I had managed to pull myself to the border of the community now known as Unity. Just that I had had little more hen myself with me.
I had managed to get here, then they helped me the rest of the way. They lifted me up and carried me the rest of the way, to the Hospital, as it were. There I had been given time to recuperate and gather my strength. They even gave me food, and all for free.
Then I managed to get home on my own. The safe home I had been dreaming of, all the time I was spending in the seemingly futile attempt to get to where I am. I had found the Villa in the section of Unity where the other Earth Ponies dwell. It is a home.
A solid wooden door. Behind it I found a hall. Then there is a living room. I even have a sofa and a table before it, apparently. I could but guess, every Pony had been given the same.
My kitchen is behind a door to the right. I even did have food and equipment to prepare my food. Though the most pleasing at this point in time is a small bowl of salad. Even as an Earth Pony I could carry it to the table and enjoy the simple meal. Simple, but satisfying.
Some Pony had prepared it for me just the day before I was released from the Hospital, since it is still fresh and tastes great. The crispy Vegetables momentarily shocked me into silence. I simply enjoyed my meal in quiet contemplation.
I found the mares' room behind the door next to the kitchen. I guess it is convenient. The room was prepared for me, or any lonely Mare moving in. Either way, it solves a problem I could have found very embarrassing, without this solution.
I had found the stairs to the upper floor. There is a bed room complete with a bed and a night stand. I even have a wardrobe, as barren as it looks, since there is no clothes inside of it right now. Aside from that, it is complete to the letter. Then I found a hidden storage under my bed. The first half is empty, while the other was containing various work clothes and a casual suit, comprised of a top and a skirt.
At this point, I decided on resting for a moment after the effort of going home, exploring most of my home and all that. I simply slipped the quilt in towards the wall before I lie down, enjoying the softness of the mattress in my new bed. How ever they had managed to bring a bed to my home. Then I slipped the quilt back over my body and closed my eyes, just enjoying the moment of rest.
A moment later I opened my eyes, pulled the quilt off of me and sat up. Then I focused on the diary I had been given. Apparently it contains an almanac as well in the back. I read the names of the days.
“Rainbow, Flutter, Apple, Pink, Rarity,, Twilight and Spike”
These looks like the Elements of Harmony, and the name of their friendly Dragon. How curious. I guess they had a reason behind it all. Naming the last day of the week after the Dragon makes it special. It stands out, as if it is the day we are supposed to rest.
Then I noticed a Map over the Unity on the first page. I can see where every type of Pony lives, even if I couldn't go to most of them. I can't walk on clouds among the Pegasi or swim with the Sea Ponies. I can move freely among the Earth Ponies, and he Unicorns. We're both Earth bound Ponies. I guess I could go up the mountain to the Bats cave and stand by the side of the water and see the Sea Ponies.
Apparently, I had arrived at a community even more complex than the one I came from. I know of both Unicorns and Pegasi, but the Bat Ponies, the Flutter Ponies and the Sea Ponies I know nothing about. Who and what are they. I can assume, from what I knew of the Pegasi, applying it to the other avian Ponies. I could hope they are still Ponies, just like myself, deep down.
As to the Changelings. I had been told stories. They can fly like the Pegasi and weald Magic like the Unicorns. In this respect, they are like the Alicorns, only set aport far enough for us to trust them above the Alicorns, like Luna who became Nightmare Moon, her cult is what set us off on the Journy here in the first place. The Changelings would have been threatened by the cult, just as seriously as we are.
Apparently, the rest of the pages are blank, with nothing but the lines on which to write. I chose to write an entry in the book, leaving the date blank.
“Thanks, Diary. For being here with me. I have just arrived home. Now I can build myself a life here!” I wrote quietly.
I slipped the book back in its place where I had found it. Then I turned my face towards the door and walked out of the bed room, closed the door behind me and walked down the stairs to the living room. First now I had time to examine it.
Once downstairs, I had walked into the kitchen and poured myself a pitcher of cool water, then walked to the living room with a glass, pouring me some water and enjoyed it, while sitting in my sofa. While sitting down, my eyes wondered along the walls, finding the book case, with a sparse collection.
I put the glass down, then walk around the table and up to the books. Looking closer, I find a map book, aside from a cook book and a selection of other useful books. Apparently I had not been given any literature for the sake of reading. Maybe they have a bookstore or a library? I guess it still is good to have a map of the city in which I live.