burning in her cheeks, but the startled look on Hawk Tail’s face was priceless enough to make her giggle. Walking forward, she flicked his chin with a primary feather and smiled through the red fading from her cheeks.
“Oh hey, big guy. You should probably watch where you’re going next time. I wouldn’t want you to bump into anypony larger than me,” she teased, nudging him in the ribs. “I’m not so sure you’d be able to take ‘em on.”
Hawk Tail blinked. “Oh! Hi, Rainbow!” Setting down a small basket, he shifted on his hooves and awkwardly flicked his tail. “I was just on my way to the bakery to get something to eat. You want to come with?”
Rainbow smiled and pawed through the ground. . “That’s real nice of you, Hawk. I was just on my way to the bakery to get a bite myself.”
Her stomach growled loud enough to get the attention of a passing couple, and Hawk Tail chuckled while Rainbow placed a hoof to her gut to silence it. “Seems like you could use more than a bite.” Picking the basket back up, he gestured towards the river with his head. “Come on, let’s get something to eat. It’ll be my treat.”
There were three kinds of meals Rainbow Dash particularly enjoyed above all else: fresh meals, warm meals, and free meals. What Hawk Tail was offering her was all three. Giggling, she fluttered her wings and quickly set herself at his side. “What are we gonna get? It smells good.”
“I’m thinking a loaf of manchet bread and a few apple pastries,” Hawk answered her, “along with a spread of butter and cheese. Maybe I’ll throw in a little thing of honey for you; I know how much it tempts you.”
“Hey!” Rainbow growled, lightly punching him in the shoulder. Frowning, she trotted a few steps ahead of Hawk, leaving the stallion to chuckle in her wake. He recalled how Rainbow nearly emptied an entire jar of honey when she got ahold of it to put on her lunch one day. Lanner thought it was the funniest thing in the world, and now she teased Rainbow whenever the colorful mare went to put some honey on her bread. Hawk Tail could swear that Rainbow was going to end up throwing something at Lanner sooner or later.
After a quick stop at the bakery to pick up their lunch, the two pegasi set off towards the river again, striding side by side. “So,” Hawk Tail began, glancing over towards the cerulean mare, “I saw you practicing from the post office today.”
“Really?” Rainbow asked, raising an eyebrow towards the stallion.
Hawk nodded. “Well, you aren’t exactly subtle when you’re doing... whatever it was those tricks were. I mean, it’s a little hard to miss a colorful streak of light blurring across the sky. I don’t even know how that’s possible; I’ve never seen it done before.” Nudging Rainbow in the ribs, he added, “What do they put in the water where you’re from?”
“Hell if I know,” Rainbow said. “Maybe it’s just because I’m awesomer than you guys?” she added with a wiggle of her eyebrow.
“Your humility astounds me,” Hawk remarked, to which Rainbow stuck her tongue out at him. Spotting the river bank where they had first sat together after Mayor Legislature’s speech, Hawk led the two over to it and set down the basket on a flat piece of grass right next to the water’s edge. Gesturing for Rainbow to lay down, Hawk settled onto the grass a foot away from her side and began to get out the food from the basket.
Rainbow’s mouth immediately began to water as the aroma of the fresh food wafted over to her. With hungry hooves, Rainbow dug through the basket until she pulled out the manchet bread, butter, honey, and an apple pastry. It was all she could do to ration out the honey for the remainder of the meal, so instead she compensated with lots of butter and cheese. Taking a whiff of the heavenly smell, Rainbow sunk her teeth into the warm bread and sighed in ecstasy. “It’s sooooo goooooood,” she purred between mouthfuls. “Your guys’ bakery has the best bread I’ve ever tasted.”
“Sure about that?” Hawk Tail teasingly asked as he set up his own meal. “For all we know, your mind could be holding out on us.”
The mare rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. But I’m not wrong to say that this is the best bread I can ever remember tasting, right?”
Hawk chuckled. “True, true.”
They ate and chatted for some time as the minutes rolled past until they were eventually out of words and out of food. Rather than get up and leave, though, the two pegasi remained by the water’s edge, watching the river flow to the south with its quiet murmurs and the gentle hum of town life behind it. As they settled down, their wings accidentally touched, and both pegasi quickly pulled them back and glanced away, embarrassed. Hawk Tail ran a hoof through his mane as he was apt to do when uncomfortable, while Rainbow looked towards a tree and tried her best to whistle nonchalantly.
She couldn’t really whistle.
After a good minute had passed, Hawk Tail shifted his body to face Rainbow more directly. Rainbow noticed out of the corner of her eye, and she perked her ears ever so slightly.
“Rainbow?” Hawk asked, gently. “Can I ask you something?”
Rainbow hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear Hawk’s question just yet. “About what?” she cautiously asked.
“About this,” Hawk answered, gesturing with a hoof towards the surrounding town.
Still unsure what he meant, Rainbow proceeded carefully. “Sure?”
Hawk Tail tapped his hooves together and took a deep breath before finally asking, “What are you going to do when this is all sorted out? When you’ve got your memories back and you know who you are and where you’re from? Are you… are you going to leave us behind? Move on? Something else?”
Rainbow bit down on her lip. “I… I’m not really sure, Hawk. I don’t know what I’m… what I’m gonna do.” She fidgeted where she lay and began scraping one of her hooves through the dirt. “What if I’m needed somewhere else right now, and the only reason I’m not there is because of this stupid curse stopping me from knowing where I’m supposed to be? What if I’m somepony special and I don’t know it? What if I have to do something and I don’t know what? What if…” her voice trailed off, and she looked back at the ground. “What if I leave and I never come back, Hawk? What then?”
