Between Worlds

by Vohira

The Origin: Part 3

The Origin: Part 3

For the next couple of days Harry worked out a new routine. He woke up early with the rest of the family just after sunrise. The four of them would eat breakfast, that consisted mainly of vegetables. After that Harry, Summer and Keeper would go out on the fields to tend to them, which consisted mostly of uprooting weeds and chasing out rodents that would make their burrows on the fields.

At the beginning it sounded simple enough for the human-turned-unicorn, but just after one day spent on the field under the late summer sun, he ached all over and his whole body was covered in dust. Harry truly tried to do most of the work on their fields the earth pony way, and that lead to him painfully discovering muscles he didn’t know that even existed.

While they worked, Golden Harvest would bring them water or a small snack when they requested it, or she would bring them tools if they needed them.

After the morning chores were done, Summer and Keeper would go on their way to do whatever they saw fit to do around their home. Golden ran away to find other children to play with and Harry would go to Glimmer for their daily lessons in magic, but not before visiting the small stream that flowed behind the village. It was a half of an hour of a brisk trot to get to it and then back to town, but at least he could somewhat clean himself after the morning work. And the cool water tended to help him relax.

As to his magical studies he was making progress. It probably helped that he had five years of experience in using his magic under his belt already. The older unicorn was excited at his progress.

His speed of learning slowed significantly however, when he discovered that although he could speak Equestrian, reading and writing were a different matter. Glimmer not being put out by this development, took to learning him such basics without a pause, with a simple “Huh… that’s unfortunate.” as her only commentary.

From that day he practiced reading and writing with the scrolls and books from the older unicorn’s small library.

In his routine, after the lessons with Glimmer came a late dinner. The time between dinner and supper Harry spent however he saw fit. Most of the time he practiced his magic and his reading, learned from Summer or her husband the customs of Equestrian ponies, helped around the house or kept an eye on Golden Harvest on her... adventures with her friends.

Harry spent almost two weeks following this schedule with little to no interruption…

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If he was counting days correctly, it was his fifteenth day, when Harry woke up with the sunrise as it was now his habit. When he entered the living room, first thing he noticed was the grim looking older stallion.

“What’s the matter Keeper?” He asked as he watched him from across the table.

“There is a storm coming Harry, you can see the clouds on the horizon. It’s going to be a nasty one.” There was a tone of resignation in the large earth pony's voice.

The gray unicorn looked at the other stallion, and then turned to the doors. He opened them, grabbing the door knob with his emerald magic, took a few steps outside and searched the horizon for the mentioned clouds. What he saw made his eyes grow wide. In the distance, the whole north-west skyline was covered in dark, massive clouds.

When he heard flapping of wings, he looked up to see the three resident pegasi, glancing worriedly at the storm front. By now Harry knew of the pegasi ability to control clouds and weather. According to the tales told him by Glimmer there was a time when pegasi held total control of the weather over ponies lands. But with Discord’s, the Spirit of Chaos, rule their influence was diminished significantly and they were hard at work even to this day to regain it. It wasn’t uncommon for rogue storms to appear, and the farther from capital the less control pegasi had over the skies.

So the danger this massive storm front posed was clear even to Harry. For one, he knew that thatch roofs could withstand only so much before being ripped apart. And thanks to working on the fields and listening to Summer’s and Keeper’s talks, knew that a heavy rain or even worse hail, could devastate the plants.

In his thoughts he didn’t notice a young, cream colored pegasus with a vibrant blue mane that landed beside him.

“Hey there. Somber Blackmane, right?” The pegasi was shuffling nervously on her hooves. The mare’s voice caused Harry’s head to quickly turn to look at her.

“That’s me, and who might you be and what can I do for you?” He answered with a resigned sigh. It would seem Glimmer was adamant about him sticking to the name she chose for him, going as far as apparently telling it to everypony. And he had a feeling where this was going, being one of the two unicorns in the village.

“I’m Wind Dancer, an unofficial leader of us pegasi in here.” He had to admit, she was kind of good looking for a pony. She had a lithe figure, and her smooth shoulder length mane, with a permanently wind swept fringe was well kept. Wind Dancer sighed. “You saw the clouds… We can’t tackle the storm of this size. I can fly to the capital to get help, but it’s going to take me more than a day of flight at my top speed, hopefully. And the storm is going to hit the village before midnight, if not sooner. You could help.”

“What do you want me to do?” Harry or Somber as most of the village now called him it would seem, asked with determination in his voice.

