Chapter 1
Learn to Fly
I was falling. That was about all my mind could register before I started screaming in panic. Ponyville looked so far below as I fell through the clouds, desperately waggling my legs to find purchase on something, anything, but my efforts were futile. Quick, focus on just levitating yourself... My horn glowed as I forced my eyes shut and concentrated, but something smacked the side of my head, breaking my concentration. I opened my eyes, casting about for the offending item, but nothing appeared. The air rushed past me as the familiar terrain loomed closer and closer. There's no time! I thought, desperate as my heart began to beat faster. I looked up to see a panicked Spike looking over the side of my hot air balloon's basket. He yelled something I couldn't hear over the sheer rush of the air, a panicked look on his face.
“Oh, what was that cloud-walking spell?!” I searched frantically through my mind, though I knew I couldn't cast it in time to break my fall. I began to panic more, feeling utterly helpless. The clouds rushed by as I picked up speed. I'd reach terminal velocity in no time, and that ground didn't look very welcoming. My eyes bulged as my imagination summoned up gruesome images of my inevitable demise.
“Now, now, Twilight Sparkle, my faithful student, it's not like you to panic so,” a calm voice spoke from just above me. Princess Celestia swept into view, her powerful wings slowly beating, allowing her to keep pace with my fall.
“P-Princess! I-I—what should I do?!?!” I wailed, my eyes watering.
She smiled a sly smile that reminded me of when she had explained the plan that led my friends and I to harness the Elements of Harmony. “Why, just use your wings. What could be simpler?”
“I don’t have any—” I started to protest. My mouth hung open as I looked back and saw pegasus wings on my back. Not only that, but I was as large as the Princess was. My mane flowed in some omnipresent wind and sparkled like hers. I was an alicorn?!
Slowly, I unfurled my wings and began to strain, willing myself skyward with all my might. I underestimated my new appendages and not only stopped my descent, but ascended rapidly. The Princess, who had followed, chuckled. “Well, now that you have not falling under control, let's work on something just a little more challenging.”
I flushed, embarrassed at showing such panic in front of my mentor. “S-sure.”
Flying was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. Suddenly, Rainbow Dash's obsession made perfect sense. The feel of the air blowing through my mane and tail, the adrenaline of speed... this defied words. Princess Celestia and I flew higher and faster than most pegasi could ever dream of as I quickly mastered the basics of flight, grinning in spite of the panic I'd felt minutes ago. The rush of the air on my face and the pounding of my heart made me break out into a wider grin. After a few minutes, I was doing loops in the air without any problems while grinning like a madmare in delight and laughing.
“Why, Twilight, you seem to be picking this up rather quickly,” the Princess remarked, slowing so we could speak.
My powerful wings beating lazily at the air, I said sheepishly, “I read a few books on the subject, Princess. I was actually surprised the library had any books on flying.”
She gave me that sly grin again. “It is unusual, isn't it?” I got the creeping feeling that, once again, my mentor had been manipulating events from behind the scenes. I swallowed, wondering how long this particular plot had been in the making. “In any case,” she continued, “you seem to have mastered the basics rather quickly. Why don't you try something more complicated?”
“Like a Sonic Rainboom!” a voice chirped. I looked over, and Rainbow Dash had suddenly appeared next to me, eyeing my new wings with an almost hungry look on her face.
I stopped suddenly, fixing Rainbow Dash with a flat glare as I continued to hover. “Yes. I just learned how to fly, so clearly I'm ready to move on to something that most ponies only dream of.” My voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Psssh, yeah!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed as she and the Princess turned and joined me. “Princess Celestia thought that maybe I could help you a bit while she watched.” She gave the Princess a nervous look. “I mean, I'm awesome and all... but I'm probably not as good a teacher as she is, but I... uh...” A confused expression was plain on Rainbow Dash's face as her pride battled with her common sense.
Princess Celestia laughed. “Oh, go on. I'll be watching. Make me proud.”
Rainbow Dash solemnly gave her a salute with a hoof and started ascending. “Come on, Twilight! Ready to make history?”
Hastily, I caught up to her quick pace, my heart still jackhammering with excitement over the fresh thrill of flight. “What makes you think I can do a Sonic Rainboom when logically, I shouldn't even be flying?”
“Are you kidding me?!” she shouted over the rushing air. “Forget logic! I've been watching you study flying under the Princess, and you've done in a few minutes what it takes most pegasi years to master!”
I smirked. “Well, I did read several books on the subject.”
