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Serinity Southerland

Hobby Writer, Fledgling Fanfic Creator


Disturbances in the magic of Equestria causes rifts between worlds. One unlucky hiker stumbles into one such rift and finds themself in a new body and in a new world.

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How is this an alternate universe story?

Apologies. I misunderstood the tag. I removed it to avoid confusion.

could be interesting keep it up.

started reading it it's pretty nice so far

Thank you! I appreciate you taking the time to read, any and all feedback and criticism!

Now this I've got to see; I'll be willing to see how good Z is going to be training with Rainbow Dash. When you view your world with an attitude of gratitude, you are training yourself to focus on the good in life.

I really like how you handle Spike. It's rare enough that authors include him at all, much less give him a chance to show off his enthusiasm, naïveté, and relationships with Twilight and her friends, and all without him even being the focus of the scene.

Thank you! To be honest, his parts were some of my favorite to write in that chapter! I'm glad that you liked it. And thank you for the feedback! It's always appreciated!

So far so good, Serenity Southerland. This new chapter is going very well. I'm sure the doctors will figure out what's going on with Z's wings and I'm really hoping she'll do some great training with Rainbow Dash soon. Your dreams are what define your individuality. They have the power to give you wings and make you fly high.

I have this feeling getting her to fly will involve pushing her off a cloud. I mean that's pretty much the same as jumping into the ravine.

I’d spent several days limping about the woods, feeling rather aimless as I went. The only direction I knew to go was wherever the stream chose to flow, and even it seemed confused at times. Food was an issue that was beginning to weigh heavily on my mind as my energy levels grew more shallow with every day. Every step seemed to leave me feeling more tired and more ravenous than the last. I even thought about attempting to chase whatever poor woodland creature I saw next in an attempt to quell the rumbling in my belly though the idea of eating anything that breathed still left me feeling like a monster.

I would suggest (being a Pegasus) trying fish, but I imagine that would prove rather difficult to pull off. Having little to no dexterity, at the moment, and all.

I'll definitely keep that in mind as an option in the future, thank you!

“I’m sure it’ll look amazing once Rarity works her magic. If anypony knows about fashion and looking one’s best, it’s her!”

It's definitely not Rainbow Dash. Not this generation, anyway.:ajsmug:

“Well, I guess you could say that. My mentor was a little nutty sometimes, but he was always trying to teach every-pony about how to live off the land just in case something crazy happened and society collapsed. I didn’t believe most of his 'end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it' stuff, but I definitely learned a lot from him.”

At home we call that, Teotwawki, for short.

“How interesting. Ponies haven’t had to do much surviving for a long time, probably not since the first tribes came to Equestria. Camping trips with pre-packed meals and tents are really about as rough as it gets. It’s amazing that somepony still practices the old ways."

I was under the impression that those who do can always find a friend.

Uh, sorry; wrong franchise.:twilightsheepish:

“So…cutie marks are the things I’m seeing on everypony’s flanks and they denote what that pony’s particular talents are. Pinkie has balloons, which makes sense considering she’s a party animal. Rarity has gems…I guess that’s because she’s beautiful? Or maybe she helps make others beautiful? Maybe she’s good at finding gemstones? Hmm…and Twilight has stars…I wonder if that’s supposed to represent magic or if she’s really good at astronomy? Do ponies have telescopes?”

The answer to all of the above is yes.

“He’s just shy. He can talk when he wants to, he just don’t see fit to say more than what needs to be said. Though, by the looks of it, you seem to be takin’ a liking to him,” she teased with a chuckle.

“W-wha? No! What gave you that idea?!” I blurted out as I felt the color rise in my cheeks.

“I’ve seen you starin’ at him a few times since yesterday.” She wasn’t wrong. I had caught myself staring a few times, but mostly in awe of just how big he was or how strong he was. Not because I liked him or anything, more like I admired him. I was a pretty healthy guy back on earth, but I wasn’t exactly tall or particularly muscular. I always admired the dedication of those bodybuilders and gym nuts that spent years of their lives sculpting their bodies to be the living images of those Greek and Roman statues of gods, and Big Mac’s physique reminded me of them somewhat. Those rippling muscles, long flowing mane, the way he was able to buck a tree without toppling the whole thing down…

“Oh…oh no. Of all the things to change about me…that…?” The heat in my cheeks flared as I tried to reel in my wayward thoughts.

“Haha! See? You’re nearly as red as he is! It’s alright, Z. Your secret's safe with me.” She gave me a wink and chuckled.

She must have noticed my change in attitude, as she quickly stopped chuckling and adopted a worried expression. “I’m sorry, I was being a might rude. I didn’t think you’d take it so hard.”

“Just ‘a might?’” I sighed and shook my head,

That would be a mite. Sorry; I'll stop being a grammar Nazi now.:twilightsheepish:

Comment posted by Serinity Southerland deleted Apr 4th, 2022

Thank you! I actually really appreciate that. It's hard to catch all the little errors since I'm my only editor.

hey; it happens. Constructive criticism being a good thing, and all.

DEstructive criticism, however,,, Let's just say that once a comment on a story I had said, verbatim

There is absolutely nothing redeemable about this story and it should be scrapped entirely.

To my lingering regret, I deleted the whole story. I was also literally speechless for the next half hour or so.

That's awful! I'm sorry that happened to you. Have you ever thought about giving it another shot?

I've... considered it? I might just reboot it, sometime.

Admittedly, that story had flaws, here and there, but I say in my profile description that I might make changes occasionally.

