Old memories, new opportunities: These weird flyers

Prompt: Create a piece depicting your character reacting to this flyer. Are they angry? Interested? Excited? Do they plan to help? Or would they rather someone put a stop to this dangerous research?

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Suddenly they were everywhere, these weird flyers with the red glowing letter on it.

Swan Song had just been on her way back home from the school of magic, when they suddenly seemed to rain down from the sky like snowflakes.

She stopped in her tracks for a moment and looked up.

The other ponies in the streets had a similar reaction, gazing into the sky and murmering to each other.

 

Swan Song stopped one of the flyers in midair with her magic and pulled it down in font of her face to read it

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“Aid in the Research of Wild Magic!

Professor Golden Sage is conducting very important research into the nature of Wild Magic and needs your help!

Ponies of all kinds needed, no magic abilities necessary!

Please help us further our understanding of this amazing phenomenon!”

 

The unicorns gaze darkend.

‚Amazing phenomenon?‘

The blood in her veins started to boil.

Images of the refugees Chatter Cherrys Group tried to help, came to her mind.

 

The fear and trauma in their eyes after they had to flee their homes ,leaving behind everything they had, after wild magic had overrun it.

All the injured ponies that were barely able to drag themselves to safety before passing out on the outskits of canterlot.

The lost foals that had arrived in canterlot without their parents, having lost them somewhere in the chaos, crying and shaking like a leaf and having no idea if they would ever see them again.

All the other ponies that had lost loved ones to wild magic.

 

There was nothing amazing about it.

Nothing.

Wild magic only brought pain and suffering onto everyone it touched.

 

How could this Golden Sage not see this?

Were they blind?

Did they not care about the innocent ponies that got hurt everyday?

Were they only interested in gathering knowledge?

 

That thought stopped Swan Song for a moment.

‚But if this professor is researching wild magic...perhabs his research could be used to find ways to better combat wild magic? Even if it doesn’t sound like they are interested in that. Perhabs i should..‘

She shook he head as she read over the adress that was written at the bottom of the letter.

‚But isn’t that somewhere on the outskit of ponyville? Sounds....sketchy.‘

Swan Song hesitated and then pocketed the flyer.

She needed to think this over once she arrived home.