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The Heartland The center of Greater Equestria, the Heartland region is a land of rolling hills, vibrant rivers, great forests, and vast lakes. Here lie the many various farms that supply much of Equestria's bounty, bustling cities where ponies learn, trade, and invent, and vast forests frequented by both naturalists and adventurers. Settlements of the Heartland Ponyville - A small, unassuming town in the middle of the Heartland surrounded by apple orchards and idyllic farms of all types, Ponyville is fairly typical of most Equestrian hamlets. It is the current residence of the bearers of the Elements of Harmony and thus has gained special attention from Princess Celestia in recent days. Trottingham - An affluent vacation town on the north shore of the easternmost Nimbusgait Lake. Many of the inhabitants of the town are seasonal, arriving during the summer months to live in their waterfront houses and enjoy fun in the sun. To the north of the city are picturesque vineyards, which only add to the upscale and touristy flavor of the place. Cloudsdale - Floating home to the Pegasi of the Heartland, Cloudsdale looms above the Nimbusgait Lakes. Here, pegasi work the Weather Factories, creating the different seasons, storms, and elements that allow the residents and greenery of Greater Equestria to flourish, and flight crews can often be spotted coming and going on a near-constant basis. Vanhoover - A resort oriented city nestled in the foothills of the Hasufel Mountains between the Everfree Forest and the Great Nimbusgait Lakes known for it's many outdoor opportunities for tourists, art scene, plentiful gardens, and general bohemian atmosphere. Major Natural Features Nimbusgait Lakes - The sparkling, pristine waters of the Nimbusgait Lakes are a prime feature of the northern reaches of Equestria’s Heartland. Trottingham is situated on lake shore property, feeding and housing the seasonal influx of tourists and athletes that come to play and train on the trails and beaches along the shores of the lakes. The Lakes supply Cloudsdale’s weather factories with water to make clouds and produce rainbows-- water that is eventually returned to the lakes by rains and runoff. Everfree Forest - Largely empty of ponyfolk, the Everfree Forest covers a massive swath of ground that is the full western third of the Heartland. The region is largely unexplored, though a few safe paths and trails are marked out. For the most part though, the Everfree Forest is home to all manner of creatures from the mundane to the mystical. Because of its sheer size, age, and legendary wildlife, nature is allowed to run its course unhindered by any form of pony magic of control. It is no surprise then that the ruins of the Moon Palace sit here, its crumbling halls now only home to the howling wind and hardy plants. The Velvet Strand - The center of the secretive and mysterious Peryton civilization, these isles are nothing short of irresistible in their tranquil beauty , and all who look upon them are awaited in feelings of contentment and joy. Everything that is built is designed to be fully integrated with the natural landscape to the point that from a distance, it looks as if there is no buildings at all. Other Geographical Features The Heartland is also home to Froggy Bottom, Equestria's largest swamp and home to its own share of legendary and strange magical creatures that lurk among the dark and misty foliage. The Hasufel Mountains, with its legendary tallest peak, Dragon Mountain, once an ancient home to many dragons, the mysterious empty caves of which, still exist. Finally the tall Allacor Mountains, which separate the Heartland from the Borderlands beyond, which only the most adventurous and daring ponies climb the remote peaks of.
She could make it this time ! Whirlwind flapped her wings slowly, beginning to descend toward the ground. She let her three hooves forward, readying herself to land. She slowly put them on the ground, her wings still flapping and holding her weight. Then she closed them, and tried to let her hooves support her. They couldn't. She fell. « Ouch ! » Well, that wasn't what she expected. Groaning in frustration, she opened her wings again, and, flapping them really hard, she managed to lift herself up in the air once again. The three legged filly sighed. When the doctors said she probably couldn't walk after her accident, she didn't expected to fail to stand on her hooves ! She couldn't even jump or gain any sort of movement to start flying, so her wings had to do all the work - it was the most tiring way to take off. Once she was in the air, things were ok, but it looked like the land was forbidden to her now. Well, she could probably still crawl pitifully at a snail's pace. And the doctors said that it would take her time before her legs and arms gain their strength back. But right now, she just felt depressed. It took her that failed attempt, and the ones before that, to fully realize what the consequences of her accident meant. No more walking. Forever. It never seemed like a big deal in Cloudsdale, where everypony used their wings to move, and being grounded for three months in her parent's shop meant she never really had to move anyways. But now that she actually tried to stand on her hooves, she started to understand what she had lost in that adventure. She felt like a little foal who desperately needed help, and yet flew all the way down to the Nimbusgate Lakes to make sure nopony could see her in such a state. She wanted to at least stand on her hooves before meeting somepony she knew ... Humpf ! "No time to be sorry for yourself little pony !" Scolding herself, she tried once again to land, failed, and took off in the air again with huge and powerful flaps of her wings. And then she tried again, and again, until she felt too exhausted to move, and decided she could afford a break. Sighing, she laid down in the grass and watched the lakes shimmer under the evening sun. It was fun for about ten minutes. Then Whirlwind realized it was starting to get late, and night would soon be upon her - it was time to go home, or else her parents would start to worry. She was getting tired too. The little pegasus opened her wings and took off the same way she did all day long. But each flap toward the cloudy city of Cloudsdale over her head exhausted her ; pretty soon she found herself fighting to not lose altitude, and gaining some more seemed impossible. And her hometown was still miles over her. Giving up, she slowly drifted toward the grassy ground of the lakes' shores. This wasn't good ! She spent all her day exhausting her wings, only realizing now that she had tired herself too much for a long flight upwards. But she needed to come back home. Staying here, all alone, at night, under the rain that was soon to come, was definitely not a good idea. It was probably not a good idea to come here in the first place. With her injuries recently healed, she probably needed more rest than she thought. And her parents, they would worry too, they would think something horrible happened to her, again ! Whirlwind was very worried by now. What could she do ? Well, she couldn't do anything on her own, since she could barely move. She didn't liked to admit it, but Whirlwind really, really needed some help now ...