You thank the harpy yet again, and decide to rejoin your friends at the banquet up ahead. As you reach the crowded tables, you notice a familiar unicorn waving you over from afar.
 
Soon, you find yourselves sitting at a table with Dawn Break, Lemon Hearts, Minuette, Moondancer, Sea Swirl, Sweet Biscuit, Tonsoria, and Twinkleshine. You spend the better part of the evening with them, chatting, snacking, drinking, and playing improvised singing games along the harpies’ merry melodies.
 
Every so often, a grateful townspony or timid foal approaches Furia Storm for an autograph or a question, and despite being her usual self, the siren somehow manages to put a smile on every one of their faces.
 
As hours pass, some ponies begin to retire under the pretense of sleep, while others opt for a romantic oceanside walk under the stars.
 
You begin to feel sleepy.
 
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