“I know that Glimmer isn’t that powerful, she always says she’s better with theory or whatever… But maybe you could shield the village for the duration of the storm? At least until help arrives.” The cream colored mare almost begged, looking at him with those big, hopeful, dark green eyes.

“I will do it…” Because he had to be honest with himself, what guy… stallion, would not fall for such a look.

“Thank you!” Wind Dancer almost almost jumped up from happiness. Her grandfather was one of the first settlers, she couldn't bare the thought of her family’s work being destroyed. In her excitement she leaned forward and quickly pecked him on his chin. “Well then… time for me to go…” She stammered with a blush.

The dark gray unicorn just nodded, dumbfounded. He watched her as she crouched down, stretched her wings, and then with one powerful flap she soared into the sky. The resulting gust of wind made his mane billow behind him for a few heartbeats.

As Harry watched her flying at speeds he thought impossible for pegasi, he lifted one of his hoofs to touch the place Wind Dancer so hastily kissed.

A boisterous laugh that sounded from behind him, pulled him out of his reverie, and this time made him truly jump up. When he turned around he found Keeper standing in the door frame grinning widely at him, still laughing quietly.

“Be careful Harry, or is it Somber?” The still grinning stallion began with humour in his voice. “Mares can do strange things to us stallions… I should know.”

“Know what honey?” Summer’s still sleepy voice sounded from within the house.

“Nothing, nothing dear.” With a sigh Keeper turned around and walked inside, it was time to break the bad news to his wife. He stopped and shot a last look, before entering, at Somber. “Go to Glimmer, think something up to keep the village safe for as long as you two can.”

Not having to be told twice, Harry galloped to Glimmer’s house. According to Wind Dancer’s words, they had the whole day to plan and prepare for the storm.

A few hours later, both Glimmer and Harry were working at the town’s square. The stalls were moved out of the center and up to the walls of the houses. At the well, both unicorns were setting up a series of moderately sized stones in an even hexagonal pattern, with the well in the middle of the created shape. On the surface of the smooth stones, that the farmers often found just below the ground on the fields, Glimmer was carving short cantrips in a runic language that Harry had yet to learn. She told him however, that those were the basic protection and shield spells that every unicorn mage learns. The elder unicorn looked up from her work on the second to last stone, a chisel still in her magical grasp.

“That’s quite good Somber, you have an eye for geometric shapes.”

“Thank you. But are you sure this will work? It is a rather quickly put together plan…” Harry asked not even trying to correct Glimmer, when she spoke the name he was fighting hard not to use. Having said that, he looked around the town square, their activity garnered the attention of the whole village. It was only forty three ponies, but for him it counted as a crowd. And they were staring…

“Ignore them Somber, their just curious.” The unicorn mare said, reading his tense body language. “And yes I have faith it will work. Seven is a magically powerful number after all, six ward stones with the well as the centrepiece. The water in it symbolising protection and rejuvenation, but also flexibility and persistence. For a shield that must hold for hours against changing forces, its probably the best set up we can create here.”

Not only Harry was listening with rapt attention. The other ponies, most of them for the first time in their lives, were looking curiously at the display of practical magic that was meant to shelter their homes during the storm.

“And done.” Glimmer proclaimed after another quarter of an hour of working in silence. She looked up, at the dark gray unicorn that was now standing closer to her, looking at her work. “Now remember, I will cast the spell and provide the first few charges of magic for the shield, but its going to be you that will hold the shield the rest of the time. So shoo, go rest, take a nap. You will need it…”

Harry looked up, at the approaching clouds. If he had to guess they still had at least four hours before the storm hit them. The light of the setting sun, colored the clouds an angry purple making them look far more threatening than before.

“This is going to be a long night…” He sighed, walking towards Summer’s house to take the suggested nap.

The next time he woke up, it was to the sound of a thunder. Harry jumped out of his bed and hurried outside. As he left the house, now illuminated only by a few candles and the fire if the fire pit, he walked into almost total darkness. He could hear the wind howling and the heavy droplets of rain hitting the light blue, swirling, magical dome shaped shield. In the middle he could make out the ward stones also glowing with the soft blue aura, Glimmer was laying near the well, occasionally discharging an arc of magic from her horn that hit the nearest stone, that in turn arced the energy to the neighbouring stones, and so on, creating a crackling circle of light blue magical energy. An ethereal glow emanated from the well.

