//------------------------------// // Chapter II: Dream // Story: Linkin Pony Recharge: Chasing the Sun // by Kaciekk //------------------------------// Evening had arrived quickly. Entering into the livingroom, I found my mother doing what she was normal found doing: reading a book. I turn into the kitchen and reached for a glass, placing in below the sink faucet. My elbows balancing on the counter, I used my two hooves to sip from the glace. It was an Earth-pony type of move. Not that there’s anything wrong with Earth-ponies, but I’m a Unicorn who cannot use magic! My ears twitched as the front door opened. I heard my father’s voice give a greeting. I stepped up to the door frame. Mom stood up and gave the other Unicorn a kiss. “Rogues?” She tilted her head. “Yeah, they're stepping over their boundaries.” Dad replied. He rubbed his face with his blue hoof. It was easy to tell he hadn’t shaved in a few days because his black beard was thicker than usually(which really bothers me for some reason). His dark eyes glanced over to me. “Good evening, GentleSketch.” “Hey, Dad.” I waved my hoof. The grayish blue Unicorn looked back to Mom. “I brought back something for you.” His light blue magic levitated something out of his saddlebag to the mint green mare. Of course, it was book. “You better finish that one before you start this one.” Dad pointed to the book on the couch. “It’s only the fifth time I’ve read it.” Mom smirked. I waited for a pause to speak. “Uncle Hyper said that you had something for me?” I said it in the most unselfish voice ever. I have no idea if that was a real question or not. Dad squinted his eyes. “Hmm. I think I’ll give it to you tomorrow.” “Okay,” I replied without enthusiasm. I sat in my bed waiting to fall asleep. Why was it so hard to fall asleep? Maybe I just let my brain work too much. I thought of calming things. I thought of just sleep, nothing else. I pulled my blanket up and pushed my muzzle into the material. And I must have fallen asleep some time. There was a strange wind that blew threw my hair. It was not cold, but not warm. It did not blow from in front or from behind. I looked around the camp. It was altered. That detail did not stay in my mind. I took one step, and it was like walking through water. Airy water. I walked a path that was not really there. I followed it out of the camp. Across the rocky field, I saw large boulders. Behind the forest of boulders, I saw an old machine. It was for getting oil out of the ground, something that Hybrids had used. So many pieces of rusted metal were spread around it. Broken barrels were stacked up. I stared up and saw shadowy figures moving across the sky. One came down and landed on a boulder. She scraped her purple hoof on the surface. “Lets do this one next.” ThunderCharm said. But she did not look at anypony when saying it. Her aqua eyes stared past nothingness and her right hoof was on her headphones. She was speaking into a microphone, but there was no reason to be doing that, for the microphone would connect back to the camp, and microphones were barely used. Earth-ponies came around the large boulder and the purple Pegasus jumped off of it. They latched strange metal things and chains around the boulder.The other end of the chains were attached to devices that were on the Earth-ponies’ waist. They started walking, their steps in sync. Unicorns had used magic on either the devices or the Earth-ponies, but it seemed to make them move quicker than one-mile-an-hour. I knew this had to be a dream. It was an odd dream. One of those that the ponies are working towards a goal that is pointless. They were moving the boulders to the west. I turned around and saw a silhouette on top of another boulder. Everyone else was gone. The small pony jumped down to the ground. It was such a long way for a little pony. It- she, was a Unicorn filly. I had never seen here before. Her forest green coat was made darker in the shadow of the rock. “Yes?” I said unconsciously. The filly didn’t respond. Her head turned to the left. I looked over there too. But I saw nothing significant. “What’s your name?” I asked. She still did not answer. Maybe she couldn’t talk. The filly started to walk to the left. It was almost as if her hooves were not touching the ground. I followed behind her. We arrived at the oil machine. She put her little hoof on it. Tapping it, she looked straight ahead. Was she telling me something? “I don’t understand,” I told her blankly. She tapped it again, but now with a rhythm. Tap, tap, tap. Pause. Tap, tap. Pause. Tap, Tap, Tap. “What are you...” I couldn’t think of what to say. In the light, I could tell her fur was more of a deep aqua green. I could not see her eyes, for she was looking away from me. Suddenly, she started to walk again. I quickly moved. She crawled underneath the machine. I looked into the dark space. There was no way I could go under there. I guess I wouldn’t see that filly again. Or at least it’s the last time this dream. I awoke to pale light slipping through the window. I sat up and thought about the dream I had. That must have been the strangest so far. I thought that you could see ponies you had seen before. But I had never seen this filly before. Or maybe I have and I could not remember. Maybe that dream meant sometime. My parents told me that sometimes dreams could mean something. Something subconsciously, but something that can mean something for the future. It had to do with the magic in the world. But what magic was left? I know I don’t have any. If the dream does mean something, what was that filly trying to tell me? Why did she go under the machine. I don’t even think that’s possible, that machine looks much different. But for sure the boulders mean nothing, that just came from randomness in dreams.