回到城堡，暮暮一片混乱。她请苹果杰克、小蝶、萍琪派和云宝黛茜到王座室与她会合。五匹小马像往常遇到危机那样面对面坐着。

「可是，为什么这么多小马都在这扎营？」云宝不解地问。「我们以前可从没见他们来过小马镇，对吧？」

「探矿者一听到风吹草动就会行动，」阿杰耸肩解释道。「只要听说有小马这样或那样发了财，他们就会去到那儿立据点。」

暮暮摇了摇头，「你们看到他们对小马镇公园做了什么吗？」她扬起蹄子，「到处挖了洞！」

「当然看到了！」小蝶怒气冲冲地说，声音比平时甜美轻柔的耳语声稍微大了一点，「可怜的小动物们都吓坏了……吓坏了！」小蝶看起来快要哭了，「它们的家被挖开，四分五裂……」

「那该怎么办？」云宝环顾了一下她们每匹马的脸，「请他们离开？」蓝色飞马烦躁地摆弄她彩虹色的鬃毛。

「你可以试试，但他们多半不会让步。」阿杰提醒道。她看向云宝，「苹果鲁萨过去有过淘金热。就是溪水都干了，他们也花了好几个月才走。」

「我希望星光熠熠能找到崔克茜。」暮光闪闪担心地说。「如果她像我们所担心的那样被宝石蹄诅咒了，那在她陷入危险前我们的时间就不多了……尽管还没有到那个时候，但它最终会影响被诅咒小马的整个身体。如果去晚了，崔克茜就会完全变成一尊宝石雕像！」暮暮咬着嘴唇，抬头盯着吊灯，把这个可怕的念头从脑海里赶走。「我只是希望我知道是谁诅咒了她以及为什么！」

「哦！哦！」萍琪派在她的宝座上扭动着身子，举起蹄子叫道。「我想我知道！」

阿杰皱起了眉头。「那你为什么不早说呢，小糖块儿？」

「是啊，怎的？！」云宝催促道。

「嗯……」萍琪深吸了一口气，语速飞快，「崔克茜一直缠着瑞瑞给她定制服装，但崔克茜想弄乱她为宝蓝莎莎制作的礼服，结果坏了她的事，然后瑞瑞的魔法就乱套了！于是崔克茜的蹄子就像是，『光——！』镇上的每匹小马就像是，『哇啊——！』现在她接触的所有东西都变成了耀晶石！」萍琪耸了耸肩。「我透过窗户看到的。」

小马们吃了一惊，但暮暮的脸上却失去了血色。「是瑞瑞？而且是个意外？」这完全出乎她的意料。但暮暮知道，魔法的效果取决于施法者的意图。瑞瑞的魔法针对的是裙子，而不是崔克茜，那么补救措施也需要改变吗？以暮暮和星光的能力，她们很有可能找出答案。但是时间不多了。

「我们必须马上找到崔克茜，逆转咒语，否则就来不及了！」

如果不这样做，崔克茜很快就会变成一尊神通广大的雕像——永远被定格在耀晶石中，像是琥珀中的飞虫一样。

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原文：

Back at the castle, Twilight was in a tizzy. She’d asked for Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash to join her in the throne room. The five ponies sat facing one another, as they usually did when there was some sort of crisis.
“But why are all those ponies camping here?” Rainbow Dash puzzled. “We’ve never had them visit Ponyville before, right?”

“Prospectors go where the wind whispers to ’em,” Applejack explained with a shrug. “They hear about a pony strikin’ it rich this way or that, and they’ll be there, staking a claim on it.”

Twilight shook her head. “Have you seen what they’ve done to Ponyville Park?” She flung up her hooves. “Holes dug everywhere!”

“You bet I have!” Fluttershy fumed. Her voice was just slightly louder than its normal volume of a sweet, gentle whisper. “The poor little animals are terrified. Just terrified.” Fluttershy looked like she was going to cry. “Their homes just dug into and ripped apart…”

“So what should we do?” Rainbow Dash looked around to each of their faces. “Ask them to leave?” The blue Pegasus fidgeted with her rainbow mane.

“You can give it a whirl, but chances are they won’t budge,” Applejack cautioned. She looked to Rainbow Dash. “There was a gold rush once in Appleloosa. Took ponies moons to leave, even once the stream dried up.”

“I hope Starlight Glimmer was able to find Trixie,” Twilight Sparkle fretted. “If she is cursed with a Gem Hoof like we fear, we don’t have much time until she’s in danger.… It takes a little bit, but the Gem Hoof eventually affects the cursed pony’s entire body. If we’re too late, Trixie could be completely transformed into a gem statue!” Twilight bit her lip and stared up at the chandelier, pushing the horrible thought from her mind. “I just wish I knew who cursed her and why!”

“Oooh! Oooh!” Pinkie Pie squealed as she squirmed in her throne, hoof raised. “I think I know!”

Applejack frowned. “Well, why didn’t ya say so, sugarcube?”

“Yeah. What happened?!” Rainbow Dash urged.

“Well…” Pinkie took a deep breath and spoke very quickly. “Trixie was bugging Rarity to make her an outfit, but then she tried to mess with the dress Rarity was sewing for Sapphire Shores and got in the way, and Rarity’s magic went all loopsy-doodles! So then Trixie’s hoof was like, ‘gloooow!’ and everypony in town was like, ‘whoaaaaa!’ and now everything she touches is totally turning into Glowpaz!” Pinkie shrugged. “I saw it happen through the window.”

The ponies were all taken aback, but the color drained from Twilight’s face. “It was Rarity? And it was an accident?” Now that she didn’t expect. But Twilight did know magic’s effect worked with intent. Rarity’s magic was intended for the dress—not Trixie. So would the remedy need to change, too? Between Twilight’s and Starlight’s skills, they stood a good chance of figuring it out. But they didn’t have much time.

“We have to find Trixie right away and reverse that spell—before it’s too late!”

If they didn’t, Trixie would soon become nothing more than a great and powerful statue—forever frozen in Glowpaz like a fly in a piece of amber.