If you decide to, I'd love to give it a read. I know harsh criticism can be really disheartening, especially since I have a hard time with self-doubt and being overly critical with my own self/work. Just remember that as long as you are happy with your work, and enjoy what your are doing, it makes it worthwhile, no matter what it is. And that will come through in your work as well. :twilightblush:

Well, you know what they say about being one's own harshest critic...
I do, however, have a few stories (some are even actually finished) with rather positive ratings. A few that I'm especially proud of are

EEasy As... Pizza?
In the aftermath of Secrets and Pies, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie are making up, when Soarin (who had followed the prismatic ponk to Ponyville) decides to add his two bits
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ERainbow Dash: Beauty Unleashed
When Rarity is invited to a fancy party, Rainbow Dash surprisingly feels the need to come with. Knowing that she's less than optimally classy, she turns to Princess Cadence (who is in town to visit Twilight) for help,
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EFirst Time Caster
Casting your first major spell; something any unicorn filly or colt looks forward to!
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“Dear Princess Celestia,

Oddly, this immediately occurred to me upon reading that line.

I think it's a great chapter, Serinity Southerland. I like it. I'm crossing my fingers if the doctor is going to check Z's wings that way, she can train with Rainbow Dash to learn how to fly. Everyone has the ability to increase resilience to stress. It requires hard work and dedication, but over time, you can equip yourself to handle whatever life throws your way without adverse effects to your health. Training your brain to manage stress won't just affect the quality of your life, but perhaps even the length of it.

It's curious how her wings are all but useless, her brain not knowing what to do with them, at least on a conscious level, while she was able to speak, hear, and read Equestrian as soon as she was dumped in the Everfree.

As for the unknown changeling, the portal makes it obvious this is another lost human. The mental torture takes this down a dark path quickly, however.

As for her wings, that's coming rather soon. 😉

Dreams 2 is kind of more like a teaser for another story based in the same timeline. I haven't released that one yet, but I have the first few chapters worked out though, so I could begin posting that one as well sometime soon.

twilight sparkle, the royal handymare

after reading for about 10 chapters, i have to say this story wasn't my liking. but fans of five scrolls or silververse might find this right in their comfort zone.

this is story without body or social dysphoria as protagonist's body were preloaded everything including equestria-specific social instincts. home longing was downplayed and being dominated by anime-like gay baiting.

you supposed to giggles at how cute protagonist is. but i mostly cringe at it.

I appreciate the feedback! I'm sorry it isn't for you, but I really do thank you for giving it a try, and you can always DM me if you have particular qualms or questions. :twilightsmile:

Teraunce #32 · Apr 16th, 2022 · · 13 · Alone ·

Another realization hit me. I couldn't say my old name. It’s not like I had forgotten it. Seth Madigan was only me for 30 years, so I’d know my own name. It was as if my brain no longer had words for that name, like it no longer translated or didn’t exist. “ Oh, horses have muzzles. Maybe…” No. It was a language issue. My voice was not only more feminine, but my new lips spoke in a language I’ve never heard before, yet I understood every word they spoke. My mouth wasn't designed for English, or any human language anymore, yet the words I uttered made bizarrely familiar sounds to my ears.

And you've lost me. Good start but random unwanted transgenderization and loss of identity turn me off.

Methinks something might be happening with the Princesses and her lack of magic soon.

Good chapter.

I appreciate you giving it a try though! Thanks for taking the time!

Edit: Oh, there's also a grammar error in there, lol. Thank you for quoting that section. :twilightsheepish:

I think you did a great job on your new chapter, Serinity Southerland, I really enjoyed it. The lotus sisters did a good job on Z's wings and I'm sure I'll be able to see that she's going to do some intense training with Rainbow Dash. Life is about being a versatile athlete and training in all realms of life.

I wondered how anyone could pull a tree up at the roots with a simple rope.

Heh. My grandfather pulled an orchard up by the roots, one tree at a time, with a team of horses and block and tackle. He said the last one in a row was the hardest, because there wasn't a next tree to use for leverage.

I'm very much enjoying this story.

I'm glad! Thank you for reading!

one of my uncles had a small orchard on his property, twenty or so trees. I didn't realize how easily they came up though, that's interesting! :twilightsmile:

“I thought this would be relaxing! Why the hay does that one pony look like a living pincushion!? And why does he look like he’s enjoying it!?” I thought to myself as a rather large stallion drove another metallic pin into a pony who seemed to be in heaven. I’ll never understand acupuncture…

Thank you! +1 point just for that

I wouldn't say they came up easily. We do know how, ah, enthusiastic the CMCs are.

“No! I should have told you personally that I was having a problem with my wings. I didn't think that it would happen again, so I opted not to tell any of you since it's…embarrassing.” I took a deep breath and explained what had happened with Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash the previous day, and their diagnosis. Sure, it was still embarrassing to have to admit that I was a broken pegasus, but that paled in comparison to the humiliation of nearly knocking somepony’s lights out because I was afraid of something I didn’t even understand.

Admitting one's failings and owning up to them like this is admirable. It can be very difficult. But sometimes there's a huge difference between what you feel is right and what you know is right. This is just right, right?

“Hmm…” I continued pawing at the wings, trying to get used to the new sensation between my shoulders. It was little more than weight, but it was a feeling. Small victories.

As Fluttershy might say,"Baby steps."

As this is your first step into horse words will be leaving some stuff to hopefully help you improve when I actually get to reading this in a little while :coolphoto:

Thank you for taking the time to read a first time writer of horse words! As I am but a neophyte, but I shall accept and review any and all comments and constructive criticisms from my elders with grace and humility. :scootangel:

That's okay, I enjoyed it. (Squeal excitedly) I can't wait to see Zinnia training with Rainbow dash. I'm eager to see how it'll turn out! To fly we have to have resistance.

Though I had to remind myself that I wasn’t really a pegasus, just a human in a horse suit.

That's a hell of a statement!

Good chapter.

“It’s my pleasure, and my job. