The hybrid kingdom

It is a calm night in ponyville, while all its inhabitants sleep calm and comfortable in its hearths, the princess twilight challenges the night with the tenuous light of a candle reading an ancient history book, speaks about big conquests along the world, and as the key of the peace in equestria was always the friendship, what allowed to all the ponies to join in a harmonious stability, while it continues its very relaxed reading, there are heard the strong sounds of the hammering of the door of the castle, the desperation that these warn worries twilight who with worry attends quickly to the calle, opens the door and its eyes fill with a big surprise and an increasing fear, it was Zecora, panting and without breath, it collapses on the princess while finishes recovering her breath, once straight it looks at the princess at the eyes and raises a letter, soaking and rattan, twilight in vain tries to join the pieces of this strange jigsaw puzzle, what news might have caused such a reaction in its friend? and in this moment the horrible truth is announced, an invasion, a threatening war that furrows thinly the sea and comes to smash with all the peace and harmony of equestria. “My people approach and there will be nobody who detains them”. With this first ominous prognosis twilight feels the weight of a new task for her and all its people, she receives its friend in the castle and while listening on the history that had taken them to this situation tries to calm her.

Zecora speaks about its people a wise but divided proud village, many dispersed clans for the vast grounds, constantly sharing it's only vision of the world, yet the most ancient and numerous tribe guided always by the most wise elders and shamans had fallen down under the control of a young and ambitious leader, a charismatic young man who with its violent methods had acquired the control of the most nearby tribes, but the war was not its only talent, the form in which it was always fighting in the first line and the force of its order they were inspiring and to revolutionize, a change to the veil of mysticism of its predecessors, but it's big conquests and its desire to possess the whole continent caused him the loss of the natural balance of its grounds, these remained more and more sterile and uninhabitable, the constant care and ancestral formations of the tribes and clans had done that the ground turns into its enemy, before this situation he proposed to itself himself and to its people to conquer other grounds, to expand its domain and to give him a balance to its ground, after all the young people and adults went out to fight the children and elders might take care of the grounds and learn of them while its people kept on growing, with this knowledge veil all its people winning and conquered alike joined its cause as only one big tribe who should dominate all of equestria.

On having finished the history of what had happened, Zecora tells that this history had listened through the letters that she was sharing with its people there in its native ground, and that the last one the one that had been destroyed in the trajectory between the rivers and muds was saying that this macabre plan was still to be executed, and that she and all its friends would be doomed.

Twilight gets up and does not say anything, holding the candle in its hand sees for a window of the castle, behind her far-away look thousands of thoughts are created, a people that has destroyed its ground comes to do the same to its hearth and that of its friends, a people needed, a blind people: What action would it be necessary to take? The princess places the candle at the edge of the open window and leaves that the wind extinguishes it, in this moment she turns and while the breeze makes to wave its semi transparent tunic looks with determination at its old friend and answers her: "Zecora, your hurry perhaps has saved us all, I will go right now with the princess if your people now come across the sea to threaten us all, princess Celestia will know what to do, please remain here and wait for my return"

Zecora sees her go with sight worry but a big satisfaction for the hope that generates her words and with more calmness she answers her "both peoples are my family, but a solution for both i know you will find my friend". In this moment twilight it is dressed in its thinnest silk and tackles flight towards canterlot, leaving spike in Zecora hands, together with the castle, she  flies with determination towards its mentor, while Zecora from the ground sees with a light smile, calmed and serene.