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// 2. From the private journals of Dr. H. D. Charm; written spring 1377. 
// Story: Silver Eyes and Rainy Skies 
// by Roadie 
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	From the private journals of Dr. H. D. Charm; written spring 1377.

Ponyville does not, so far, seem to be the madhouse my colleagues would like to claim it as. It is, in every way I can tell, a perfectly charming little town that seems remarkably genuine to itself despite being well within spitting distance of Canterlot tourists.

It's a friendly place, too. Within only minutes of getting off the train I was being greeted by a fast-talking pink pony I presume is the "Pinkie Pie" that Dr. Watts that told me about before boarding the express train from Canterlot to Stalliongrad. I don't understand why he seemed so distressed. While I'll admit this pony's urgency in greeting me made her a bit incomprehensible, there was nothing offensive about her.

Finding a hotel room was easy enough. I lost track of that pink pony somewhere on the way there, presumably once she'd had her fill of saying hello. With a room secured and my luggage put away, I proceeded to the hospital to greet my new colleagues.

Officially, I wasn't due to start work for a few days. Circumstances have accelerated that somewhat. Almost immediately after being shown my new office I was asked to help with a very unusual new case. I had hoped to spend the day learning more of the town and looking at available properties for rent, but I agreed upon hearing that it was a case almost entirely within my wheelhouse.

Apparently late last night the Ponyville Hospital intake handled a foal, unicorn, male, who had originally stated himself as amnesiac, but later began professing an unusual delusion in which he claims to actually be a creature from a different dimension or world who has somehow gained the body of an Equestrian colt. My interview with the colt showed this delusion as far deeper than just a surface fancy.

To be honest about it, the entire situation with this colt is awkward at best. There's no sign of his parents nor of any guardian, and while he can't be allowed to leave on his own, he's far more suited for outpatient care than the kind of round-the-clock treatment and observation that the hospital's psychiatric wing is intended for. After speaking with Nurse Redheart, the hospital's administration will be on the lookout for a suitable caregiver.

I  already suspect I may become the colt's secondary point of contact or even personal therapist, should he remain in Ponyville. Putting aside his delusion, he seems to be precisely the sort of colt that prefers not to be treated as one, and at least so far he has shown enough good-natured composure that I see no harm in playing along. With the staff at the hospital he seemed supicious at best despite cooperating with them. With me, though, he's frankly a better patient so far than many of the adult ponies I've had. He did ask The Question, but they all do that. I don't understand why the idea of a pegasus psychiatrist is so hard for other ponies to process.

After the impromptu patient interview, I took the time to follow up on a few leads on homes to rent. To my surprise, the ponies of Ponyville seem far more receptive to the idea of a pegasus living on the ground than the property owners I've dealt with in Canterlot—though, for some reason I don't understand, a few of them asked if I knew a pegasus named "Fluttershy". The name seems familiar somehow, though I don't think I've ever really heard of her. Is she some kind of local celebrity?

The pink pony made her reappearance on the way back to the hotel. I still didn't understand quite what she was talking about—the word "party" stood out a few times, but she vanished again before I got back to my room.

On the to-do list for tomorrow:
- check in on the colt again (note to self: pick up books from library? he seemed rather bored)
- finalize on a rented home (must have private study, separation of living and work areas)
- find an interpreter for the pink pony, if she shows up again
- very important! find Neighponese restaurant