Chapter 5
It was early morning, the sun having just risen over the horizon as we trotted down the dirt path dotted with houses at odd intervals. I could see the town down the road, peaceful and quiet, most of the ponies probably still warm in their beds. My eyes traced the houses we passed. Their thatched roofs, unique shapes, and beautiful gardens like nothing I'd seen before. This truly was a beautiful place.
After I woke up yesterday, the doctors talked over everything with me, the amnesia, the complications. I still didn’t quite understand it all. But since I was in good health besides that, a few more basic tests and I was cleared to go.
I frowned. It felt like everything was moving too fast. One minute I wake up with no idea of who or where I am, and the next they’re shoving me out the door. I sighed and looked up at the clear sky. It was colored with the hues of the sunrise, a couple of wispy clouds in view. I just felt wrong. Like something was missing. And I guess without my memories, something was.
I kept quiet as I walked, taking everything in. Ms. Dash had volunteered to show me around the town, all her other friends had their own business to attend to, so it was just the two of us. Slowly, we passed more and more houses with shops beginning to crop up.
I heard the sound of moving water and turned my head forward. A stream flowed through the town cutting through the park just ahead of us. We headed toward a bridge over the stream, and as we passed over it, a slight breeze blew by. Pausing I breathed in the fresh air and sighed. It was good clean air. It felt good. I frowned again.
I turned forward again and saw Ms. Dash. She had an odd look on her face, as though she was in pain, but then it was gone in an instant. “Ms. Dash, are you okay?”
“What? Oh, ya. I'm fine. I uh... just smelled something funny.” She rubbed her head, and started walking again.
We left the park and entered the other side of town. The buildings got larger, each one vying for my attention. I saw a round, two story building with stunning dresses on display. I saw a building that was shaped like a huge jesters hat. When I asked Ms. Dash what it was, she told me it was the local joke shop. But none could compare to the bakery. It's brown walls looked like gingerbread, all of it's corners decked out in a fake frosting. And the smell, the smell of cupcakes cooking, the aroma of freshly baked bread, and that of the pie resting on the windowsill to cool. It was like a dream. My stomach rumbled.
Ms. Dash looked over to me. “Hungry? I'll be right back.” She trotted over to an alley next to the bakery and knocked on it's back door. She held a quick conversation with the baker, a tall yellow stallion, and gave him a few bits. He went back inside and came out with a bag which he gave to her. He spotted me and waved. I waved back. I must have known him before...
I sighed. Nothing. There was just an empty space where the memories should’ve been.
I looked up and saw Ms. Dash coming back towards me. I glanced back at the bakery and saw the baker looking towards me. He was chewing his lip and frowning. When he realized I saw him he turned away and shut the door.
“Cinnamon rolls on me!” Ms. Dash said, heading towards the tables outside a nearby cafe. We sat down and she took out the food. I levitated a fork and took a bite. It was incredible. The pastry was warm, the gooey center even more so, and it had just the perfect amount of frosting on top. Swallowing, I looked over towards Ms. Dash to thank her for the food. She was sitting there, staring at the cinnamon roll, holding her fork in a quivering hoof. She shook her head and stabbed the offending roll, digging in.
“Thank you very much, this is delicious!” She turned towards me and smiled.
“Ya, the Cakes make the best rolls around.”
I looked back towards the bakery. “So then that stallion you talked to was Mr. Cake?”
“Mhh-hm!” She replied, her mouth stuffed.
We finished our breakfast and headed on through the town. Ponies were starting their day, coming out on to their doorsteps to fetch their morning paper, cup of coffee in hoof. Ms. Dash began to walk a little faster. I followed suit. After a few more minutes, we stopped.
“Well, here we are!” I looked at the building she pointed to. One of the larger buildings around, It was a tree, converted into a building. Its sign read, The Golden Oaks Library.
“A library?”
She chuckled at my confusion, “Yes, but more importantly, your home. Come on in.”
My home? My brow furrowed and I frowned. I slowly entered after her. It was dark inside, the curtains hanging over the windows closed. I couldn’t see a thing. Still, I smelled the books. The aged ones, the new ones. I took a deep breath in. There was also something else there. Something familiar that made me feel like I belonged there. It was the best smell in the world, but I couldn't quite identify it. I loved that smell.
“Just let me get the curtains.” Ms. Dash said, moving past me, the door swinging shut behind us. With a flourish, the curtains opened and the sunlight lit the room up. All around were mahogany shelves chock to the brim with books. There was a desk over on one side, right below a window, and there was a table in the center of the room. There was a stairway on one side of the room, leading up to a small balcony that split off into a hallway and more shelves. There was a doorway on this level too. Through it, a small kitchen and another doorway were visible.
I moved forward, ever so carefully, as if it were all a dream and the slightest disturbance would wake me up.
“I'll be right back. There's someone who should see you, but needs to know about the uh... Ya know.” I nodded, and Ms. Dash walked on up the stairs and down the hallway.
I walked over to one of the bookshelves and ran my hoof along the books reading their titles. I stopped on one. Daring Do and the Quest for the Sapphire Stone. I pulled it from the shelf and leafed through it. It looked like a good read. I placed the book on a table and sat down. I closed my eyes and breathed. It was perfect.
I opened my eyes and looked around the room.
It was perfect.
A tear rolled down my cheek.
It was so perfect, so right.
And yet.
I cried.
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Sorry for the delay, chapters should be faster from now on!
So glad that his has been updated.
And also great so far
You're Welcome Subsolar Drift.
Will be watching for more
better late then never. Keep up the good work
I just finished a paper for my universty class that had been stressing me out even now is stresses me out. I read this? Forget stress, my feels are feeling feely.
Thanks boss!
I have never cried to a fic but this one might do it.
Twilight needs a hug.
