To all my readers, if you are expecting pages of more Zecora rhyming I’m afraid you will be disappointed since my subconscious seems to have used up all of its wittiness in the last posting. link
Sorry this is a big posting.
After a late night soaking in a forest pool in my Equestria dreamscape, Luna and Zecora had returned to the zebra’s cottage in the Everfree Forest. First order of business was getting dried off and brushed. This was performed in a relatively quick fashion, especially with the two mares helping each other with the process. Fortunately in spite of its extravagant length and nature Luna’s mane and tail are not prone to tangling or knotting.
While the two mares attended to personal hygiene, a copper kettle slowly heated on the fire. Soon it was cheerily boiling away. From a simple crock of glazed ceramic Zecora scooped several teaspoons worth of herbs and spices into a cast iron teapot. Within the a few minutes the cottage was filled with the sweet, spicy smell of the herbal tea steeping.
Tea was served in simple cups of varnished wood along with a tray of mixed dried fruits, nuts and shortbreads that Zecora baked the day before. Laying on the rug-covered cottage floor the two mares began discussing the current state Applebloom’s condition. Not surprising Zecora was as horrified as Luna had been about the discovery of spell seeds and how they were powered. The zebra could clearly see that princess was under a lot of strain to find a palatable solution to the problem. However there was something more than just the complexity of task confronting Luna that wore heavily on the princess’s mind.
Unfortunately Zecora had very few immediate answers to Luna problem, but she was a good listener and she had Luna go through all the steps she was doing to remove the spell seeds. Luna was in the middle of explaining a particular step when Zecora raised a hoof and stopped her mid-sentence.
“Princess Luna you put a shield spell around yourself and the seed so little bloom does not experience the horror of the spells is that not true?”
“That tis correct.” Said Luna.
Zecora stared into the fire for a moment. The firelight made her brass bracelets and chokers glow in the darkness. “Are you only able to cast one dream shield spell at a time?”
Luna shook her head. “No, in theory I can cast as many of the spell as I desire. However there tis a practical limit to how many spells I can effectively execute at one time.”
Zecora tapped a front hoof on the floor in a nervous fashion.
“If you were to cast a small dream shield spell around an object, say this cup.” She pointed to the one in front of her. “Would the shield spell anchor that object to that exact location, or could you move or levitate the object and spell together?”
The Princess of the Night levitated her own wooden cup and took a long sip, savoring the warm taste of cinnamon, orange peel, cloves, cardamom, ginger, star anise and honey. She closed her eyes and let the warm elixir glide down her throat. After a couple seconds she replied.
“Since I was the creator of the spell I would still be able to manipulate the object and the spell. Pray tell why do you ask?”
Zecora smiled at Luna. “Once you had cast the small dream shield spell on an area or object, can you perform magic inside that shield?”
Luna crunched on a couple glazed walnuts for a moment before replying.
“I might be able to but why would I…” Luna went silent as possibilities started to dawn in her head. “If I could envelope the seed in small shield spell, then I could remove it from the dream fabric.”
“And you wouldn’t have to endure its horrible effects.” Said the grinning zebra. “Also Princess Luna wouldn’t the shield spell also keep the spell seed from magically tapping its host life force, since it was trapped inside the shield?”
Luna suddenly jumped to her hoofs and began pacing around the cottage. Her ceremonial war-boots made a dull thumping sound on the rugs and rough, wooden planked floor.
“Yes! It should! It’ll be tricky casting spell around the seed since they are very sensitive but not impossible! By the Moon! Zecora this tis the answer I have been searching for! Thank you! I am in your debt!”
Zecora smiled and nodded her head making the brass chokers jingle on her neck. “You are welcome oh Princess of the Moon, but there is another matter of great importance that I wish to discuss with you.”
“What would that be?” Asked Luna.
“You.” Said Zecora.
To be continued.