She groaned and rolled her eyes. “Urgh. Figures, you egghead. I... guess it actually worked though. Not that you'll ever be as cool as me, but you're definitely cooler now.” She turned her head and looked at me quizzically. “Have you been an alicorn this whole time?”
I shrugged as best I could while continuing to fly. I'm not sure if the gesture worked, judging by Rainbow's quirked eyebrow. “I'm as surprised as you are. Maybe a little more, really... Princess Celestia always said I was special, but I never dreamed she meant it quite like this. An alicorn... it's all so shocking to me. Maybe it existed as some sort of dormant trait, and my exposure to the Element of Magic awakened it?” I mused, trying to piece the strange events of the past twenty minutes or so together. Rainbow Dash tried to stifle a yawn as we continued to ascend. I chuckled.
We continued climbing until I could barely see Ponyville below. Rainbow Dash landed on a cloud and eagerly stared at the vast expanse of land below us. I felt dizzy as I stared down, hovering just beside her. I only recently became capable of flight. I might not be able to stand on clouds yet. I gulped loudly. Rainbow Dash, with a smirk on her face, asked, “So... you ready?”
I turned, shaking slightly as I hovered in the air. “I don't know, Rainbow Dash...”
Rainbow put a hoof to her face and flew up to where I was. She put a foreleg around my neck and cheered, “Come on! Just imagine if we can both pull it off at the same time! A double Sonic Rainboom! That's never been done, like, EVER!”
“A double rainbow...” I murmured. I glanced back at Rainbow Dash, my eyes burning with determination. “Okay! So... what do I have to do? What kind of elaborate maneuvers do you have to do to pull off a Sonic Rainboom?”
“Just go really really fast!” she shouted, more excitable than usual.
“Really? That's it?” I asked flatly.
An annoyed expression darkened her face. “You've always got to plan things out, don't you? Wellll...” she hesitated, then spoke very quickly, suddenly sounding like Fluttershy in one of the yellow pegasus's assertive moods. “There's a lot you probably should know about the G-forces you'll be enduring. Most pegasi couldn't take it, but I've been able to do sharp turns which put my body under a lot of strain and I was fine. Since you're an alicorn now, I suspect that the increased magic energy of your body, some of which is flowing to your wings, will strengthen you enough that you can withstand the stress from acceleration and freefall. There's also the whole 'breaking the sound barrier' thing, but eh. After all, if I can pull it off, an alicorn ought to be fine. My only concern is whether you're tough enough mentally to not chicken out in the middle because you'll overthink it, psyching yourself out.”
My mouth hung open, and I tried several times to start a sentence. “I... you... but... I... what?” I stammered flatly.
She giggled. “What, you think I don't think sometimes?” Without another word, she zoomed upwards into the sky, rocketing past the hot air balloon, then turned and began a sharp dive.
“Rainbow, wait!” I cried and took off after her. She already had a forehoof extended in front of her, and the sound barrier was starting to become visible around her. With a gulp, I summoned all the speed I could muster, just barely managing to keep pace with Rainbow. I extended both hooves in front of me, assuming more surface area meant less stress overall. I saw Rainbow give me a quick knowing look, and then she too stretched out her hooves, matching me. There's more to her than meets the eye.
I had no more time to think as we screamed toward the ground. Both of us dove forward with all we had, and despite my efforts to keep my mouth shut, I could feel my cheeks start to flap out and my eyes water. Gritting my teeth, I narrowed my eyes to try to protect them. If only I had some goggles! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rainbow shouting, but my focus and the rush of the air prevented me from hearing her. The barrier in front of me grew thicker, and I felt more and more resistance building in the air. Simultaneously, Rainbow and I broke through with two thunderous, booming cracks, and suddenly there was no resistance in the air: we were flying faster than I'd ever dreamed! Looking over at the multi-hued pegasus, I saw a giddy grin on her face that was no doubt matched by a similar expression on my own. We flew in formation, screaming over Ponyville, leaving twin rainbows in our wake. My trail was a bit darker than Rainbow's, and we wove in and out, creating a vortex of brilliant colors, our trails contrasting nicely. Together, the two blended to create a dazzling sight I had no words for. No normal rainbow could compare to the beautiful, harmonious prism of colors we'd left in our wake. Part of my mind screamed at me that I should be studying what effects performing this stunt was having on my body, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to in the excitement of the moment.
“We're doing it, Rainbow! We're really doing it!”
