Rainbow Dash lives an exciting life and is swiftly becoming the most daring, awesome pegasus in all of Equestria. She would gladly give it all up, though, just to confess her love to Applejack.
Rainbow Dash awoke to a hailstorm.
Her eyes fluttered open, and as soon as her lids moved—she realized that she wasn't being pelted with stones at all. It was just her skin being her skin.
Pain knifed her from every conceivable angle. The bruises from her haphazard attempts at galloping had turned into a shroud of agony that clung to her every curve. As soon as she moved, her muscles screamed.
She greeted this with a jolt to her heart. Feeling something was better than nothing. And despite the grim nature of the situation, it filled her with hope.
Struggling, Rainbow Dash forced herself to sit up. The pain this summoned from her spine was excrutiating, but she weathered it the best she could. She sat in place, collecting her breath, cracking the joints loose and wincing from each exclamatory burst through her nervous system. After the fog of pain faded, she took notice of a rising sun towards the east.
It was morning. Dew clung to the grass and her coat with equal vigor. The cooling moisture was slightly invigorating—at least in the patches of flesh that she still had the full faculty to feel with.
Soon, Rainbow Dash was standing up. She teetered slightly, but managed to keep herself up straight. Instantly, her wings stretched... but she resisted the urge to flap them. If she was going to move about, Rainbow Dash only wanted to do so with the use of her hooves.
It took a long time for her to move about. Nevertheless, with persistent steps, she made her way across a flat stretch of wet grass between trees. Birds chirped in the air, and she heard the first buzz of cicadas waking for the day.
At last, Rainbow Dash found the hilltop where she had began her exercises. Thankfully, her two saddlebags—her only possessions—lay in open view, including the alicorn goblet. Rainbow's eyes settled on the glinting surface of the ancient chalice. The notion of coming so close to losing the only things she possessed was very... humbling. She felt tiny, fragile, and more than a little bit stupid.
It was in somber silence that she trotted up the hill. It hurt her hooves to approach such an angle, which is why she did it anyway. After five minutes of baby steps, Rainbow reached the top. She put the saddlebags on, wincing from the weight. They could have been made of thorns for all she knew.
Nevertheless, she was soon carrying everything that she was. Her tummy rumbled, and she realized that there was no point proceeding on an empty stomach.
So, with humble vigor, she turned around and trotted—more like limped—into the heart of Ponyville under a rising sun.
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I hereby confirm my promotion to Captain Obvious with the pronouncement of "this doesn't look good".
I'd suggest good things that might happen, but I've been told the author reads the comments and denies anything good that is said.
Welp, let's just see how it goes. Again.
why can't I walk away
Well.. thankfully you still have your things Dash,
So is this getting close to where Rainbow gets knocked unconscious and then wakes up in the hospital to find her wings are completely useless but her hooves are perfectly fine? Because that's where this whole thing seems to be headed at this point.
A grounded Dash is better than a dead Dash.
7373806 This story's like crack, you know it's bad for you, and you want to quit it. But you just can't. We're all clinging to the hope that dawn will eventually come, and clear all these shadows.
It's a torture montage, as Zaponator described it.
I expect the walk to Ponyville to be a long, multichapter via crucis, basically copypasted from the Great Choke journey from Austraeoh.
Homeless Rainbow is homeless.
Silly Dash, you tried to do a training montage with no music, everyone knows you need an inspirational uplifting track to succeed in a montage.
7373806 Major Malfunction, General Knowledge and Corporal Punishment are all proud of your promotion.
7373924
I hadn't even considered that option... That'd be something.
When Skirts described this story as masochistic before, I just kind of rolled my eyes, but now...
7374704 And yet get about one step closer to AppleDash
I wonder if this is going to be a very painful setup for the (forced) big reveal of Rainbow's condition to the rest of her friends. Unless something magical happens here, she's got a snowball's chance in tartarus of doing much in this race.
7373924
Now that would be a huge plot twist, and I don't know how I would react to that if it was legit. The only way I could see this being remotely feasible would be some kind of dream or hallucination brought on by injuries suffered during the race.
7373986
Pretty much this.
7374331
I'd read it
Isn't that what people who cut themselves say?
Rainbow, you need a therapist. Or Epcot, at least.
Also, how much longer do we have to wait until a decent-length chapter?
You know, by this point I'm so incredibly cynical that I'm actually scared to make suggestions as to what could happen. This story has literally destroyed my ability to be optimistic.
I'm still not convinced that this isn't a prequel to Austraeoh, to be honest.
7376073 I'd cry; it took me long enough to catch up to this story when I first found it. By the time I caught up, Rainbow was on her way to Las Pegasus. If you're telling me another 1000 chapters of this + Australeoh, I'd just quit. I don't have that much patience in me
7376172
But then it'd feel like a waste after reading for so long, wouldn't it? You're too far in to quit now. XD
7377925
I wish her luck then. I still think her plan is flawed, mind, but we are but readers and as such are powerless. Luck be with ye, Dash.
Ah, c'mon Dash...
I like that sentence, that is a nice sentence.