"How do I know you're real Fluttershy?"

Discord struggles with accepting reality when four of his senses have been stunted for so long.

Discord is being plagued by a bad dream. Who can help him unravel the labyrinth of his ancient and confused mind? Sometimes help can come from the least likely places.

During a rainstorm, Discord tells Fluttershy about the time he found some rather boring looking islands. At least they were boring looking until he decided to make them a tad more interesting.

Can be read as something that happens after the story Wanderlust or just as a standalone story. The choice is yours. The name of the story came from my friend Sam who had me slapping my forehead because I missed out on an excellent ponified name for a geographical location. So I guess this story is dedicated to him.

Art is mine.