“Awwww yeah! This is what we can do when we work together!” she cried, spinning a quick loop around me as her grin widened further. “And now we-” she abruptly cut off, her mouth hanging open as she stared at the pegasus who joined us. She had a mane that almost resembled wildfire, and was wearing a Wonderbolts costume.
The fiery-haired pegasus grinned widely as she kept pace with us easily. “I thought I saw something amazing heading this way.”
I flew in silence for a moment, then exclaimed, “Oh! ...Spitfire, right? One of the Wonderbolts?”
“The one an-” she began to say.
“OMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSH!” Rainbow squeaked as she moved to the Wonderbolt's side.
They began talking in low, yet excited tones, and I turned my attention to the landscape. We'd left even Canterlot far behind, to my surprise, and at our breakneck speed, we had already reached the Northern Ocean. I relished the feel of the sea wind on my face as the three of us painted the skies with color. Suddenly, it occurred to me that Spitfire was somehow managing to keep up with us without performing a Sonic Rainboom, which made no sense. She suddenly vanished from the sky with a slight pop. Rainbow Dash shot me a glare. “You and your logic, Twilight. You're no fun,” she pouted, stopping suddenly on a cloud.
Marveling at how quickly turning could be done mid-Rainboom, I slowed to a stop and cautiously made my way back to her. “What did I do?” I asked, confused.
“You did that again,” an eternally calm voice spoke from behind me.
“P-Princess?” I whirled around in surprise. Princess Celestia hovered there, a disapproving look on her face.
“Oh, Twilight. You know your dedication to rationality is commendable, but every now and then you need to just enjoy the moment. Remember what you do, but don't ruin the moment.” She began to become less distinct, as though she was fading from existence. I looked on with horror as she faded out of sight.
Unfazed, Rainbow commented, “Huh. Well, that was weird.”
I turned. “How can you be calm at a time like this?! I don't understand what just happened!” I exclaimed frantically.
She sighed and sulked further. “You know, it's not easy being me. You don't listen to me enough. When we work together, we accomplish amazing things, but all too often, you can't put yourself in the moment. So I sit in my little corner, removed from the action, as you detach yourself and try to analyze everything. I never get to act in the passion of the moment, and anything that seems the least bit irrational is thrown out by you,” Rainbow Dash whined. Noting my look of bafflement, she grinned. “What, is your logic not working, Twi? Here, maybe seeing will be believing.” She gestured at the trail we'd left behind us.
My breath caught in my throat. A shimmering tunnel composed of more colors than I had realized existed led to this very spot. Imagine, ponies all over Equestria must be marveling at how beautiful it is... and it's all because we worked together. “I should really be writing this down,” I said to myself absently.
Rainbow Dash groaned, and as I looked back to her, she looked almost miserable. “You still don't understand? What did Celestia just tell you? Live in the moment, but record it later! If your focus is on recording what's going on around you, rather than fully participating in events, your memories are going to be 'oh yeah, I took a picture there' and 'oh yeah, I was writing about it there' NOT what actually happened.”
I shrank back a little. “You've... well... thought about this, huh? This seems a little... weird for you.”
She smirked. “No, but it wouldn't be weird for you, would it?”
Bewildered, I asked flatly, “What's that supposed to mean?”
She closed her eyes, and in moments, I was looking at myself in normal unicorn form, staring at me serenely yet smugly from a cloud. In my own voice, the figure said, “You know shoving away a part of yourself isn't healthy. Think it through. We're smart. I know you'll know what to do. Me, I'd rather just... fly here, until you need me. I need you to look at the future and analyze the past. Me? I focus on the present. I'll help you enjoy things, but only if you let me be a part of you. It gets lonely up here...” It sprouted sudden wings, and lazily flew off, doing slow rolls in the sky through the dissipating trail of rainbows, a warm, yet sad smile on its (my?) face.
A sudden blinding light shone, obscuring everything and making me yelp. I opened my eyes to find myself staring at my bedroom window, where the mid-morning sun shone through, unusually strong for a spring morning. Just a dream, I thought, dragging myself out of bed. I grabbed a brush with telekinesis and smoothed out my mane's bedhead, pondering the odd dream, and noting with a small twinge of disappointment that I hadn't woken up as an alicorn. There was meaning there. I know it. ...Perhaps I should write it all down while it's fresh in my mind so I can understand it later... I trotted over to my nightstand, pulling out the dream journal I'd been keeping for years. Its frayed cover, yellowed with age, made me smile as I thought of the many entries within its binder. Everything from my fillyhood nightmares to my fondest daydreams of adventures with my friends were written here. I flipped it open to the first empty page, grabbing a quill with my magic, and wrote, “Flying is”, then stopped. Is this something I really need to deconstruct? Or something I'll fail to remember?
