And then there were ponies.

[andcontrarywise]

*It's a pretty nice day, isn't it? The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. And in one of the fields, there's a winged pony prancing about a little and generally looking pleased with hirself

Comments

[theappleofhis]

[. . . that hat is really familiar]

[skinofakira]

[as it should be]

[huddles]

[theappleofhis]

[approaches, slowly]

Yoi-te?

[skinofakira]

. . . yes.

[theappleofhis]

. . . Hello, dear.

[skinofakira]

Hi.

[theappleofhis]

Is there anything I can do?

[skinofakira]

[scoots himself backwards-- quite a feat with four legs-- to reveal a rather crushed looking book]

Can you pick it up?

[theappleofhis]

Of course.

[crouches down to pick it up, smoothing it out as best she can]

[skinofakira]

Thanks.

[theappleofhis]

You were reading it?

[skinofakira]

[nods. it's a book on philosophy]

[theappleofhis]

You like philosophy?

[skinofakira]

It's interesting.

[theappleofhis]

I think it can be, but sometimes it gets a bit too complicated for me.

[skinofakira]

Oh . . .

. . . but . . .