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Interesting choice, changing the point of view character when writing in first person!
This.. is beautiful, this... is depressing
Depressing? THIS IS FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS!
Right in them feels
Beautiful.
*pokes feels* ow....
1693624 This is SHORT.
Longer chapters please.
*gets emailed about an update* what we lose da hell is that? * reads the first chapter* OH RIGHT! THAT DAMN GOOD FANFIC THATS DEPRESSING AS HELL! keep up the good work man cant wait to see where you take this
Well that was a fast read. Anyways, it's finally back.
Nice shift of view point. Will be interesting and different to see it from Twi's view now that she doesn't have any memories.
Can also see through that how hard this is on
Will be watching for more
Needs more feels. I am barely getting any.
1693103 if there not I WILL!…ask you polietly to write a tinsey bit faster…if thats ok with you
man this is soo good but so sad!!
Daaaamn... poor Twilight, right at the end there.
I'm so glad this got updated. Moar soon pls
Damnit, I don't have time for all these feels!
Oh my gosh feels.
Twilight.
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Me.
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Love it
Hm, very good! I'd love to see more chapters, hopefully more common...
Although, I'm waiting to see when Celestia comes into the picture, surely she'd have been worried about her prized pupil being in a coma for months...
Did the
incompetentnice doctor ever give an actual diagnoses? I can't remember.1693114>>1697212>>1695379>>1695145>>1694583>>1694207>>1693177 Ya, sorry about the delay, life hates me sometimes. Also sorry for the short chapter length, but I knew what I was going to write about for the chapter and I needed a shorter chapter to get back into the groove. But worry not, I already have my plans for the next two chapters and work begins tonight. They will be out faster and will be longer than the last one!
1698332 This will be addressed.
1697212 As will this.
1696705 Please don't.
1693482 1694660 The shift in perspective was something I really wanted to write. I wanted the best way to see how both Twi and Dash felt, but I wanted to make it more personal to the characters rather than leaving it with a third person.
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1693181>>1697836>>1697142>>1695773>>1695275>>1694067>>1695825>>1693741>>1693697>>1693624>>1693339>>1693350 Glad that you're all enjoying it!
1694932 Good to know. I'm a little rusty, hopefully you enjoy the next chapter more.
1695330 The end was the most fun to write. I actually had something completely different there, but then my editor made a suggestion and I came up with that. I personally love it.
1695330 Wow, I just realized that you wrote the Xenophile's Guide to Equestria! I love that so much. I hope my story is a tenth as good as yours!
1698494 don't rush it. Take your time
1698507 You write wonderfully, there's no point comparing.
Did I just get cliffhanger'd? FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU!
Disappointed that it was kind of short, but hey, a short chapter is better than an abandoned story.
I like the change to Twilight in 1st Person (Pony?). Threw me for a loop for just a moment, but you pulled it off well. Your descriptions are vivid, which I'm grateful. I need to be more descriptive in my own stories, and am glad to find a good example. Thanks!
It's interesting following the story from the amnesia afflicted Twilight's perspective. I wonder if the stress of alien familiarity couldn't have been more... detailed? Since I haven't read many stories or other medium about Amnesia I can't really explain it well.
Eagerly anticipating more.
1698507 I just read all 5 chapters. Please keep updating, this is an excellent story. This is just... wow. I will say that i'm really glad twi didn't die. For a while there I thought she might. I'm not gonna lie, I had my quiznos napkins out, wiping the saline leaking from my eyes. I'm glad things got better though. Its still sad that twilight is memory-less, but dash seems to be more-or-less handling it. Pony w/ amnesia being helped by her friend > pony in coma kicking the bucket. I'm really glad that it seems things are getting beter, afterall, twidash is my favorite shipping, and twilight may just be best pony. I gotta feel for that purple mare, that amnesia must suck. Oh shi*, i'm ranting. Just wanted to let you know you've got an awesome story.
I consider it very sad when a chapter that has been delayed for months is given out... and it takes me longer to read the first 20comments. And they weren´t even that long. Dude, seriously, this has got potential, but... really? Only 1k words after so much time? I´m probably impossible to get to cry over a screen of feels of any kind, but I´ve seen stuff that has got me close to that. This fic had just started to even gaze upon my feels and... you disappear. I had actually forgotten about the fic completely, and only remembered about it when I thought about that other fic from Twilightclopple that is so very similar (and got me very feely alright). This just doesn´t do man, please do moar so that I can ask for moar from feel starvation, and not from disappointment.
1716469 I'm already writing the next chapter. I'm not leaving it long without an update. The length will also be improved.
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Thanks, then.
Just read the 5 chapters and let me you.... Manly tears have been shed.
1737583 Why thank you
That's heartbreaking. And Dash is gonna keep going through more situations like this.
My feels at this chapters ending.
I feel like I understand why she's crying. Some part of her must know she's missing something important and yearns to remember it.
I have a saying that I made up about memories. "Memories are never truly forgotten." Some part of you will remember, whether it's your body, mind or spirit/soul. It's in there somewhere, etched into your being.
But that's just my optimistic take on memories.
I like this though, good job!
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A wise old woman once said "Once you've met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for the memories to return."
If you get that quote not only are you awesome but I will give you a cuddle.
6252780 Spirited away.
And a love like that? Friends like she had? Somewhere deep inside she'll always know. Even if she never recovers her memories in complete, There will always be those feelings, A desire to laugh around pinkie, An inexplicable trust for AJ, a nagging feeling that Rarity will always be willing to do a favour for her, Or to turn to Fluttershy when she needs comfort. And Dash, Her smile, her voice, her scent, Each and every one of them would be like having a word on teh tip of your tongue but being unable to say it. It would all be right there, all the time, but she just couldn't put her 'Hoof' on it.
Poor dash & twi