With a slow smile creeping over my face, I put the journal away gently. I moved out to my room's balcony and focused as my horn glowed intensely. I heard a few ponies below gasp, noticing how much magic I was using. Welding my eyes shut, I thought my way through the particular spell I had in mind. My horn glowed ever brighter, and a few moments later, I collapsed on the balcony, panting from exertion. I felt the cool spring breeze blow over me, and its calm energy soothed me. I stood, somewhat shaky after pulling off such a difficult spell. I turned and looked at my back. It worked, I thought with no small degree of pride.
I spread the shimmering wings I'd given myself, alighted on the railing, and took off into the sky, feeling the sun warm me as I flew lazily above the town I called home, drinking in the feeling of the sweetness of the air and the pleasant sensations spreading through my body as I soared higher and higher. I smiled. You're not alone any more.
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looks interesting, ill add it to the list
the unimpressive person just impressed me....well maybe until you create more chapters and add to the story :D
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Sorry, I don't plan to add anything to it. It's finished.
I love stories like this.
You managed to do in a couple of pages what others do not over the course of several chapters, and in addition to that you didn't make it feel rushed.
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I'm trying to work toward such brevity in all my works, but have been failing constantly.
I remember reading this a few months back on EqD and its still good!
-Minty
I can relate to this.
Well done sir. *brohoof*
Twilight an Alicorn...EPIC!
really good stuff!
Very nice.
Well, huzzah. A flying fic with both Twilight and Rainbow Dash and there's *no* shipping. And I do believe I just wrote "Rainbow Dash".
Gorgeously written. But, hey, it's you.
If there's any fault to the story, it's that the "twas all a dream" trope is easily predictable. However, that doesn't friggin' matter, because it's not like the fact that it's a dream is some dominating exploit. It's a mechanic to show some really nifty insight to Twilight and her aspirations and her future dreamimajigs. I especially liked the early hint that it was a dream by having Twilight rationalize about Spitfire, and then characters and elements of the experience started becoming more ethereal. It makes me wanna watch Inception again, or wutnot.
If anything, this oneshot exemplifies your lurve for Twilight Sparkle. I assume she's your favorite pony. If it's not and it's Pinkie Pie, I'll forgive you.
More stories should be written in first-person, considering that most authors of the fandom aren't daring enough to pretend that they have hooves... or a uterus.
-SS&E
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This is probably better than either of my other fics, yeah. Twilight is my favorite pony, indeed, although Pinkie Pie rates pretty highly on my list.
It's funny; this was actually written for a fic challenge that just said "A pony has a dream." In two days, I whipped this up. To my frustration, I haven't been able to perform similar feats since.
Glad you liked it, Skirts.
What a nice story! I'll admit, I was a little disappointed when it turned out it was just a dream (even though you could see it was going that way), however the pay-off at the end made the disappointment worthwhile, if that makes sense... the dream felt like it had real meaning instead of just being a cop out. Made me want to go and watch Inception again as well
And yeah, Twilight as an alicorn was pretty awesome
nice introspective story, great job
Cool story bro
um okay that stoy was both weird and epic at the same time.
>A double Sonic Rainboom
ಠ_ಠ Double Sonic Rainboom all the way across the sky.
Fun story, but how can you write a description like that and not have shipping ;-;
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Because among my many interests, selfcest is not among them.
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Oh no, I didn't mean to imply anything like that. More of the fact that the description hints at shipping, which would be a very different story. Geez, even I have limits. >.>
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I think those famous shipping goggles of yours are on a little too tightly. The description only hints at the involvement of another character in Twilight's personal struggle, not shipping.
Well-written...I'd add more but I have to go.
Silver out!
I quite liked the way it suggests it is a dream from the very first sentence. In a way, knowing it is a dream that will end makes it all the more meaningful and beautiful... (... wait a minute...that seems kinda profound...)
It can be taken either that Dash is a love interest or (and this is the notion I'm subscribing to) being the spontaneity she is, naturally becomes the equinopomorphic personification of Twilight's own repressed need for immersion. (Read : Dash is cool, we should all emulate her)
I especially liked the bit where she was flying.
I quite liked the way it suggests it is a dream from the very first sentence. In a way, knowing it is a dream that will end makes it all the more meaningful and beautiful... (... wait a minute...that seems kinda profound...)
