The Dash Files (Part 2)

From: Envoy Ambient Waves, Zephyr Kingdom Diplomatic Corps To: Her Radiant Highness, Princess Acallia  Your Highness, I remain stationed in Ponyville as ordered, though I must confess the situation is becoming increasingly… difficult to quantify. I hesitate to use the word “unnatural,” yet none of my training accounts for what I am observing. This evening it rained again...soft, steady, unremarkable at first. I went outside to check the gauges. The ground shimmered with droplets; my coat darkened as it should. But then, every few seconds, something impossible: a raindrop would strike and dry me instead. Not evaporate—reverse the sensation. For a heartbeat the patch of fur would be warm and bone-dry before the next drop turned it wet again. Standing there, I felt both soaked and parched in the same instant. The readings on my instruments flickered in perfect rhythm with each alternation—wet, dry, wet, dry—like the world couldn’t decide which version of itself to commit to. The locals noticed nothing unusual. They complain about the weather as though it’s merely late in the season. Twilight insists her measurements show consistency, but I have begun to suspect that “consistency” here no longer means what it used to. I understand if my reports sound fevered. I reread them and hardly recognize my own phrasing. Still, I record what I see. If truth itself has grown relative, then at least this letter may serve as evidence that we once noticed. Ever in service, Envoy Ambient Waves Zephyr Kingdom Diplomatic Corps (Fixed grammar and also the wrong pony name ^^ Accident from another RP/OC I RP as ^^, This was meant to be before Letter 3 in the Consequences of the Rainboom.)