“It’s working Somber, it really is working…” Summer whispered near him, but it was almost drowned out by the sound of the rain pounding on the magical barrier. Harry looked at her only to see her watching in equal parts fascinated and terrified at the raging storm behind the shield. The world was suddenly lit up by another lightning and the thunder was deafening, as it hit the shield, sending ripples through its surface.

Harry also watched and couldn’t help but feel, that whatever was behind the storm’s creation, was certainly more than natural. He couldn't remember in his life seeing a storm that powerful.

“You need to help her, Glimmer is close to her limit by the looks of it.” Keeper said approaching him.

Not wasting any more time, Harry trotted over to the circle. The magic in the air causing a tingling sensation all over his body.

“Glimmer I’m here. What do I have to do?” Harry had to shout, as another lightning hit something close to the village. He saw her open her eyes and he could tell right away that she truly was tired and by looking at the grimace on her muzzle, probably also in pain.

“Reach for your magic, and focus on channelling it in short burst into one of the stones. Until at least close to half of the flow is not your magic, don’t cross the line.” Her voice was pained, he could only imagine what it was for her to be inside such maelstrom of magic, with her heightened magical sensitivity.

Doing as she said, the dark gray unicorn began to slowly add his emerald magic to the flow. After another thirty minutes or so, he was finally able to safely cross the magical flow. When he did it, his legs experienced a strong, almost painful prickling sensation.

Glimmer stood up, her legs shaking. But she exited the circle and immediately one of the other stallions in the village went to support her, as she slowly walked towards her house. Harry laid down, closed his eyes and focused on the magic within and around him.

It was probably late in the morning, and the storm still stubbornly circled Trottingham. Now that Harry was focused for hours, he could definitely feel some kind of chaotic energy permeating the storm clouds.

Then his focus almost broke, as his senses were assaulted by a gigantic surge in the magical energies above the village. He could see a bright flash of light and heard a tremendous crack, that sounded almost like apparition. Following that there were gasp of awe, and then a cheer from the ponies on the Trottingham square.

When Harry opened his eyes and looked up, he almost lost concentration again. Above the village hovered the most majestic being he ever saw. She, he was quite certain that it as a mare, was pure white and decidedly larger than surrounding her pegasi. Her mane looked like the sunrise horizon as did her tail. Both glowed with ethereal light, waving and flowing majestically. The golden plate armor she wore, glowed with inscribed on it cantrips. The heavy white cloak with golden trimmings billowed in the wind behind her.

Accompanying her were at least thirty pegasi in light, golden armor. Their armors were only a chest piece and a helmet. The chest pieces were made from many segments as to not impede movement. The helmets were angular, with something that looked like two horns. But when he looked closer, Harry saw that the horns were actually shaped like lightning bolts. The rest of their bodies was covered in what looked like leather armor that was dyed blue.

“Princess Celestia!” Somepony shouted and again a cheer rose.

In the meantime, Harry saw the Princess preparing a spell. When she finally cast it, he could hardly comprehend what he was seeing. A ring of white light almost too bright too look at, burst forth from her horn, vaporizing the clouds as it expanded, and purging the chaotic energies from the sky. Instantly the pegasi she brought with her began, at amazing speeds, herding and shaping white puffy clouds, that reformed inside the circle of still expanding light.

For the first time in what felt like ages, sunlight illuminated the village. Harry sighed with relief, he was not too exhausted, but the strain of remaining constantly focused was beginning to get to him. He stopped the flow of magic. The shield quivered, and then began to slowly disappear in a shower of emerald sparks.

Slowly he stood up, his muscles protesting after lying unmoving for so long. He felt a hoof on his shoulder, it was Keeper.

“We all owe you our gratitude. You saved our village.”

He was not the only one to thank him, everypony slowly went to shake his hoof or pat him on the shoulder and congratulate him. Harry kept smiling all the time. Finally something in his life that he did right all the way through.

When somepony clear their throat behind him, he turned around. Only to came face to face with the golden clad Princess. Her white cloak was now covering her back and hindquarters. Now he could also see the tiara that marked here as a royalty.

“We believe, that you are the pony that shielded the town until we arrived with our troops, yes?” Harry cringed at the volume with which the Princess spoke, however her speech was all he could expect from a royalty. Soft but in the same time confident. “What is your name my pony?”

“Somber Blackmane.” Harry from now on know as Somber said with a tired smile, he really had no will in himself left to fight a lost cause, which was his new name given to him by Glimmer. “But it’s hardly only my doing, your highness. I had help of another unicorn, Glimmer is her name.”

