You are walking across a silent meadow. A few apple trees dot it every so often, but it’s relatively sparse. Occasionally, a blue butterfly flits past but then it is gone again. The sun shines down brightly on the faded green grass. It is eerily silent today, you think as you look up at the azure sky with just a few puffy white clouds. How come this place is so quiet? Was it always like this?

“Hi.” That one word is enough to send you spinning and falling onto the soft grass. You stare in amazement at the thing which said Hi to you. A little orange baby pony! She has long flowing yellow hair and deep aqua eyes with the merest hint of amber. Her small rump is adorned with eight round orange-red apples, four for each side. Her tail is tightly plaited and secured with a blue ribbon.

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I surprise you? The name’s Baby Applejack, pleased to meet you.” She smiles wanly. You only look around surprised, unable to answer. The baby pony just popped up out of seemingly nowhere, “But-but…” you stutter.

“Not a very nice place huh?” murmurs Baby Applejack. Sighing, she rests on her folded legs “It used to be a brilliant place, with ponies everywhere and visitors coming quite often. We even had changes of scenery from time to time, such as a beautiful beach on a hot sunny day. But then a giant hurricane came, whirling blackness and everything, it swept our dreams away and purged all the magic. But we’re strong and we’re coming back one by one. Just you wait. Now, it’s a shadow of it’s former self, but one day everything will be the way it once was. Okay, maybe just a little different. And I’m older too!” grins Baby Applejack, breaking out of her solemn mood. She canters around excitedly, “I feel big plans coming, the magic’s coming back! You’ll come back wont you? Come back to feel the magic?”