Pagan party

There was nothing but silence. The everfree forest, once known as a place where layed the most terrible creatures was now the place for one of the happiest celebrations. At least for the pagans that now resided in its depths.

First.  The melodies of the flute accompanied by the sweet notes of the violin, a beatiful duo breaking the silence from the forest.

Both instruments giving a warm welcome to the guests of this night celebration, and melting the cold ambient of the forest, Suddenly a new sound joined the duo. The strings of nothing but the always-present guitar.

At the addition of this one. it was the sign for everypony to give start to this, the first but not last, Pagan party.

The crowds of villagers surrounding a large escenary, similar to a concert the ponies started their cheers at the musical performers.the flautist, violinist and guitarrist where giving the audience the best of them, just to make them, as their leader said, enjoy the time.

And they enjoyed. Their cheers turned from mild clappings, loud clappings. And then...

"Yeeeaaah!!". ...

The party began. The cheerings were heard all over the place. Loud clappings, screamings of joy and happiness and the fire from the bonfire, giving the Everfree forest the ambient it never had once. As the cheers and celebration arose a pink partying pony was taking her place at the stage as the voice of the performance. And as the voice of the town itself, as it has been for the last months.

"Is everypony, ready?" the pink pony said cheerful as always, and today a bit more. "Yeeeeeaahhhhh" came the reply of the guests, " the night is young as everypony know, Let´s paaarty! and make this a night you will never forget!", she replied ....

As she said, this was a night nopony will ever forget.