It can be taken either that Dash is a love interest or (and this is the notion I'm subscribing to) being the spontaneity she is, naturally becomes the equinopomorphic personification of Twilight's own repressed need for immersion. (Read : Dash is cool, we should all emulate her)
I especially liked the bit where she was flying.
Lovely. Perfectly descriptive with moments ranging from intense action to tender emotion, and a delightful ending sweeter and softer than gossamer and morning dew. Thank you, Vimbert. I hope I, too, can learn to fly.
I'm glad this was mentioned in the comments of your recent blog, this is a great story.
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It was the first story I wrote for the fandom, and it remains some of my favorite work.
Awesome!
Well thought through, and very well written.
Finally got to reading this (picking away at my read-later backlog) and... not bad.
Not a favorite, but worth adding your other fics to the read-later... aw, shit.
I seem to recall last Thursday (was it Thursday? *checks*) last Thursday I said something along the lines of 'taking a (precautious) look at your other stories would have to wait until the weekend,' and it is now Monday. "Why?" you ask. It's because one thing you can count on me for it's that you can never count on me to get anything done by the time I say I'll have it done. And no, indulging in a reckless binge of Zero Punctuation reviews like a fat kid in a warehouse full of Cheetos repeating to myself "just one more..." was not the only reason for the delay; nothing eats up the time like feeling like a worthless f
cking idiot over not being able to learn how to play Jesper's part on 'Reroute to Remain' completely by my semi tone-deaf ears.
And speaking of Zero Punctuation, forgive me in advance if the mannerisms of a hyper-critical machine gun that fires a thousand rounds of sarcasm a minute worms it's way into my syntax like the neighbor's dog sneaking through that hole in the fence to hump the family pet... or your leg. So excuse me while I try to beat the cynically snippy part of me that spawns from my 1/16th British genetics back into submission with a cricket bat.
So jumping straight into this, we have a fairly well written part with Twilight falling, then.. wha- she's got wings? No; full on alicorn princess bull sh
t? Now she's pulling off things that should be honest-to-goddess impossible for a first time flyer like we're in the matrix and somepony downloaded the complete instruction manual into her head? Now Rainbow Dash just shows up and they're going to pull off a Sonic Rainboom? I.. what the- PULL IN THE REINS THERE, KID; YOU'RE ABOUT TO LET SILVER LOOSE. We've already hit three of the major My Little Pony fan fiction stereotypes, and we're not even a thousand words in!
Speaking of which, have I actually gotten an explanation for any of this yet? Because with all of these banal cliches being flung at my face, I'm going to add one more to the list and take the Dallas/Super Mario Bros. 2 route (and not one that would have us redirect through remains) and say; "It was all a dream."
I f
cking called it.
Now, to be fair, the part at the very end is actually rather brilliant, what with the revelation that Twilight's experiences with both her projections of Princess Celestia and especially Rainbow Dash were actually devices for some introspective analysis on the adorkable bookworm's part. So good in fact that it partially makes up for the sod I have to sludge through to get to it. Even with what little I've seen of your work, I'm starting to think that you've got enough fridge brilliance under your belt that it all has to be stored in a walk-in freezer.
I will give you props for having such an intelligent way to wrap everything up at the end, but overall I'd have to say that this story feels awfully generic. It's got some clever bits that put a spice of freshness into some of the most bland things that can be written about in pony fandom, but you can't really slap pickles onto a serving of mousse and not have such conflicting tastes oppose each other. A stereotypical set-up of Twilight becoming an alicorn and performing aerial maneuvers that would leave Amelia Earheart rolling over in her watery grave only to find out it was just a dream is exactly that; stereotypical. But to give you credit, it's readable enough, and as Short Skirts and Explosions pointed out, at least you don't have Rainbow and Twilight hooking up afterwords or just committing to a bout of wild sex at terminal velocity... but it could be also looked at as disheartening that this story goes to such places that the discussion of 'at least you didn't do that' gets brought up.
And the whole thing with it being a dream reminds me of something that Brad Bird (a name that if you have to Google I should wallop you with a crate stuffed with Pixar DVDs containing curiously disproportionate numbers of Ratatouille and The Incredibles with a copy of Mission Impossible 4 thrown it for the hell of it) about how much he generally disliked dream sequences. Because in his own (paraphrased) words it's about as certain that it'll be far too obvious that the character is in a dream as it is they'll inevitably wake up with an over-dramatic gasp... one reason why I hated, hated, Hated, HATED, F
CKING HATED that ungodly sickening atrocity of an NBC series (and that's saying something), Medium.
