User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7345250-20160726173724

Golden Age: "Ungh... As a matter of fact, she does sell seashells by the sea... schottische..."


 * Further prodding stirs the heroine from her strange dreamscape.

Golden Age: "Eh?... Oh, squirt. What is it now?"


 * Elsewhere in Equestria, not far from the famed natural wonder of Neighagra Falls, a silent shadow double-checks the fruit of the past few hours' labor.


 * It places a hoof upon the rail. The motion achieves the desired effect. Satisfied, the figure pockets a strange flask and gestures to its compatriots. It is time to withdraw.