This wasn’t the Equestria he’d grown up in, the Princesses were nowhere to be found. Ponykind was, at best, scattered, and friendship amounted more to a pleasant distraction to have than a building block of their culture.
So many things, so quickly. Was he just having another sad string of thoughts, or was that just his age changing his perception of time?
Whatever the case, he was interrupted when he heard the distant clangs of something large and heavy, slowly moving towards him. A thick trail of smoke moving past the rooftops before him, and mechanical thumping that prompted him to once more fight to contain a groan.
From around the corner, a huge, tall, quadrupedal mechanical walker stomped its way down the street. Its boxy body lacked any kind of head or tail. Its long, lanky legs avoiding the wooden boards and instead crashing down upon the few spots in the road paved with cobblestone. The weight of the steel giant likely snapping them like twigs otherwise.
Drill Bit pressed himself against the nearest building he could, trying to steer clear, the ground shaking with every impact of its massive legs. One of them landed a hoof’s length from him, the end of its long stilt was covered in bits of ice and grime, nearly obscuring the panels hiding Celestia knows what inside.
He didn’t have time to ponder however, as soon it arose and almost struck him in the process despite his prior caution. Thankfully it didn’t but the stallion couldn’t stifle his wordless curse as he ducked.
The machine continued down the street as it had, leaving as quickly as it came.
“Bucking Automatons, at least they give plenty of warning.”
Art by Roki, posted with permission and commissioned by me.