And so I'm finally here...

...Yes. It... it took me forever. It took me weeks of furiously paddling at the dirt. It took me months of angrily swimming in the mud. It took me hours upon hours of clawing my way through stone, cinders and more stone. But I'm finally here.

FiM Fiction. What a colorful place, this is.

I take a quick gander at its magnificent structure as I wonder for a split second if climbing through fire and flame was worth it, when there was a perfectly safe bridge right to my left, but I dismiss the thoughts just as soon as they come to me. What a stupid thing to think... Something is only worth to you if you sacrifice a limb to get it, right? Right?

...Right? Or maybe even the skin of your flesh?

No. Of course not.

Well, I'm already off to a great start. My hands are burning, my legs are twitching in pain from that particularly hot piece of smoldering rock that I used as a platform so I would not fall to my death and my hair is on fire. Or maybe that's not my hair, but I'm in too much pain to give a damn about that. Seriously, if that's not my hair I don't even want to know what that is.

...And here I am now, standing defiantly in flames as I look at my destination. A colorful, beautiful place filled with ponies and those that love ponies, looking so colorful and grim at the same time I wonder if I actually came to the right place. ...But I did. I am certain that I did.

Well then. First things first, before I dive right into the massive flow of people below. I need to find a bucket of water.

I'm pretty certain that this is my hair, now. No doubt about it.