                The marble colonnades and boulevards of the Royal District of Canterlot suddenly gave way to the vast cliffside of Canterlot Mountain overlooking the Golden Heartlands of Equestria. The vast miles of green and gold farmland below us stretched off until it met the endless blue of the sky. This was Equestria, a perfectly tended garden, jealously protected by the very Sun itself. Woe betide any weeds that try to eke out a living on this fertile soil. Death to any pest that even dream of even tasting its excess.