The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.
- Neuromancer

The winter solstice had come to pass, thanks to the dutiful pegasi straight from the local weather factory of the friendly neighborhood known as Cloudsdale, a city within the skies that lives up to its name and directly above ground including the land of Equestria itself, an amalgamated suzerain inhabited by those like and unlike themselves.

Another location within this very country happens to be also within the kingdom as well: it was just like the rest of them – on the ground where every living thing had walked all over to and fro wherever and however they see fit; as such, the adventures in question would be down–to–earth for the lack of a better term so to speak of.

Nevertheless, the abundance of such precipitations accumulating were proof that the celebrations are fast approaching, ideal times for such get–togethers between friends and/or family alike; in these cases, however, so much more than the just talking and eating alike, especially for the young folks spending their times with each other.

NOTE: All the characters featured in this story are generally of consenting age in accordance to the rules!