Ned the Slow

"If you want to enjoy your travels, Ned’s the right pony for you!" yells the merchant, trying to catch passers-by’s attention, but they seem to care for completely different merchandise: tall ponies, fast ponies, beautiful ponies, clean ponies. Ned is none of these.

Ned loves flowers, especially red ones. He likes how they look, their smell and also their taste, but don’t tell his master he eats them otherwise he gets mad.

Ned hates when other ponies call him names. The worst of all is “dimwitted”, because, as his mother used to say, he is not stupid, just a little special.

“Why would anyone want to ride that?” asks a snobby towner while approaching the stand.

Ned’s master, Wizard #4802, is a questionable merchant, but an indisputable wizard. “The doing is often more important than the outcome," says he while stroking his long white beard.

While the snobby client walks away with a confused look on his face, master Apollo turns to Ned and winks.

Ned doesn’t know why they’re traveling the realms. Or why his master pretends he wants to sell him. But, Ned doesn’t mind. He likes to ride through the country, while his master sings his lovely tunes.

Entered by: 0xaC3B…074F and preserved on chain (see transaction)