Medium... A program so bad, that they don't even show reruns of it on Lifetime anymore. A show so awful that if I was put into a room without any objects that I could use to kill myself with before giving the ultimatum of either having to read 'Twilight, Revised' again or watch Medium, and I would actually go with the Nightmare Moon approved mind f
ck rape train, because at least that aberration is well written, albeit so horrifying and morally derogatory that doing so makes me think "this is another one of those awkward sins that Jesus Christ bled and died for." And at least then I could go through it with a fine-toothed comb and point out every typo I claimed the story had like it was a capital offense.
But I digress.
That, however, is certainly NOT to say that dream sequences can't be well done. (Inception, anyone?) And this is still Emmy-worthy compared to that smoothie of steaming sh
t formerly staring Patricia Arquette, but I'm still not going to let it off scotch free. The dream is riddled with stereotypical plot points and way too obviously a dream too early on because it's riddled with too many stereotypes that could only be explained if it was taking place in a dream. In a bit a constructive criticism (I know; "Finally..." right?), I think this story could've been vastly improved and incalculably better without the cliches breaking my suspension of disbelief worse than Pinkie Pie high off her tw
t on shrooms, and all it would've taken would be a few minor adjustments and slight toning down to not making so obvious we're dancing around in Twilight's night visions. Like if Twilight's wings showed up after the projection of Celestia cast a spell to give them to her, and if it has just been wings without her becoming a f
cking full grown horse-pegasus-unicorn... thing (That part was pointless, by the way.). And had the stunts she and Rainbow Dash thereafter performed been a little more feasible, it would have had just as much if not more impact that jumping straight to one of the most used (and abused) spectacles in the pegasus flight book... even if it had meant sacrificing the opportunity to fit in a meme joke.
... And after she gained the ability to fly, shouldn't Twilight, for the sake of her friend's assurance, flown back up to Spike and have been all like; "Dun wry; its k."?
That's just my opinion, but those little changes could've made this from 'meh' to 'that was actually pretty good.' And I hope that I'm not coming across as being too blunt; I actually did take into consideration that this is your first fic, that it probably isn't as good as your others and that you've probably already learned through experience everything that I've had to say. But I still said it anyway. Because I saw an opportunity to leave a comment longer than entire short fics, and I took it.
And the title makes me think of Tom Petty.
....
It just now occurred to me after I just wailed on your story that the story we're writing has a cover image of Twilight with wear like a princess's and her own set of wings, and that out of the fifteen planned chapters, fourteen of them have some sort of dream sequence in them...
Crawls back into my hole....
- Christian 'I'm wearing a Santa hat' Harisay
YOU SHOULD SUE HASBRO FOR STEEL UR DONUTS :(
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Wut.
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they totally ripped twilicorn off you D:
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Alicorn Twilight was already a tired fandom cliche when I wrote this two years ago.
Reading this, I honestly thought some sort of shipping fic. But I was wrong, and expected the wrong kind of love.
I couldn't tell this was a dream. Characters are usually out of character during dream sequences, but it was nice to see a normal Dash and Tia personality. Celestia giving Twilight wings? I thought nothing of it until I read a bit more. I think the pace was quickened, even through the vast amount of Twi's books, she couldn't of learned how to fly without a decent bit of physical practise and performance. I really thought Dash was a little over excited for the Sonic Rainboom.
Dash could be a little ooc for she wouldn't just go and teach her special trick that earned her a cutie mark to anyone. Even a princess knowing her stubborn self. But the colour detail was nice and Spitfire and Dash's reaction was perfect. I thought that Spitfire was a little odd, but as I know it's a dream, anything could happen. Twilight is comfortable here, but then she woke up.
If any unicorn could give themselves wings, the world would be a quarter percent alicorn I think. Maybe Celestia could have done something about that? Overall, it was a nicely written story and I thought the chemistry (non-romantic) was wonderful with Rainbow and Twilight. Wonderful job Vincent
Things felt amiss very quickly in this story. The pacing was incredibly off near the beginning. I assumed it was due to bad writing, but was soon provided with a more suitable (and satisfying) explanation for everything, so you did a good job on that front. I liked how Rainbow Dash embodied Twilight's adventurous spirit (or something to that effect), given that season 1 Twilight was so anti-interaction.
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Well, Twilight having a special talent for magic probably lets her use spells most others can't, but as far as I remember the Dew Wings spell was readily available in the library. Any unicorn with enough stamina could probably cast it. There really should be more winged unicorns flying about, huh?