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// Entry 3: On the terrors of Rainfall 
// Story: Bound Elemental 
// by Kendallonian 
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It rained last night.

It was… terrifying.

Ponies don’t quite have the same relationship with water that I do. They drink it occasionally to stay alive. Sometimes they swim in it. Sometimes they get carried away and drown in it. I avoid it like the plague of existence that it is.

I don’t need to tell you that water and fire don’t mix, right? Suffice it to say I was fine… mostly. I was mildly creeped out by the patter of rain on the windows, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle.

I was on the floor with my hooves wrapped over my head when Twilight came to check on me.

I expected her to give a laugh at how hilarious I must’ve looked; cowering from something ponies must consider so mundane. I was ashamed and humiliated, but not enough to overpower my fear. I continued quivering on the floor. Bits of napalm dripped from my eyes and evaporated on the floor; I think Twilight called them tears later.

I was entirely surprised when I felt a hoof on my shoulder.

Physical contact is… a new thing for me. Sure, I’d occasionally brush past other elementals in the plane of fire, but that was never supposed to mean anything, and, being ephemeral, it wasn’t exactly the same anyway. My shoulder is still feeling tingly now, just thinking about it. Is that a bad sign? Should I go see some sort of elemental doctor? I guess Twilight might be the closest thing there is in that case.

After a bit of her just standing there, she sat down next to me. Her right wing was spread over my head, like an umbrella. I still don’t understand why she did any of it, but…

Twilight? If you’re reading this… It helped.  I’m sorry for burning your fur when I went in for that hug. It was… involuntary.

What do you mean ‘the hug or the burning?’

I gotta get out of here before I go completely soft; these ponies are going to be the death of me.