The path disappears into a small cluster of trees and you struggle to keep the mare in sight. In all your time here you’d never been in the forest at night. To your amazement, plants all around you start to glow at the slightest disturbance. Mushrooms, flowers, and ferns cast their soft blue-green glow onto the beaten path. The bioluminescence mesmerizes you; there was nothing like this back home, why hadn’t anyone told you about it? Twilight would know about the glowing plants, probably something to do with magic. Soon, you pass the last mushroom clinging to the shadows and find yourself in a very familiar clearing.