//------------------------------// // Prologue: My Dream // Story: The Biggest Racetrack // by ConArtistAlpha //------------------------------// Created and written by: Flutterguy 12 The Biggest Racetrack Prologue: I love to stargaze. It’s my favorite hobby. Looking at those bright, shining, auroras of light just envelopes me with a warm feeling of purity and freedom. I guess it’s only natural for me to feel the need for freedom, being a full-fledged Pegasus and all. Always flying and soaring high above the ground. I guess it’s also natural for me to want to go to great lengths to seek out this freedom and wash myself in it like a hot, relaxing, bath. Of course, this might lead to great adventures, but that’s an added bonus. I’ll never turn down the chance to venture into the unknown to seek out what I want. It’s part of my persona. I’m a lot like Daring Do, the strong, intelligent, and cunning main character of the Daring Do book series. Ever since I was a filly, I hoped with all my heart I would get the chance to explore the deep and wide expansions of space, soaring above and beyond the stars. I would dream of conducting long, treacherous, crusades in space, leading to Celestia-knows-where. I wished to be out there, free as a bird, with a careless and relaxed attitude forever more. My feelings are not shared with my friends, however. They have different opinions. Fluttershy, of course, described space as “too dark and scary” for any exploration. Applejack seemed she could care less about it, for she is “too caught up in work and family” to deal with the idea. Rarity is terrified of space because, according to her, “black is a horrid color, and I would die if I was surrounded by nothing but black for so long.” Pinkie Pie also did not think my idea to be relevant, and stated that “It would be awfully hard for anypony to throw a party out there.” Even Spike had a problem with my logic, stating that “There would be nothing to do” and that it would be “extremely boring.” Me? I view space as the biggest racetrack ever. Think about it, it’s endless. You could race forever out there. Kind of like NASCAR, only better, and will most definitely last longer than two hundred laps. It seems that the only other pony who even remotely comes to terms with my ideals is Twilight Sparkle. She says that she’s “always had an interest in space” and “a curiosity of what could be out there to discover.” But she also claimed that “some mysteries are better to be left unsolved.” No. That’s the exact reason why mysteries are there. They just wait for us to solve them, like a newly gained puzzle. And if there’s one thing to know about me, it’s that when I start a puzzle, I intend to complete it. No matter the cost. No matter how long it takes. I will finish that puzzle. Our planet is just a mouse trap, and it’s got me caught. I loathed that fact, hated it entirely. This couldn’t go on. I needed to fix this ASAP. Change is always taking place, but this time, it just needed a little nudge to help it along. I proceeded to have another chat with Twilight, to concur if there really is a way to reach space. I hope there is.