A Secret and a Chain

There it was , the Mueseum . It had large marble pillars and a hefty amount of stairs leading into a artistic arcway. It was crystal white with gold linings on some of the art work hanging above the arc . Archaeology was Winters fórte , any Alessian Artiefacts dug up by ponies she was one of the first in ponyville to be consoled . Today was her big day , the founding soceity of the mueseum had finally organised for a true piece of eqestrain history to be unvieled at their mueseum .

Winter had found out from a few colleages it remains intact and still awfully active , its importance and secrecy was so great they had sent an alicorn to assist its journey from the site to the mueseum . Out the of the four no one knew it was , but still it just helped the smile on Winters face grow and grow.

Trotting up into the arc way , Winter turned around looking across the surrounding gardens studying some of the tree's and plants . She did have a favourite tree , the Phoexen Philaion .

Or as most eqestrians would know it ,  a Torch Tree , the tree became infamous during the 3rd war between the Griffoinians and the Pegasi . The fight had a long back history stretching back to small raids made on their weather factories , however the war broke out due to the Griffonians capturing a canterlot politician . The fight made its way to the Hallow Hole in the Everfree , a desolate part of the forest where a large flat battle ground goes on for miles . The war lasted over 7 months , enough to see the tree grow in the middle of the field and shed it leaves in a firey display during autumn. Both forces began to stop fighting and stare in awe at the tree , they believed it was a symbol for their fighting and how even though the tree was burning it still stood strong amongst the warzone.

Such things always intrested the crystal white mare , how the nation came to be , and the supreme magical entities that run rabid all over eqestria.