Speaking of ponies, I just had to post some sketches of a recent visit by another pony to our fair town. The gods can sometimes be difficult for mere mortals to understand.
As readers of my scrolls know, I often pray to the gods for my very own pony. Sometime before Bawkmas, Santa Chicken appeared, and I asked him for a pony. Soon after, a beautiful rainbow-colored pony with a horn on his forehead appeared in town. I was so excited, but this pony began killing everything in its path, even the strongest of fighters. I tried to approach him, but he felled me as well. He was a War Pony!
At first I was upset and sought to understand the gods' purpose. I prayed and prayed for them to make the pony peaceful. At last they heard my prayers, and the pony became calm and tame.
He followed a group to south farms and nibbled some grass and flowers, then followed us through the pf to the meadow. He seemed to like the meadow very much -- although Tepper Azur wasn't too happy to see a pony in his secret place!
After a little while, the pony -- whom we had renamed Pinky -- galloped off into the trees. The gods gave us to understand that he would be happy in the forest.
I have been grateful for my encounters with these beautiful ponies but remain confused by the aggressive killer ponies that have invaded our town. I still hope one day to truly have a pony of my own.
