Boat
The sun was setting far off in the horizon. It was a beautiful sight but the only one to witness it was a sorrow filled yet determined cyan pegasus who stood at the narrowest part of the shore with a boat beside her. She pushed the boat into the water with average strength, proving no difficult task. The boat began to float easily which the cyan pony named Rainbow Dash jumped in on cue, she grabbed both oars and began to row forward to where she needed to be.
The path was irritatingly boring to Rainbow as her destination seemed to drag on for possible the slowest running minutes she had to endure ,however, what she hoped for at the end was worth sacrificing her own wings if needed. Five months ago she borrowed a book from her unicorn friend, Twilight Sparkle, on the myths of the paranormals and the life beyond.
A passage from the book said that on the seventh setting of every seventh year that an opening will emerge from the middle of the ocean just between the twin spike islands. It is said that reunions beyond the boundaries of the living world would
commence to reward those who are brave enough to present something precious to them.
Rainbow had never known what to believe out of this knowledge other than using as a good ghost story to tell the fillies one day if it was several years ago, now though she hadn’t felt like her old self in ages and going to see this so called “opening” maybe what she needed all her life.
The islands were a few rows away from distance and the sun was so close to disappearing from the world. On instinct she found the spot that she was willing to make a stop at. She got out some rope and securely tied the rope around the metal hoop on the boat. She later attached the other end to a spiky rock that held the boat in place.
“Now I just have wait...great” sighed Rainbow, knowing that the sun was still minutes from actually leaving the sky. She took her time to bring out an item from her saddle bag. She pulled out a feather, one that wasn’t cyan like hers but pale yellow. She took the feather and drifted back into the memory that haunted her life from then on, the memory of losing her friend, lover and wife, Fluttershy.
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The sun had fallen leaving behind but a flash of green before darkness took claim of the world. On cue Rainbow leaned forward off the edges of the boat to find any sign that she was in the right place. She barely noticed at first but a after a second look she found a whirlpool no smaller than a mouse. The water was perfectly calm without any hint of waves, “Woah, that’s freaky” said the rainbow mare. She shook her head back into reality as she took out the feather that was still held in her hoof, she placed the feather on top of the whirlpool which spun slowly along with the current.
“Okay, whoever is listening I brought you what you want, now give Fluttershy back”, Rainbow demanded. Within the seconds the feather’s rotation began to increasing in speed, moving faster and faster until it became nothing but a yellow blur.
First Rainbow heard an alien like moan then an unintelligible whisper, they sounded nothing like Fluttershy but sounded like they not directed towards her, they sounded lost and confused. Rainbow didn’t dare answer any of them as the noises grew louder and louder. Nothing was seen, but everything was piercing her ears with the sounds of confused and haunting voices.
She looked around frantically as she heard the tormented voices whisper right into her ears. She wanted to get out, she wanted to flee. Her logic was telling her that she is not safe here yet her gut was telling her to stay, stay for Fluttershy.
Silence deafened the air in an instant for several minutes as Rainbow remained hunched, just waiting for whatever part that comes into play next.
“D-Dashie?”
Those words tossed the cyan pony into a moment of desperation, panic and possibly insanity. She heard the voice come from behind her and as she turned she was met with the most beautiful thing that she had lost and wanted to find all her life.
Facing her was another Pegasus, pale yellow fur with a flowing pink mane and glistening aqua eyes that stared back at the petrified rainbow pony. They both reached out to make contact with each other’s hoof, the feeling was alien and yet familiar. Before a fraction of a second had passed, both mares lunged for each other in forced but more than welcome embrace, along with some kisses. They squeaked, whined, moaned, and choked in uncontrollable happiness at being together once again after seven years of believing that they were lost to each other forever.
No one said a word, no one moved from the other, they simply remained never leaving each other.