“Ah, a modest one.” Celestia smiled slightly. “Do you plan on visiting our fine city?”

“In a few months, your highness.” Somber answered politely.

“Then we shall await your arrival, a pony with such power is destined for great things...” The white alicorn took a step forward and placed her golden clad hoof on his shoulder, as she smiled at him. “And you Somber Blackmane, we shall watch your progress with great interest.”

With those words the princes flared open her wings, then Somber remembered something important.

“Your highness, what happened to Wind Dancer?”

“Ah, the messenger. She sprained her wings in her haste, and will spend the next few weeks grounded under the care of our healers.” Celestia looked around, at the gathered ponies. “If that’s all, we shall leave. Some of our troops will remain behind to take care of the remaining clouds. Farewell my ponies.” After those words she took flight, almost half of her pegasi flocked to her and then they all disappeared in a brilliant flash of light.

For the rest of the ponies, that day resolved around assessing the damage done to their fields and the orchard. As it turned out, majority of their crops were easily salvageable with enough care. The orchard was hit the hardest, so that meant less fruits for the next year, but they could live with that.

As to Somber… While he recovered from sustaining the shield, he couldn’t help but ponder Celestia’s words. Also oddly enough thoughts about Wind Dancer took a lot of his free time. Was it possible that he developed a crush? On a pony of all things? Obviously that thought alone confused him…

And so the life in Trottingham returned to an almost boring normality in the span of the next few days, for all but one pony in the village that had too much to think about.

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Three weeks after the storm, at a family dinner, Summer finally broached the subject of selling the extra grain from the first harvest, so that it would not waste. The autumn was coming and even if they had to use it as emergency food in the coming winter, they still had far too much of it.

“You think you can handle this Somber?” Keeper asked looking at the unicorn.

“I think that’s going to be easier than powering that shield three weeks ago…” Somber said with a small smile. “And I really need to get out of the village for a few days.”

That statement brought embarrassed smiles to the muzzles of the earth pony family. A week after the storm the ponies in the village decided to honor him, Glimmer and Princess Celestia by building a small shrine around the well. The elder unicorn, having recovered from her ordeal, immediately loved the idea. She paid for the majority of materials.

And so now, the well and a small circle around it was made from marble. With the six ward stones now laying atop small pillars. There was a small plaque with their names, meaning his, Glimmer’s, Wind Dancer’s and Celestia’s and an inscription: “In the year 214 After Discord, those ponies stopped a chaos storm from levelling the village of Trottingham.”

It was not much, but for Somber it was too much anyway. He hated attention.

“We will prepare the grain then… I think we have some sacks laying around, there's going to be at least… eight of them.” Summer said with a thoughtful look on her muzzle.

“Can I go with you uncle Somber? Please?” Golden Harvest asked in whiny voice, looking between her parents and said dark gray unicorn. That was also another thing that changed. With him living with the family for five weeks now, the filly grew attached to him. When she first called him uncle, he was dumbstruck. However when he saw that Keeper and Summer didn’t have anything against their filly calling him that, he accepted it with a smile.

In the end, with reluctance, the adults bowed to the filly’s demand as she pestered them about it all day long. When they finally agreed Golden wore a broad grin and walked with head held high, proud of her victory.

In the early morning of the day after their discussion, a covered wagon was packed with sacks of grain. Surprisingly, or maybe not so, another two ponies prepared their own carts when they saw Somber’s preparations. One was a burly, green coated, black maned stallion that was the local blacksmith, second was a mare with a smaller cart full of cherries. She had a red mane with a white stripe in it and her coat was a delicate yellow color.

“It’s safer to travel in groups. You never know what may happen on the road.” The stallion that by now Somber knew was called Iron Hoof said to him, as he approached to shake hoofs. “Especially, if you take the squirt with you…” Iron grinned saying that.

“Heeey!” Golden protested form atop the wagon’s bench.

“Oh it’s going to be such an adventure!” The red maned mare, Cherry Blossom, added her own excited thoughts to the talk. Everypony knew that Cherry was especially easily riled up for anything she considered adventurous. That’s why she was most of the time keeping an eye on the young ones, she had almost as boundless energy as they had.

“You sure you can handle that wagon of yours?” Iron asked, as he looked at the wagon and then at Somber with a bit of doubt.

“Being unicorn doesn't mean I can’t pull it.” With those words the dark gray unicorn buckled up to the wagon and gave it an experimental pull. The wooden wheels moved and Somber nodded, it wasn't that bad. Even Iron gave an approving nod.

