Lyra Heartstrings, lyrist and involuntary part-timer at her marefriend's candy shop, likes to escape her work into a nearby small forest which was once part of the Everfree Forest. There, oblivious to her surroundings, she plays her lyre ... and the forest listens. A mystical audience.

Written for and promted by Lisali

Finally with cover art - drawn by a good, good friend

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The first chapter is not actually part of the story but rather a type of personal signature
First story on ponies and first I have published for other readers than my friends and only third story written in English