Chapter: I: Home
Má was running swiftly through the chilly upper forests while vicious wolves were following him in a furious chase. He laughed at the slow wolves, with which he toyed with. Má was one of the swiftest runners of the land and enjoyed every thrill it brought to his life. He ran and ran with them until it became tedious to him. Then he rushed out of their sight, leaving them in the dust.
He returned to his home of Cavioyoki, which was at the foot of the great mountain. It was a simple village made up out of numerous simple huts which stood upon the plain’s green grass. It also had the mountain’s river running trough it.
When he came in, his fellow deer were playing cheerfully. Some were resting in their hut. There was only one who did different. This was Cocco-Satto, who was hard at work, harvesting tasty crops. Má passed him.
‘Hey, Má, care to help out,’ asked Cocco-Satto with a geniune smile.
Má didn’t participate in this ,for him, trillless activity and continued walking towards his cosy hut. When he arrived at his hut he could see Ielma, his long-time friend standing before it. He was awaiting him. ‘Oh, Má, you're back,’ he said with pleasant surprise, ‘come, there’s something you just need to see!’ ‘Well alright, lead the way.’ Ilma nodded and swiftly flew away. Má quickly rushed after him.
They travelled to one of the most outer edges of the land. It took them just a few minutes to get there. Ielma was one of the fastest flyers of the land, after all. When they arrived they saw a gigantic and eye pleasingly well crafted bridge.
Although it was still being build its beauty could already be seen.
Má stood there, speechless. The bridge was big enough to allow, at least, a group twenty to stand next to each other without cramming.
‘Um, This looks amazing and all but, why are they building this?’ asked Má to Ielma.
‘Well, they are building this giant to reach Equestria an{d}-.’
‘Equestria, does that place actually exist?’
Ielma shrugged.
There were many tales that told about the land of Equestria among the deer of this land. The most famous was the one wherein the folk of this land would meet up with the Equestrians upon something called the sea. There was no sea at the edges of this land -you could imagine it as a floating island, but with nothing below, above or next to it-. Má walked towards one of the many busy builders and asked him: ‘When will it be done?’
‘It depends on how far away it is, which is still unknown,’ said the builder.
The two walked back home after taking their time, admiring the enormous amount of detail of the sculptures in the supporting arches.
On their way home the two deer talk about how Equestria would look like. Má quickly outtalked Ielma with his many words of windy mountains, deep forests, endless plains. He even talked about smelly marshes, which was to Ielma less pleasent. Má went further, talking about how a sea would look like. He went even further talking about more things he had never seen, like the stars or the night and day.
He talked about this, and he talked about that and tal{ked}-. Ielma’s hoof was now upon Má’s mouth. They have arrived back at Má’s hut.
‘We’ll just have to wait and see,’ said Ielma with a bit of a laugh, ‘Well, We’ll see each other later,’ said Ielma and flew back to his home on top of the mountain.
Má dreamed of an, to him, unknown and beautiful land wherein he ran freely. The grass was the greenest and the sky was the bluest he had ever seen. He ran and ran through this land of colourful wonder. Eventually he came across a bridge.
The bridge looked exactly like the one they were building in his homeland. He looked at it for quite a while before he ran over it. The bridge was long. For miles upon miles he ran over until finally the shining horizon of the end came in si{ght}-.
Suddenly he awoke from this pleasant slumber. Slowly he got out of the comfort of his warm bed and left the hut. Outside he starts to take a walk. No, not a walk, he took a run. He travelled through the land from edge to edge. In the land between he also came.
But, despite his grand search, he couldn’t find this beautiful land. He knew now for sure that his dream has been about Equestria. He now also knew that it wasn’t reachable by foot. This made him wanting to reach it with all his heart. He adventured with Ielma for three times more. Those adventures were boring and trillless to him. His Head was still filled with wonderful thoughts about the beautiful land of Equestria.
After that he couldn’t take the waiting anymore and decided what to do. He wrote Ielma a small note and left it in his hut.
He then travelled to an edge. This one was the one opposite to the one with the bridge. He got into a starting position and blasted off. he ran as fast as he possibly could, hoping it would be fast enough to reach Equestria. The busy workers saw him coming out of nowhere and were shocked to see him shot off of the still unfinished bridge.
Má disappeared out of sight.
A little later, Ielma visited Má's hut. It was empty. There was only a note, laying on the bed. On it was written:
Dear Ielma.
I’m now most likely (or hopefully) in the land of Equestria.
Your friend Má.
‘That STORMHEADED CLOUDCHASER!,’ yelled Ielma out loudly at Má, making those nearby look at the hut in curiosity.
Ielma left the hut and flew towards the bridge with highest concern. At the bridge he quickly asked the workers if they had seen Má. They told him of his bizarre antics. Ielma’s heart sank deeply, for he feared the worst for his dear friend.
Quickly he made up his mind. He decided to go after him in a attempt to safely return him. He walked onto the bridge and stood upon the furthest support-bar.
After taking in a deep breath of air he flew off, following the trail of Má. Ielma flew far and flew further in hope of finding his friend. But after quite a while, he became more and more tired until he ultimately lost consciousness while he fell into the beyond.