Finding Herself

by Lunar Spice


"Who Am I?"

Darkness.

She pricked her ears, straining to hear anything through the oppressive dark. Nothing. She was alone, with no idea where she was.

This… doesn’t make any sense. Shouldn’t there be ground and sky? Where is everypony?

She tried to remember what had happened to her, but came up blank. How did I get here?

Next, she tried to remember anypony she was with. Maybe a familiar face would trigger the memory of what happened. Nothing. She tried again, desperately searching her memories for family, friends, even neighbors, but came up short.

In one last desperate attempt to keep her sanity, she thought about who she was. Who she had been up to this point was just a shadow, something intangible that vanished as soon as she caught up to it.

Who am I? She thought, nearly panicking. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, when she heard something.

“…wake up…”

The voice was muddled and hard to understand, but it sounded like it was saying-

“Wake up…”

She was asleep? Well, that certainly would explain the whole nothingness, but she still couldn’t remember anything. She prayed to whatever deity looked over her that this entire thing was just a nightmare.

“Wake up!”

But how? How do I just wake up? I haven’t done this before! At least, I don’t think I have.

“Wake up!”

“Wake up!”