Rainbow Dash closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the strange dichotomy of the chill morning wind in her face and basking in the warm sunlight bathing her back as the dawn rose behind her.
She'd gotten an early start this morning, too filled with nervous, excited energy to sleep for long. As she looked down across the plains beneath her She decided the view was worth the lack of sleep.
As far as the eye could see in every direction, the ground beneath her was covered in tall stalks of wheat. This in tandem with the fresh sunlight created the illusion that the whole world was covered in a near endless rippling wave of gold dancing in the wind, with only the occasional field of vibrant flax, forming purple-blue lakes and the occasional bright red farmhouse the otherwise unbroken view.
All this was further punctuated by the vast sprawl of the rocky mountains peaking up over the far western horizon.
Dash smiled and laughed soaring above the fields doing lazy zig-zags and flips, dashing her way between stray clouds soaking in the natural beauty of the lands around her. The hours seemed to slip away like this, small towns popping up in the distance and drifting away behind her. At one point she even stopped to take a nap and eat a quick lunch in a small copse of trees that stuck up like an island amidst the golden waves of the world around her.
As dawn turned to dusk the scenery began to shift, fields of blue and golden yellow shifting to the green of grass, roads and highways began to criss-cross the landscape and much more regular intervals, and a great city began to rise up above the distant horizon. Sprawling residential districts and massive skyscrapers overtook everything in sight as the sun began to set.
Lights... that was perhaps the best way to describe the cityscape from above. As the sun settled gently behind the mountains The whole city filled with lights, from street lamps along the roads to the hundreds of windows in the towers that loomed above them.
One such tower was a tall spire, beneath a large glass room topped by an antenna. Its colours and shape were vaguely reminiscent of a lighthouse until it suddenly lit up in a vibrant display of flashing colours and neon lights.
Rainbow Dash flew in for a closer look, admiring the myriad of colours as the lights shifted and flickered. The cyan pegasus flew a few loops around the building, taking a peek inside the windows to find a restaurant that rotated slowly as the customers ate, providing them a constantly shifting view of the cities skyline, and now of a certain curious rainbow-coloured observer peeking in on them.
She laughed and saluted as a few of the diners took notice of her and began to point and stare before zipping away as quick as her wings could carry her, The night was still young and she wanted to put some distance between her and the city before settling down to sleep under the stars.
And in the morning? She'd fly west.
Scary title is scary.
Someone's gunning for the "purple mountains" award. Super hard.
How many dayum people live around mountain ranges, anyway? F'naaaaa. I miss the sand bar from chapter one.
Oh snap. A rotating restaurant. Is it *that* rotating restaurant? If so... talk about friggin' timing, maaaaaaaaaaan.
Ah. And it was over. Atlanta. That was Atlanta, right? Too bad she didn't stop by Stone Mountain Georgia and... I dunno... nuzzle Robert E Lee's rocky cheek or something. That would have made for some snazzy Maud Pie retrospective.
Unless it's not Georgia. In which case... somebody toss the poor petite pegasus more Spaceneedles.
8105880 Haha, Sadly, no this was my Home city of Calgary, up in Alberta, Canada that was the Calgary Tower.
The countryside in this province is just... Wow if you happen to pass through it at the right time of year.
As for my Purpleness... Well purple is my favorite colour ;)
and your prose is my favorite part of your writing, I love the way you make me think and feel when you get purple, so I wanted to try and do the same to you in turn with my contribution.
Sadly that also meant my chapter was super short. but I think that is also kind of fitting when you consider The Start of Austraeoh.
also reading this now, Skirts is right, I purpled the fuck out of that prose when I wrote it.
8105990 Calgary tower.... Wouldn't it be nice to work in *points upwards* That office up there?