The wind blew steadily and unobtrusively as neither pony moved, like they were holding a moment of silence. Eventually, Amanita cleared her throat and got up. “That, that was what necromancy was originally supposed to be, you know,” she muttered. “Just talking to the dead. Asking them about the future. It’s in the name: divination via the dead. Ancient Thessalians believed the dead knew all things.”