Remember how I said I should write more stories with ponies and trains? I wrote another story about ponies and trains.
And tipping the scales at over 12,000 words. Titled The Power of Song for its centerpiece sequence, it will likely be approaching 13k after editing passes. It’s looking very good, having already earned a rave review from AJ_Aficionado, and will be launched tomorrow night, on the eve of my coming vacation to Las Vegas. It is, once again, the final chapter of Into the Storm, but definitely not the last word of the Firefly series. A new book will be started in due course, and
Chicago, the windy city! Somehow pegasi always seem to find themselves there, don’t they?
Thanks to AlwaysDressesInStyle for pre-reading!
For now, Sweetsong can fly along the coast; if she goes far enough south she’ll find another harbor that has rail lines, or she could go north all the way to Vancouver Island and find a train there. It won’t get her off the island, though. Or she could put aside the train-jumping for a while and become a beach bum . . . there are plenty of options open to her.
Out of Nebraska and into Wyoming, the train goes through the night and Sweetsong goes with it. Past forgotten towns and along a reservoir and into the Wind River Canyon, the train winds along and encounters Sweetsong’s least-favorite railroad feature: tunnels.
It’s no Big Boy, but the cab of a locomotive makes for a comfortable ride through Nebraska.
Special thanks to AlwaysDressesInStyle for not only pre-reading, but also having been to Alliance and filling me in on where to get the best pizza there!
Sweetsong slept through Marias Pass, and missed the giant obelisk. She also missed Horse Mountain . . .
Still, she can always come back later and see it in the day. There’s always a train to take her near where she wants to go.
Iowa, not necessarily a destination for a mare on the move, although if she’d ridden the Dakota, Minnesota and Eastern, she could have stopped off in Britt, Iowa . . . home of the National Hobo Convention.
Has It been a week already, since I started reporting my progress? Wow!
All good things must come to an end, and so it is with Council Bluffs. The Big Boy must move on, and so too must Sweetsong; the rails are calling out their song. A train isn’t meant to stay in one place, and neither is Sweetsong.
Heading west out of Seattle is kinda complicated . . . just like getting from Michigan to Chicago, there’s a lake in the way and you have to go south first. Plus, a lot of trains is a lot of opportunities, but not necessarily a lot of speed.
A mare can’t stay in one place for too long . . . Chicago has plenty of opportunities, but the open rails are calling.
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Big cities come with big opportunities for a wandering pegasus. Busking, tourism, taunting the Willis Tower. . . .
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While this statistic probably doesn’t exist, I’d put money on the Lauritzen Gardens/Kenefick Park having more locomotive by weight than any other public park in the US. Sweetsong was right to guess you’d put them where traffic on the highway can see them; in fact, they’re on a hill overlooking I-80.
Is this the most efficient route west? No, it isn’t. Sweetsong will get there when she gets there; it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.
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One more tunnel, this one short, and then an open expanse of saltwater! Is it the Pacific?
Sadly not, but it’s close to the Pacific. Sweetsong’s nearly reached the ocean.
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Seattle! Home of the Space Needle and lots of coffee, not to mention the home of Boeing. A good place to tour for a bit, a good city for a pony to be in.
It’s fifteen miles from Rennie Island to the Pacific as the pegasus flies. Even for a pegasus who prefers hopping trains to flying, that’s not far. Sweetsong’s journey is nearly at an end.
We have three new synopses, for the last three episodes of the first half of Season 9! And I'm in a completely hyped frenzy about all three of them!
They hint at things I have long hoped to see, things that imply a looming tragedy and at things that will prepare the future.
I put my thoughts about them under the automated page break to avoid spoilers.
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