It was a delightful fall day, the colors warming towards dusk, as Applejack cantered along the path toward home, alongside the borders of the Everfree Forest. It would be nice to settle down and unwind, she thought, after (o’ course) taking out the trash, feeding the chickens, checking on the watering troughs, moving a couple sacks of grain from the barn to the larder, and making dinner for Granny Smith. The sturdy earth pony sagged a bit, but didn’t slow her pace—this was usual, after all. Every day was like this, and she insisted to herself that it was soothing, and not just wearying… Continue reading →