Sometimes, when Scootaloo feels sad, she looks to the sky for hope. For inspiration. For assurance. She looks up to her future, to her dreams, and to everything else she holds dear. She looks up, because up in the sky, the possibilities are endless.

But for a filly that can't yet fly, what comfort could the realm of the clouds offer her in the here-and-now?

Co-written with ScootaWriter. Art used for the cover is by the wonderful tsurime.

In the realm of dreams, the gentle embrace of wonderland and the wide expanse of imagination offer limitless opportunities for a young filly's mind. Thoughts and ideas spring to life and die in an instant; but the dream goes on.

On and on, like a fantasy.

A short, experimental fic. Co-written with ScootaWriter.