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Chapter 7: The Accident
I woke and ate breakfast feeling very content. In fact, I had made Pumpkin Muffins for breakfast rather than eating my usual oatmeal. I had all the reason in the world to be happy, I had made a breakthrough that could benefit all ponykind. I wanted to fly again, as soon as possible. I can certainly understand now why most of the pegasi I’ve met gloat about how they can fly. I couldn’t wait to fly again today.
I remembered my error from yesterday and decided to grab my winter coat and scarf before I left. My coat was a dark brown pea-coat, and the scarf was a light grey. I donned the attire and made sure it was all on straight in the mirror. I took a moment to take in my appearance. The coat, scarf and goggles all together made me look very similar to the protagonist of a fictional story I read when I was a school-foal in Trottingham. I chuckled at the thought that I was emulating him.
I strapped the Icarus onto my back and prepared to hike to the mountain’s peak. As I walked I pondered on the route I would fly. I intended to fly over Ponyville and loop around when I got to Cloudsdale. Yes, that seemed like a perfectly good route to test the limits of the machine. I knew I could fly but I needed to know if I could use the Icarus for actual travel beyond Ponyville.
This time I knew to begin my run at the other end of the peak to build up enough speed to achieve lift off before actually reaching the edge of the cliff. The adrenaline was already beginning to pump through my veins as I began to run and start the engine. The Icarus took off without any complication as the face of the cliff shrank behind me. The feeling of freedom and joy I had during my first flight returned undiminished. My mind was rushing through so many different feelings “So this is what it’s like to be pegasus” I thought out loud as I went skyward. Rarely do I speak to myself, but I couldn’t resist.
I soon got to Ponyville and realized that I must look very strange to any ponies that happened to be looking up at the moment. I can only imagine what those three fillies who work in the flower shop would say if they saw me “Oh my Celestia! a flying demon is coming to destroy us all! The Horror! THE HORROR!” I couldn’t contain my laughter, as I heard those exact words from below. Soon I had passed all of Ponyville. The mighty mountain, upon which Canterlot was built, lay to my right, the Everfree Forest on my left.
Cloudsdale came in to view. the massive city was a beautiful place. I had never seen in person, merely depicted on maps in atlases. I began turning the craft as I reached the city limits and began to circle the city to make a U-turn back towards Ponyville. I passed by the weather factory with all its machinery clanking within. I thought it might be nice to visit, but I remembered that while the Icarus allows me to fly, it does not allow me to walk on clouds and I didn’t know the spell that could grant me that ability.
Ponyville was again in my sights within the hour, I saw something moving to my left. I turned my head and saw a maroon coated pegasus falling from a cloud. As I got closer I saw that it was mare and quickly gathered speed. She looked unconscious. she wouldn’t be able to stop her fall. I turned the Icarus left and picked up speed, I was going to try and catch her, I didn’t know how, but I was going to try.
I got closer and closer until I was within just beneath her, but I had timed it wrong, she hit the left wing and it tore off and I began to plummet to the Earth below! I tried to level out but the controls had become useless. I released them and grabbed the mare’s hoof in my own. I was trying desperately to slow our descent. Thinking quickly I tore off the remaining wing with my magic and loosened the harness connecting me to the Icarus, tearing off a few of the leather straps as I did so. I freed myself from the broken machine and let it go. I was going to make use the wing an as makeshift parachute. I spotted a low flying cloud and threw the mare to it hoping that she would land on it.
I held the wing over my head hoping it would catch the wind, I had begun to slow down, but I knew it wouldn’t be enough. I was too close to the ground. I wouldn’t get out of this uninjured.” Well, there are worse way to go.” I thought dryly, it was my last rational thought. When I hit I hit the ground, I heard some things snap and felt excruciating pain. I saw a blurry maroon hoof before I blacked out.