You've got time to kill, and most of the ponies seem to be flocking towards the market stalls.
You trot over towards the row of kiosks, admiring the chatter and laughter coming from everypony around you. The market is at peak activity, with ponies selling every sort of knick knack, thingumabob and trinket you could want; some hoofmade, some priceless antiques, but each stall sold something very original.
The sweet smell of cordial coaxed you towards some jars of homemade fruity drinks, but your attention was soon diverted towards a stall which sold exotic-looking candy from some far-off part of Equestria.
Almost dizzied by the variety of stalls and ponies, you stopped in a clearing, looking around you and then deciding to go and see...
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