Fluttershy's Dream

by Silver Inkwell

Fluttershy's Dream

Fluttershy's Dream

She didn’t know that it was a dream at first, not until she finally woke up.

But the last thing that she could remember before drifting off to sleep was that she was in some kind of plain open field of flowers and grass and even cacti, but it wasn’t green fresh grass, but instead orange dried out and dead grass.

It wasn’t a field of green, but one that was dead and dull and orange instead.

But dreams can change each time you think on them, and later on she would not even remember the detail of the colors and textures of her vivid and real dream. The sky itself had a raising or perhaps maybe setting sun instead, it was really hard to tell, but I would guess that it was rising sun instead for it was both blue and orange with a slight hint of purple (clouds) in it.

She had just rested and lay her head down on this soft but brittle grass when she couldn’t help but feel tired, then very slowly close her eyes, and then very slowly drifted off into sleep. The next thing that she knew she was awake and standing in that very plain and open simple yet still beautiful and special field.

Or rather she lay there in the field and then woke up and then stood very slowly. But suddenly it wasn’t a field anymore, but a wide-open forest instead.

The wide-open forest had tall green trees that looked like it had the shape of an Evergreen tree, and the forest floor did have green grass, but also some weird and strange purple flowers to the right side of her.

And then very slowly she started moving forward past a pile of rocks, and whether they were small, large, or medium, well that all depends upon what you define each word to mean.

And then as she started to move forward she saw not the forest, but instead some very tall… was that even to be considered or even called grass?

And was that a very large huge dull gray castle in the distance that she saw?

She really didn’t know, and I don’t either, for dreams are tricky material and stuff to handle, and should one not see it as both what it is and what it is not, then one can become easily lost and confused within its very
special artwork.

But she couldn’t absorb or decide whether or not it was indeed a castle for the next thing and moment that she knew there was suddenly a large bright yellow golden flash of light that illuminated the whole entire scene, landscape, and area, but yet it still did not blind her for some strange, unusual, and odd and mysterious reason. She just merely gazed up at it blinking her eyes in surprise and shock at the next thing
that she saw flying in the brilliant golden yellow bright light that illuminated the whole entire area and
scene, herself.

She saw another version or image or perhaps maybe reflection of herself there.

And she was a perfect replica and reflection and image of… well… herself.

(And to make things a bit easier for the reader I will call the dream version/ image/ reflection of Fluttershy, well Mirror, does that work out? It does? Well great then, back to the story at hand, or rather hoof instead.)

Fluttershy looked at Mirror with some surprise and shock and wanted to ask her all kinds of questions like where did she come from and who she was and if she was a changeling, but oddly and strangely enough she could not speak for some strange and mysterious odd reason, not even the will or power to do so
came to her. And so she watched Mirror very slowly and gently float down as some kind of pink magic or
rather orbs and spheres floated around her.

And then suddenly she was back in the field again.

And then it was just a simple white and gray wall landscape or background.

And then she watched as Mirror booped her nose with a strange and odd and mysterious blue energy coming from her hooves as she did so.

And then suddenly the whole entire world was turned around and the only thing that she could make out or see was trees in that dull and orange field.

Then suddenly many random colors swirled around her as she then suddenly found herself in the forest once more again, but this time the trees were covered with snow and the sky was dark like it was
nighttime, but it still had this strange dark blue tint or hue of both the night and the day too.

Snow was falling all around her and then she saw Mirror at the edge of a cliff or something and very slowly walked towards her and then she saw yet another brilliant beam of light, but this time it was just the rising sun over some kind of very large and tall hill instead. Mirror gestured her to follow, or perhaps rather maybe watch instead, but instead of following herself anymore, she just stayed instead. And then what she saw next was a brilliant beam of blue light from a hill just ahead, but what she saw next after that made
her very scared.

After a very long moment the blue white disappeared and she woke up in the field once more again. And then she finally saw that the flowers were both orange and purple and very vibrant. And then she backed up very slowly for some strange, unusual, mysterious and odd reason and the rock wall nearby to her left loomed ever closer to her. And then she was in a cave or rocks and brown dirt which was very simple and plain and she saw that the sun in the sky was still rising, but probably midway (or halfway) up to the middle
of the sky (afternoon time basically). And to her left just outside the cave there stood a very large and tall green tree and the sky outside seemed gray and dull, almost like it had no life, or rather perhaps maybe it wasn’t really a sky at all.

But then she wasn’t in the cave anymore but instead was very slowly climbing up some decently sized and steep rocks as she climbed up to the top and stood slightly over the peak but not quite over the edge either. And then she stared at the dull lifeless gray sky and she saw that a river was somewhere down below her. She stared upwards at the gray sky as sun shined through it.

And then she saw a very bright light and there were her friends, all of them, and Mirror, and she saw that she had taken her place and replaced her.

No, this can’t be possible, Fluttershy thought to herself in a panic.

But it was in some small tiny way.

She took off from the gray rock and flew in the sky to undo this act.

She flew through storm and over mountains and forests.

She even flew through space, or so she thought.

And she saw a blue light and went towards that.

Six colored light followed very closely behind her and one of them was Mirror.

And that was when she woke up.

Twilight explained to her that it was just a test dream, but it felt so real...

Author's Note:

I hope you liked, loved, and enjoyed this story!

Comments

[BleedingRaindrops]

Eh. Cute. If only for the last line. Dreams by nature are difficult to make sense of and utterly boring, so I can't really fault you for that but not coming out clearly. If would certainly be an accomplishment though if I could get through an entire dream sequence and not once feel the urge to skim