This amazing story...
If you want to quickly get to the first 'story' chapter, then jump to Chapter 2 right now. Summer's (my) story begins there. I never would have thought...
The background for this story is the first three volumes of Princess Celestia's commentaries on Princess Twilight's adventures in friendship. Oh, and Princess Twilight's weird trip to the Equestria Girls world had happened very recently. 'Sisters', 'Pinkieness times Two' and 'Destinies' can also be read before starting through my story (/cry). Again, my story begins in the next chapter.
What follows is what Shysage calls a 'Cinematic overview', whatever that is. Except that he wrote this before even finishing Chapter 8 of this first volume, I don't know... And my Shysage added some important notes at the bottom of this page.
...my story... Who would have thought that true friendship would make so great a difference... (/cry...)
I think I remember seeing this. Whether in a dream or not I cannot tell.
As the scene slowly brightened into view, I initially saw a seemingly endless field of green grass, seen from an angle, and maybe 50 feet in the air.
The view then slowly zoomed in to reveal a small child sitting on a log in the middle of the sea of grass. I could have noticed that her long hair had a pink sheen, but quickly realized the child was very upset, and may have been crying. This young girl was just sitting there, frowning, staring at the ground.
A second, older but still young girl slowly walked into view. Her left hand was holding something, and her right hand was concealing it from view. As she got closer to the first girl, the first girl looked up, her face still etched with pain. The second girl very carefully moved her right hand away to reveal a large yellow butterfly.
The first girl's eyes grew instantly huge, and she stared at it with wonder while her mouth opened wide in amazement.
The butterfly slowly opened and closed it's paper thin wings a few times then flew abruptly up into the air.
Both young girls then squealed with delight as they tried to catch it again, laughing and jumping and yelling and laughing some more. They chased the butterfly for the next 10 minutes before it flew very high, and was carried far away by the wind.
Even before the chase was over, all color drained from my view and then it grew very dim. I next got the impression that I was moving very quickly straight away from the two girls, as they shrank smaller and smaller until they could no longer be seen. At this, it appeared that I passed under a large, dark 'arch-way' of some sort, and then the view faded to pitch black.
A very low faint rumbling became barely audible at this point.
As frequently happens in dreams, through the blackness, I caught momentary glimpses of objects. I don't even know if they were relevant or not.
Seemingly floating in the air, my eyes discerned three small 'water drop' shapes forming a triangle. They were sun yellow at the top, fading to aquamarine, the color of water at the bottom.
After showing briefly, all three turned blazing white, and merged together into something, and I really couldn't tell what it was. But while trying to figure it out, the blackness immediately returned.
I next saw what looked like a large brown paper bag wadded into a small ball. This was confusing because it seemed to have black and white patches on it as well. I was not confused long however, the image quickly disappeared.
The next image flashed brightly, but was only visible for a mercifully brief instant. It looked like Fluttershy's hide had been stretched out across a huge boulder some 3 stories high. I had to look away.
But I heard what sounded like the evil laugh of Discord. In anger, I quickly looked back but the blackness had returned.
I saw what looked like a simple 'dog-tag', with the chain for wearing around the neck.
The lettering used a very regal font, white with gold trim. The background was two darker colors that I really couldn't discern. The letters 'TF' were largest across the bulk of the tag. The smaller letters 'MPOF' were added along the bottom.
This image also wasn't visible for very long, so my efforts to figure it out quickly failed.
The next image was of a terrible monster. Action images flashed only momentarily in staccato fashion, but together showed an enormous, angry beast of some sort. It's terrible roar raised the hair on the back of my neck. Suddenly it was gone and the blackness returned.
After perhaps a minute of blank darkness, the rumbling sound faded away, and my view began to return, faintly, and I seemed to be traveling towards something at a very high rate of speed. I again passed what looked like the large arch-way, and my view began to brighten out again, and slow down.
As the color returned, I saw an endless sea of puffy white clouds identifying the city of Cloudsdale. Slowing down, my view again headed closer to a fairly large expanse of clouds, dotted with just a few buildings.
My view stopped at about the same 50 foot high angle view and showed a mostly clear expanse of the endless cloud-bank that is Cloudsdale.
Zooming in again, my view homed in on a very young, light yellow Pegasus with pink hair named Fluttershy. As my view got closer, it was clear she was very upset, and may have been crying. Fluttershy was just sitting there, frowning, staring down.
After about a minute, an older, but also young pony walked up. This was Fluttershy's older sister Summer Rain, with a light tan coat, blue eyes, and faded gold mane and tail. As Summer moved closer to her sister, Fluttershy looked up, her face still etched with pain. Summer Rain walked slowly up to her sad sister, and sat down. Summer pulled some sort of object from her bag, placed it carefully on the cloud-top in front of Fluttershy. Next, Summer carefully pulled away the top and sides of the object to reveal a large yellow butterfly.
Fluttershy's eyes grew instantly huge, and she stared at it with wonder while her mouth opened wide in amazement.
The butterfly slowly opened and closed its paper thin wings a few times then abruptly flew up into the air.
Fluttershy and her sister then squealed with delight as they darted around trying to hover as close to it as they could, laughing and darting and yelling and laughing some more. After about 10 minutes of this, the butterfly dove over the edge of Cloudsdale, and fluttered back to it's home below. Both ponies sat down at the edge trying to catch their breath, as the butterfly faded into the distance below.
The Chronicles of Summer Rain.
Who would have thought that true friendship would make so great a difference.