The first light of dawn shone through the window, rousing the stallion. He slowly got out of bed, still partially asleep. He had a dreamless sleep, something he hadn't had in a long time. After all, he dreamed of many worlds where he might fit in. But those were only dreams. They wouldn't ever happen.
He went to the kitchen and began to make breakfast. He watched out the window as the dawn's light faded into morning. An entire spectrum of colors glided over the sky throughout the dawn. He watched intently, gazing upon the beauty of the many colors. His mind began to drift into thoughts.
Last night's sleep was really peaceful. I know that there was something about it, but what was it?
He munched on his hay, questioning the one thing weighing on his mind.
It had to be something. All I remember was getting into bed after tuning off the TV and struggling to calm down my mind. Then...
He stopped chewing. He finally remembered.
It was the voice of the pony in the room above. Their voice was so soothing and comfortable, almost like moonlight. I need to check that out later today.
Breathing a heavy, content sigh, finally having the weight lifted from his mind, he quickly finished his breakfast and packed his saddlebags for a day around town. He wouldn't need much, only some bits and the guide he was borrowing. After all, he didn't have anything to do. However, that also meant no income.
I might go look around for some job around town. I probably could get one on the weather team.
He lifted his wings and fluttered them a little. He hadn't used his wings in a while, ever since moving on from the last town. He had flown to a train station out of place, and then took the train here. It wasn't ideal, but it worked. He folded his wings up once more and put his saddlebags on. Before he was able to exit the room, there was a knock at the door. He opened the door to a gray pegasus. She had a content smile, as if she truly had no cares in the world. Her blonde mane resided softly upon her neck. She seemed like any normal pegasus, except for her golden eyes. They weren't looking straight ahead. One was looking at him, the other towards the ceiling.
"Mail delivery!" Her voice was exceptionally cheery. He received his letters from the mare and gave a gracious "thank you." He turned to go inside when she quickly spoke up.
"Hey, aren't you the new guy who just came in? I heard there was a new person around here."
He turned his head over at the curious mare. "Yes, that's me. Why are you questioning?"
"I thought you would like to meet a few new friends! And if not, I could always help you find a job."
"Well, that's very kind of you. But, don't you have other mail to deliver now?"
"Nope. You were the last one. The mail system delivers to the new ponies in town last for the first week, then goes alphabetically."
"So I get my mail later for a week?"
"Pretty much. You'll be far up on the list later, having last name starting with A."
"Okay. Well, I'll just put my mail down on the table for now. I can read it later today. I was just going around town. I checked out a guide about the town, so I was going to see everything worthwhile. I guess you could try to help me find some of the places around town."
He set his mail on the coffee table and started locking up his apartment. The mare waited patiently in the hallway, checking down the hallway a couple of times.
What is she looking at? Maybe she knows someone in the apartments nearby.
With the click of the lock, the key took its place in the saddlebag. The two of them proceeded down the hallway towards the entrance.
The guide proved itself to be more than worth its weight. Everywhere the two went, the guide had at least a mention of. Everywhere in town has some quirk that put it above another in somepony's eyes. He definitely had his favorites, many being modest places not advertising much, but proving their worth in quality inside. He pulled out a pad and pen and marked off the names and locations of his favorites, then returned the pad to its position in the cream saddlebag. It wasn't easy using a pen in his mouth, but he had learned how to use it well, so it wasn't any problem. The two of them didn't carry any conversations, mostly due to the quietness of Azure. He didn't like carrying many conversations, especially with others he's just met.
Pinkie was one thing; she enjoying meeting everyone she could, so I wouldn't get in the way of that. But this mare next to me, she doesn't seem as energetic around others.
She spoke up so suddenly, he almost took a step back in shock. "Hey, are you okay over there? You're giving me a lot of odd looks."
"Oh, sorry. Just thinking to myself. I do it quite a bit because I can work out my thoughts better when I focus."
She gave him an understanding smile. "I know what you mean. I try to focus on a lot of things. It doesn't work out like I wanted, though."
He quickly became interested in the conversation. "What do you mean by that? Usually focus helps make things work out like you want."
'Not in my case. I try to focus, then my eyes go funny, and then I try to focus on that, but I forget to focus on what I was focusing on, and then things break."
"So you have a hard time focusing on anything without having your eyes go out of place."
Her face lit up with his understanding. "Yup! That's exactly the problem. The doctors say they can't correct it. They all say they don't know what causes them to go funny. If I focus hard enough, they can straighten out, but otherwise they make it hard to see."
He returned a smile of empathy. "I could see what that may feel like. At least you can do your job very well."
"Oh, weren't we going to look for a job for you?"
"Right. Now where is that place...?" his hoof retreated into his saddlebag for the guide. There was a section on all of the jobs available around town, and it listed which race would be optimal at each job. There were many jobs for pegasi, especially in the weather area. His eyes scanned hastily to find the location of the hiring offices, and then figured out where that'd be. It seemed a much better option to fly over there at a fair pace so as to not lose the bags upon his back. Since the plan was made, he put the guide back and fully secured the bags on him. "Hey, are you ready for a little flight?"
She seemed more than ready. "Of course!"
They each spread their wings, and with a big gust they were airborne.