It had been like this for the last 3 days, just relentless, torrential, unending rain, wind and cold. I've been stuck inside wrapped up in thick layers keeping warm for the last 3 days just mindlessly gaming, browsing Facebook, watching YouTube, and anything else that piques my otherwise uninterested mind. The only solace I had in this storm was watching My Little Pony Friendship is Magic, that always cheered me up. I especially liked the beginning Season 1 episodes; Mare in the Moon Part 1 & 2 and episode 4 of season 2 Luna Eclipsed, because they had Princess Luna in them. She has always been my favourite pony as long as I can remember.
I look at the local weather for the millionth time today. There's supposed to be a little break in the weather, so I'm hoping to get at least some work.
The day drags on, only getting up from my desk to make some lunch and have a shower. Hoping to kill more time, I sharpen the blades on my knife collection, browse more Facebook, watch more YouTube. But it's cartoon ponies so it isn't all that bad! This goes on for what feels like days, and when I look at my clock it's 10:30pm. I'm too tired and exhausted from doing literally nothing all day I decide to head to bed early.
I wake up to a text message from my boss received at 8:30am asking if I want to squeeze in some work just doing some prep because everyone else "can't make it" due to the weather. I get up, put on my kitchen garb, don my hat, followed by my jersey, trenchcoat and backpack to put everything in when not working. I begin my hour and a half long trek over the hill and around the bay.
As the walk proceeds along the footpath opposite some of the smaller, more rocky beaches that dot the area around the bay towards work, I come across an old boat shed. You have to know where to look otherwise you'll go right past it. It's on 4x4inch stilts to keep it above the sea water, but they're not doing much good considering the massive waves. I stand and watch as the waves pound the shed for a few minutes, then my jaw hits the ground as a powerful wave rolls in and rips the stairs off the shed. Enough of this spectacle, I need to leave before I become the next thing washed away in the tide!
Arriving at work, I take all the layers off, stuffing it into the bag and slide it in the garage out of the way. Today goes by so slow, so painfully slow. I clean and wipe everything imaginable since there is a lot of down time, but it's not wasted. Even my boss admits everything looks cleaner than usual. There's not much time to clean everything when it's busier during the day.
I finish mopping and sweeping, write down my hours, put all my rain-proof clothing on and start trudging home. I listen to the radio for a bit distraction from the rain. "WARNING, THUNDERSTORMS PREDICTED FOR THIS EVENING PLEASE STAY INDOORS IF POSSIBLE". Bloody hell that was loud! I had only put in the earphones and turned on the damned thing and it shouts that into my ears.
Hands in my pockets, I begin walking, looking down at the ground so the brim of my hat keeps the rain off my face and glasses. There's static on the radio and it cuts out for a moment as I catch a glimpse of a bright flash of white and blue light followed by a deafening bang.
"Holy shit, was that lightning!?" I decide to put the earphones away. I continue on, and as I approach the same boat shed from before, I see something new. A great big gaping hole in the side of the shed. That must be where the lightning hit. Carefully walking down the rocks and onto the beach to the shed and peering inside. It's quite dark, so I pull myself up inside. At least it's shelter from the rain, let's just text someone for a ride, hopefully someone is free to pick me up.
I lean back against the broken wooden wall, another flash of blue emanates from outside, momentarily lighting up the whole inside of the shed from the hole in the wall. Wait, what was that!? My peripheral vision caught something laying on the wood on the opposite end of the room. Another lightning flash and it was lit up again, getting a better view from staring at the same spot.
No... it can't be! I pull out my phone and turn on the screen, weakly lighting up whatever it was at the end of the room. I stare at it in disbelief. I drop the phone and stumble back. No, it can't be! I crawl back to the other end of the room and start hyperventilating in disbelief, leaving my phone in the middle of the room. About 5 minutes goes by and it lights up, beeping to life as I get a message saying my ride will be about 20 minutes. I'm not in a rush to go anywhere!
It also lights up what appears to be of the legs of the creature. It screams out loud from the noise of the phone. I slowly inch forward, removing my jersey and draping it over the tiny thing. It struggles out of fear. "Shhh, shhh, it'll be OK." My words seemed to make... whatever this... is relax a bit. Wrapping it carefully in the jersey, I pick it up and place the little bundle in my lap. This... this thing. How can it even exist, why is it even here!?!?
I see my ride stop on the road opposite the boat shed. Carefully stuffing the now sleeping thing under my jacket and coat I carefully go to to the car, being mindful of the bundle under my jacket. It's OK, all the clothes make me look big, so a smaller bundle won't be noticed.
The drive home takes 5 minutes, as opposed to the hour and a half walking. I get inside and close the bedroom door, carefully removing the still sleeping thing from under my jacket, and place it on the bed, then take off all my wet clothes and put on warm ones. Turning to the jersey, I start to unwrap it, getting my first good look at it.
My eyes scan it for 10 minutes, making sure it's real.
It is a little filly Princess Luna.