That day marked the beginning of week long journey around the neighbouring towns. Somber underestimated how the wagon would slow him down, or that sometimes he would just have to wait until the next morning to bargain with the different mill owners.

For his shame, Somber was happy when Cherry didn’t continue her travel beyond the first town of Grassgow, admittedly the biggest of the three towns in a reasonable distance for him to travel with the wagon. In small doses the mare was a great pony, but over the first two days on the road, she began to annoy him. At least Golden had a blast with the red maned mare. Iron Hoof opted to stay in the town for a few days.

“Search for a pony going your way Somber, I just heard in the inn that there is a bandit group lurking around.” The news disgruntled both stallions. It was rare for ponies to take up bandit lifestyle, but it did happen. Mostly in the areas near the border of the kingdom.

Ponychester, was a disappointment to him. The town’s mill owner was a greedy bastard, that didn't even try to bargain. If it wasn't for Golden Harvest he could have vented his frustration aloud, but with the filly nearby, he just simmered in his anger until he got it under control on the road. Pulling a wagon was a mind numbing experience, that at least let him forget about most his concerns or annoyances.

Good fortune returned to him in the last town he visited. The owner of mill in the Oldhay was a really pleasant pony to be around. The two of them, Somber and Golden, even got invited to dinner. It was the end of fifth day of their journey, when they left Oldhay with their wagon empty and with a pouch heavy with golden bits.

They were travelling south, the town disappeared behind them a few hours ago. The midday sky was mostly cloudless, only a few white, puffy clouds drifted lazily in the delicate wind. Golden pranced around him humming some nonsensical, happy tune.

Sombra looked at the forest they were about to enter. The hardened dirt road from Oldhay to Trottingham was relatively new, or so he heard.

“Hey uncle, who are they?” Golden asked pointing a hoof at a five figures standing on the road.

Suddenly alert, the dark gray unicorn looked around him. As expected a lone pegasus pony was blocking the road behind them.

“Trouble. Stay close to me Golden.” When he said that, he saw the group of five cloaked ponies approaching them, four held long daggers in their mouths.

“Well hello there traveller. And hello filly.” The stallion in the middle said with a way too cheery voice. “A fine day it is for travelling, and it will stay that way if you would… shall we say, pay a fee for... crossing this woods.” One of his comrades snorted in amusement at those words.

“And if I say no?” Somber said with a cold, hard voice, that he wasn’t certain from where it came. Maybe because not only he was in danger?

“Now, now… We wouldn’t want for you or the filly to suffer an... accident on the road. Now would we? Timberwolves are rather common here, and they always leave a bloody mess...” A sinister glint appeared in the apparent leader’s blue eyes, his comrades moving apart to flank him.

Somber sighed, they were all earth ponies, with the exception of that one pegasus.

“Are you serious?” The dark gray unicorn replayed with contempt and sighed. His emerald magic surged forward grabbing the daggers and yanking them from their mouths, some of them lost a tooth or two from the forceful pull. He turned the blades and levitated them to the throats of the now terrified ponies. “Now then, I propose a different kind of deal…”

He didn’t have time to finish as he heard, more than saw the incoming pegasus. The wing tips of the pegasus brushed his side and then the forest was pierced by Golden’s shrill scream. Not thinking, Somber launched one of the daggers at the foalnapper. There was a second scream, and the pegasus crashed into one of the trees, with the dagger embedded to the hilt in the winged ponies flank. In the commotion, rest of the group fled into the forest.

Somber unbuckled himself from the wagon and raced towards the downed pegasus. Golden squirmed from under the pegasus unmoving body. She was crying and looking with wide, terrified eyes around herself jerkily. He quickly hugged her.

“It’s alright now. Come on, everything is going to be fine…” He was at a loss as to what exactly he should say to the upset filly. But he knew one thing for certain. “We can’t stay here Golden.” He whispered to her, as she began to quiet down.

Without wasting any more time, he helped her get into the wagon, quickly buckled himself up to it again and began to pull it a brisk trot. Luckily, they got out of the forest soon enough without any more trouble. Now it was just a matter of crossing the plains.

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Two days after they returned, word got around about how he defended Golden Harvest. It was mostly due to Summer and Keeper keeping thanking him, and telling everypony willing to listen how brave he was.

That of course got him even more attention, but he began to slowly accept it as a result of his own actions. Compared to the attention gained by something he didn’t even remember doing and which cost him his parents, it was a welcomed change.

