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@Dynamo Pad
Evening had broken faster than she'd originally anticipated. In the stillness of the warm-colored prelude to dusk, Widdershins hoped that the sound of wooden wheels on cobblestone wouldn't upset anyone who had left windows open, during supper. The mare had trudged out of Everfree Forest like an unsettling omen, toting her wares and worldly possessions in the small wagon that she drove.
All the better, she supposed, to set up late and be fresh and bright, in the morning. The darkly-colored tent was set up along the edge of Ponyville and, while there were certainly a few stragglers out and about at this time of day, the lot of them seemed to leave her to her work of organizing crystals, counting candles, shuffling tarot cards. She hadn't been to this town in quite a long time, and she couldn't help but observe what were likely the quietest hours of the day with an appraising, almost envious eye. Things were so peaceful here. Ponies with cozy homes and cozy beds, eating warm meals with family and friends.
...Nonsense. Malarkey! She ought to be grateful for what she had, she'd tell herself. She had an ornate rug to splay down in the tent to keep her off the ground, plenty of pillows to make it cozy, and at least a few apples to tide her over until tomorrow. Then she just needed to work her magic, tell fortunes to wayward souls, peddle a spell or two, and she could look forward to a nice, hot meal of her own. "Maybe I should ask the cards," she mused aloud, "what kind of business I should expect, tomorrow. Business owners? Vengeful rivals? Lovers, pining away?" She scarcely believed anyone was paying attention to her train of thought...