Tale of The One Who Watches
Reality
Previous Chapter"Wait, there's some pink text scrawled at the bottom. And that's how Equestria was made? What? That- That doesn't even make sense!" Stammered the older changeling. Mandible was a good guard, and an excellent nymphsitter. Not so old he just sat and slept, but not so young he did reckless things. He shook his head at the book in his cheese-like hooves, titled 'Ancient Changeling Folklore'. He got up, and sighed. "Well, according to this book, 'The One Who Watches' is supposed to show up today. I wonder if we'll see them?" He asked the young changelings, who responded with cheers. Right on cue, the door leading into the room was knocked on, before a guard crashed into the room.
"He's... Here..." Was all he had to say, before collapsing.
"Well. It seems we will see him then. Come now, children." Mandible ushered the nymphs along, towards the west primary exit of the hive. They walked out onto the sand, and immediately one of the nymphs began to run off. Mandible was about to go running after the nymph, before seeing exactly what the nymph was after.
"Hmm. Made some nice changes, haven't you?" Called out the white pony. He had a white and black mane, with a single deep blue stripe in his mane. He had dual colored eyes, with his left sky blue, and his right flame orange. He had an odd cutie mark, of a conical beaker surrounding an infinity symbol. His voice was that of a scientist: calm, collected, and hiding immense knowledge. He was a unicorn, and his magic was the same ice blue of his eye. Mandible was confused by this. Wasn't the Queen's throne supposed to block all but changeling magic?
"Hello, who's the little one?" He asked, looking down at the tiny nymph, who had one thing to say to him: "Wow. You're tall."
At this, the pony laughed. "Yes, I suppose I am rather from your point of view. However," and he broke off with a snicker before continuing, "I'm surprisingly short for my age." And then he broke into howls of laughter. This didn't sound like the scientist he was earlier. This sounded like a lively old pony having a laugh at an inside joke. The nymph looked up at him curiously, and he calmed down enough to reassure them that "I'm not laughing at you, young one. Just something you said." before chuckling again. As Mandible finally made it to the scene, the mysterious pony had calmed down. "I haven't laughed like that in a good long while. It feels nice to be able to do that every now and then." He turned to Mandible as the changeling halted beside him. "Hello. You this one's father?"
"What? Oh no no no. I'm their nymphsitter. Being a bit different with you here though."
"I can imagine. After all, I'm... Wait, what's your name for me?" At Mandible's blank stare, he shrugged. "What? I'm a scientist, I can deduce that with what you see of me, you'll have a name."
Mandible blinked, before relenting. "You're the One Who Watches, due to multiple reports from multiple changeling that they can see you watching over things. They assume. It's always the same pony, and the pony has what few characteristics we can actually remember of you after you leave, so we assumed it was you."
"Well, first off never assume unless it's all you've got. Almost always leads to disaster. And second off, yes that was me. The One Who Watches... Yes, that's a good name. The Watcher. But, you'll want to know my actual name, won't you?" At Mandible's nod, he sighed. "Fine. The name I mostly commonly go by, is G. However, my true name..." He trailed off, shuffling his hooves. "Dammit, never been good at dramatic reveals. My name's Windy Days. And with that, I leave." And he vanished. He didn't teleport, he straight up vanished. One second he was there, the next he wasn't. After recovering from this, Mandible had but one word to say.
"Goodbye..."
Author's Note
Hey, how ironic! The reality chapter's like twice as long as the chapter the book's named after!