Hawk Tail thought for a long while. “Well,” he eventually said, “it’s a long way off. We don’t really have to worry about it now, but…” standing up, he smiled down at Rainbow as she craned her neck towards him. “If something were to happen tomorrow, I’d—we’d all like something to remember you by.” Looking around, he glanced a familiar hatted pegasus walking down the street a good ways off. “Stay right here,” he said to Rainbow. “I’ll be right back.”
Flapping his wings, Hawk Tail quickly flew down the street, leaving a very confused Rainbow Dash behind. After tripping over her words a few times, Rainbow finally stood up and stretched her wings open in confusion. “Hawk? Where are you going!?”
“To save the moment!” Hawk Tail called back as he finally caught up with Hat Trick.
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“Are we done yet?” Rainbow asked from where she lay in the grass, a fairly annoyed frown creeping over her face. “I haven’t been able to move for hours!”
“Quit your complaining, it’s only been three,” Hat Trick commented as he stood back to analyze his work. Grumbling to himself, he reached for a color on the palette and applied a few touch ups to the painting.
“I still can’t believe you looped me into this,” Rainbow muttered to Hawk Tail, who was reclining against the trunk of a nearby tree.
“Oh come on, you look like you’re having fun!” Hawk teased. Yawning, he placed his hooves behind his head. “Man, I could use a nap. That’d be nice.”
Rainbow leered at Hawk, but Hat Trick tapped his brush against the easel. “Hey, eyes up here, paint bucket. We would’ve been done an hour ago, but seeing as you can’t sit still it’s hard to keep the shadows in the right spot without getting you back into position. So for the love of oats, just look at me for five minutes.”
The mare blinked twice, but still took the time to stick her tongue out at Hawk Tail before returning her attention to Hat Trick.
“There we go. Just hold that for me a little longer…”
In a few minutes he was done, and the artist stepped back and began to gather his painting supplies again. “There. You can stand up now. If you like it, we’re done, if not… get yourself comfortable again.”
Hawk Tail stood up from where he sat against the tree and walked over to Rainbow. Together, the two pegasi turned towards Hat Trick’s work, which the artist turned towards them so they could see easier.
“Lookin’ pretty good, eh, Rainbow?” Hawk complimented as he lightly nudged Rainbow’s shoulder with an elbow. “I say he did great. What do you think?”
Rainbow furrowed her brow as she examined the painting. It was a portrait of herself lying in the grass with a serene look that had been difficult to keep when Hat Trick was working on her face. It was a very simplistic portrait filled with smart lines and neat coloration to produce a lot of effect with such little detail. Rainbow decided she liked it, even if she didn’t enjoy the experience.
“It’s cool,” she affirmed, nodding her head for added emphasis. “And I totally am not up for doing another one. Besides,” she added, gesturing towards Hawk with a wing, “this was his idea, and he’s obviously satisfied.”
“Good,” Hat Trick stated. “Remind me never to do portraits of fidgety mares ever again. You lot are more trouble than you’re worth.” Reaching his hoof towards Hawk Tail, he said, “Since this was your idea, I take it you’re paying?”
“Sure,” Hawk Tail said, hoofing over the cyrs. “It’s well worth its value.”
“Only the best,” Hat Trick assured him before tucking the coins underneath his namesake headpiece. Then, handing the portrait to Rainbow Dash, he folded the easel and tucked it under a wing. “Right, I’m sure I’ll see you all later. Enjoy the painting; they say a picture’s worth three or four memories in its own right.”
“We will,” Rainbow answered. “Take care!”
“Take care,” Hawk Tail also added.
Hat Trick turned and smirked at Hawk. “You two take care of each other. Especially you, Hawk. You’ve got something special in that one.”
Hawk Tail chuckled. “Right, right.” He waved Hat Trick off before turning his attention to Rainbow, who was busy examining the portrait. “So, you ready to head back?”
Rainbow nodded and carefully balanced the drying painting across her back. “Ready when you are.”
The two ponies then walked back to Hawk Tail’s house together, innocently brushing their coats and wings together, and each resting easily in the other’s company.
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Hurray for timezones!
Well, I rightly enjoyed having this to read when I woke up, and I really do enjoy it
Anyway, the image in this chapter isn't loading for me, don't know if it's just me or if it's the way it was imported.
Loved it as usual! Keep it up
And the image didn't load for me either
I'm not sure pushing through the pain of a healing broken wing is a good idea, but maybe Dash knows what she is doing.
Hmmnn. Could imply that this is a less magical world if none of the native pegasi leave trails.
broken image link is broken.
also, good chapter
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Broken image should no longer be broken, if it still is, I blame my current dependency on my phone to internet.
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Damn awesome Chapter, like alwaaaays
! And another week to wait 
... (HEY, I'm not complaining - You're doing a mighty good job, it's just so hard to wait for such an awesome story *.*)
Sorry I was not there to edit. With the play going on last weekend when I thought you posted it, it sorta slipped out of my mind.
Nice. This was down right awesome.
Slowly piecing more together for her...
Also. That picture, and... Hat Trick? Gee... I wonder.
~Skeeter The Lurker
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Can't keep a good con-pony down
Is it still friday in your timezone
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Edit: Whoops, forgot theres thanksgiving, sorry ^^'
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Bleh, writing stuff on a regular schedule's overrated anyway
I see what you did there...
Hawk... You dense ****...
River's Reach sounds way less crazy than Ponyville while freaky alchemists aren't there. She should likely be angry if she knows how the Elements bond her in her kingdom, but in Nymera, she's free. Well, if Discord's crazy day cycle is local and doesn't affect the whole world, that becomes slightly less important.
The main antagonist is probably going to be Discord...the evil type or the too incomprehensible of a plan type.
Rainbow's inability to stay still long enough to get her picture painted reminds me of when an incident involving a certain Greek hero.
I sense shipping...
If these two don’t end up together I’m gonna ugly cry