“I swear by Celestia… Trouble is attracted to you, like a moth is attracted to a flame.” Having said that, Glimmer was all too eager to step up their lessons intensity, when she heard of his latest misadventure.

The most surprising development was finding out that Wind Dancer has returned, while he was away. It wouldn’t have been so shocking for Somber, if it weren’t for the fact that the lithe pegasus mare decided to spend a lot of hers time with him. He suspected that she developed a crush, but he was still conflicted about creating any deep bonds with ponies in this world. Bonds he knew some day would have to be broken… So for the time being, he didn't allow things between them to escalate further than friendly banter.

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Two weeks later the village was preparing for a celebration, as that day was the day of autumn equinox. Somber overlooked the preparation of the tables and the bonfires. After two months of living in Trottingham, he now had a lithe figure, and even grew a bit taller. His mane and tail have also grown, while still being uncontrollable giving him almost a wild appearance. The most striking feature was his eyes however, now almost glowing with hidden power.

Glimmer was running out of material to teach him, and he knew that his life in this quiet town was slowly coming to an end. For some time now he often wondered, if it wasn’t better to just stay here. But he knew he couldn’t. He had promises to keep and people to protect at Hogwarts, and sadly he knew that he would not find a way back to his home world in this village.

A tickling of a feather on his flank, brought him out of his musings. Somber turned his head to his right only to be greeted by a pair of dark green eyes. With great reluctance, a few days earlier he… showed Wind Dancer his consent to go a bit further in their odd relationship. For now they never move past simple gestures, and the occasional snuggle.

“This is going to be great party.” She said, nuzzling his neck in her greeting.

“You know it will be, with Cherry planning it.” He answered hugging, but then he took a step back. The dark gray unicorn could see the slight disappointment in her eyes, mixed with growing frustration. But they kept talking about unimportant things, as if everything was all right.

By the time the celebration was set up, the tables were filled with fruits, vegetables and many dishes and desserts made out of them.

When the celebration started at dusk, they entertained himself with singing, telling of tales and three ponies even provided music with a flute, drum and a lute. The adults also indulged in hard cider that Iron Hoof managed to buy in Oldhay.

Somber was having the time of his life, with fillies and colts listening with rapt attention to his tales, about a unicorn colt that just discovered his magic and his adventures in a magical school. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wind Dancer, living up to her name. Her moves were gracious and almost sensual, and her dancing with one of the bonfires in the background moved him in a way he couldn’t describe. For a moment he lost interest in anything else, not realizing he stopped his tale mid sentence.

Then he felt a pair of hooves on his back. He looked behind him only to see a grinning Golden, and a few other young fillies giggling behind her. The colts on the other hoof were nowhere to be found.

“Oh, I’m sorry Golden… where was I…” He was not going to admit to the filly he was staring at Wind Dancer.

“Just go dance with her uncle Somber… Sheesh, everypony in the village knows she fancies you.” Golden’s blunt words made his jaw drop, and the fillies giggled louder as he felt himself blushing. The resolute fully butted her head into his back to make him move.

“Alright, alright…” He muttered standing up, and firstly walking towards one the barrels of the hard cider. Somber knew that it was a bad idea, but he had no courage to join the cream colored mare in the dance. He drank one of the mugs in hasty gulps, and then moved toward the sensually moving mare, hoping he wasn't making a mistake.

Somber was unaware that most of the gathered ponies were watching him, as he come up to Wind Dancer, and matched her moves, which resulted in the most passionate dance some of the villagers witnessed in their lives, some even blushed looking at the pair as they dance with bodies pressed together. Of course bits changed owners, as bets were lost or won…

The party lasted until the moon was at its highest, and everypony was either too drunk or tired to notice a pair of ponies heading toward Wind Dancer house. And those that cared, and saw, knew that it was going to be special night for those two...

Comments

[Balewood]

Just caught sight of this and read it start to finish, couldn't have stopped if had needed to it was that engrossing, not so sure about where it's going but I'll be eagerly awaiting the next chapter. Just needed to say, Thanks for Writing!

[SpiralStallion]

Nice story you've got going here. Probably a new favorite. Continue.

[Raziel Lupercal]

Are you transferring this from the one on (fanfic.net?) or is this your own take or a rewrite the only reason I ask is this premise is extremely similar to a fanfic I was reading on their a couple of days ago which had 11 chapters in it and the same premise and name?