With a flourish of sparkling lavender magic, the large poster was placed proudly, looking down from its place of prominence onto the passer-by, it's stylish font, eye-catching design and elegantly-flowing letters, proudly proclaiming to all who would stop to read:

Come one, Come all, to witness the unparalleled, showstopping, awe-inspiring performance that is: Trixie's Tales!

In the evening, in Canterlot Square, Trixie, the Storyteller, will weave a once well-known Equestrian legend to the crowd! Her performance will be aided by her illusory magic, in order to enhance the crowd's immersion in the narrative, and improve their experience overall!

The tales told by the travelling Trixie, will be taken from the legends of old, when Equestria was young, and not as peaceful and safe as it is now. They will be tales of high adventure, immense battles, grand victories and epic quests, where the fate of many will hang in the balance!

Entry to the event is a mere 3 bits, and foals are welcome to attend for free, with their families.

 
Trixie surveyed her work with a faint smirk, the brilliant-azure mare, her starry cape and hat absent, briefly scrutinizing the poster to determine whether or not it had been placed at all crooked (no error could be accepted, no matter how minute!), before, with a hum, she turned on the spot and set off once more, the stack of posters levitating beside her in the same gentle lavender glow.

Today was the day, finally, that the great Trixie would have her redemption! No more ridicule and spite! No more malicious rumours, and questions as to the veracity of her amazing talents!

Trixie was so excited she almost felt giddy, but she suppressed the feeling as best she could. Now was not the time for foalish antics; this was the time for focus, for action, and most importantly, for poster hanging.

After all, how would her first show in the grand city have any soon-to-be adoring fans, if they didn't even know it existed?