I wonder, perhaps, if there is some merit in discussing the phenomenon of rainbows and how it might relate to the situation we have found ourselves in.

We have been informed by Bertie that when Nemo was so cruelly slaughtered that there was an explosion of rainbow light and that he vanished. And I believe this is not the first time that we new ponies have been translated by rainbows either.

In Dream Valley, where I come from, there was a weapon called the Rainbow of Light. And there was another supernatural weapon known as the Rainbow of Darkness, with which the villain Tirac tried to bring about the Night That Never Ends when I was but a filly.

I am a pegasus pony and thus lack a horn to accomplish any sort of spellwork. I do not have a wand like a Princess Pony might. But I am studious and I think that the study of rainbows and their magical properties might do us some good.

[There is a slight pause and Wind Whistler adds, somewhat sheepishly:] Speaking of Princess Ponies, I'm still slightly confused as to why Celestia, Luna, and the local Twilight Sparkle do not wear the ceremonial hennin that signifies their rank. How will one know they are princesses?

Afternoon, Ponyville! [Today Sleipnir is looking much more bright-eyed than she was a few days ago when she had things exploding in her face. She's still filthy from mane to hoof with grease but at least now she looks happy.] I have a wee announcement for anyone living at the commune or who has friends living there.

I've been doing a bit tinkering and planting of my own around the outskirts of the commune to make it safer in the future. There's nothing dangerous- well, not deadly anyway- but Wind Whistler is still in the process of making a map for anyone at the commune who wants one. Until it's done, be wary of anything that looks like it might explode a little or hold knock-out gas and most of the trees.