The foals in the Everfree Forest

by Handyhooves Ro

The wicked mind

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It was at the golden days of his rule over ponykind that Discord felt his antics were getting dull. Sure, he was the embodiment of chaos and disharmony. Sure, he causes havoc on the already harsh lives of ponykind. Yet the Daqoniuus felt his chaos was mere childs play. What fun could be had if the lives of ponies were threaten. HOW could he taste the full spectrum of chaos if he didnt relish in a little TERROR!? How chaotic would it be to have a pony swallow the bittersweet death if it was the ONLY way to escape his or hers hellish nightmare!? Discord sat on his throne wrapping his brain around his questions. While deep in thought, he heared a whisper, the prayer of a little foal, in a harsh home, hopeing someone out there could hear and take her away from her neglectful parents. She kneeled there with stomach growling for food as the parents who can barely provide for themselves let their child starve, not sharing any of the food. Tears poured down her cheeks as she wishes for a place where she could live happy and freely, away from her harsh reality. This was the prayer, that lead to Discords aswers, and a seed of an idea planted into his twisted mind. He grinned devilishly as he found his answers, a way to keep himself entertained for years to come!

With haste he took off into the night sky, flying with the clouds as cover. He flew to the Everfree Forest, and found a clearing where he could begin his work. With a crack of his knuckles, he waved his claws, and used his chaotic magic to make trees grow outta the ground rapidly. They creaked as they sprouted, becoming into simple structures, enough to form a town. As his magic swirled around him, he thrusted his claws out, making everything that a pony needed to live was provided in the homes and buildings of the town. He then pointed with his index claws as apple trees and other trees poped fully grown outta the ground. Each tree strategically placed ten feet away from each other and from the tree canopy of the surrounding forest. With everything set, Discord took off again, and flew to pony homes of unwated foals, each one he wisked away from their beds with his magic. With ten fillies and ten colts, he flew back to his reccently created town, and gently layed everypony on the ground at the center of the town. His toothy grin glisin with the rising sun, morning was coming, and with the snap of his claws, he dissappeared with the wind into a cloud of dust, sealing the fates of these little ponies.

As the sun rose, so did the foals, slowly waking until they realized they werent home, and in a strange town. Many of the foals woke the others up, asking what is going on, panicing as they realize they are nowhere near home. Confusion, anger, and sadness sweap over them as they wondered what happened to them. Suddenly, a cloaked covered Unicorn appeared in a puff of smoke, his features well hidden by the soke and cloak, only his yellow glowing eyes gave any hint of a feature to him. " Be calm, my litte ponies, for I have rescued you from the cluthes of your misery, and brought you to a paradise free from the so called parents that made your life so sad!¨ A little red colt walked with a mad expression on his face as he stood up to the mysterious unicorn. ¨ An who are you to do such a thing!?¨ The red colt demanded to know, to which the unicorn replied, ¨ My name, is New Fortune, and it is my calling to bring such, to less frotunate ponies. Now you all have been brought here to start a better life for yourselves. As I cant always be here, you all will have to figure out how to run this little town I made for you all. Your free to do as you please, as long as you fallow my rules, you will be fine¨

1.) Never leave the town  to venture into the woods, you will be lost forever.

2.) Never fly above the tree canopy of the town, you will be eaten.

3.) Never atempt to change the weather, because of rule 2.

4.) You can only send mail to other residents of the town, because of rules 1 and 2.

5.) Beware of the cutie mark, death will fallow.

The last rule many foals scoffed at, but regardless New Fortune disappeared into a puff of smoke, never to be seen again. An so the foals disscussed with one another to figure things out, as they remained stuck in the town with a uncertain future, uncertain to all but one.

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