Part 10) Good soup

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Why was she.. rhyming.?

"Um, alright.."

I looked around confused. Am I still in the Everfree Forest? I've never seen this but before.

"Who are you.?"

She poured soup in a cup for me and started to walk over.

"Zecora." She said with a smile.

She handed me the cup and I took a sip. It was actually pretty good.

"The forest is my home living in this tree, but you lying on the ground is not something I thought I'd see."

"Hm? Oh, I guess I fainted." I said while blanked out.

"There is a lot on your mind, no? Give me your palm, we can see where your thoughts will go."

Was she going to read my palm..? What kind of witch did I stumble upon..? I'm not in the mood to fight. I gave her my paw.

She start to feel the creases and looked deeply at it. I'm not sure what she was seeing, It looked just like my paw to me.

"I see.. darkness. And pain.."

Wow.

"But in the future, a new friend you will gain.."

What?

"A new friend? What else does it say? Does it say who?"

She showed me my own paw. I guess she heard how crazy I sounded and had to remind me that it's just my hand.

"That is all your paw could dwell, but only time will tell." She looked up at me with a smile.

I backed my hand away. Yeah, she was definitely a witch.

"Do you know the time.? I kinda have a unwritten curfew with Celestia. She gets worried if i'm not back by 8:00."

Zecora laughed.

"Go back at your own will, but I suggest you take a walk around Ponyville."

I thank Zecora and walk out of her hut. That was strange.. but comforting? I should visit her more.

i walk back into Ponyville to see ponies playing and talking with eachother. It looked so lively. Like an actual town. We're people getting over her death.?

I shake those thoughts out of my head and keep walking. A stand selling lamps catches my eye. Ponies have really stepped up their taste-

I trip over something- someone and fall.

"Darn it!" I hear them say.

I look to see August, who I tripped over. She was on the ground next to a camera that had been tipped over.

"Sorry about that, I wasn't looking were I was going.." I said as I reached to pick her up.

She grabbed my hand and got back up and set her camera upright.

"It's alright honestly, this shoot isn't really going that good anyways."

Shoot? Oh, I forgot she was a photographer. What was she taking pictures of?

I turn to see the camera aimed at a.. can.

"Your taking pictures of a can.?" I asked.

"Yeahh.. I saw it and thought it was gonna be 'artistic' but it really just looks like a piece of trash on the ground."

"It kinda is.."

She started laughing.

"I don't even know what I was thinking. I have this project due by tomorrow and literally don't know what to do." August said as she started to pack up her camera.

"We'll you should start by not taking pictures of trash you see on the ground.."

She laughed again and looked up at me.

"You always say what's on your mind. I like that. What's your name?"

"Discord." I said with a smile.

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