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Your Majesty, I write again, though I know you asked for patience. I promise I am trying. But the shadows have changed again. Not simply absent, now — When I walk through the marketplace, I see shapes where shadows be still. A pony stands at a stall, perfectly motionless, but their shadow , as if turning its head to look behind itself. ...

Envoy Ambient Waves Her Radiant Highness Princess Acallia, Zephyr Kingdom Your Highness, I believe I must amend my previous report. This morning, Ponyville seemed perfectly ordinary. The streets were lively, the weather agreeable, the ponies cheerful. I felt almost embarrassed recalling what I had written before. But by evening, the familiarity had thinned again. I can’t describe it well. There are sounds that should always be present — hooves on the road, insects at dusk, distant conversa...

Envoy Ambient Waves, Zephyr Kingdom Diplomatic Corps 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...

I’ve read your reply again and again, trying to find comfort in your certainty... in the promise that '', that what we see are only tricks of light. But with respect, how can you say that? You wrote that you’ve “” and that we cannot rule him out. I wish that made me feel safer, but it only deepens the unease. If even you must turn to him for counsel, what are we facing? And if it truly were his doing, would it feel like this? Discord’s chaos laughs... this is silence. He breaks patterns with ...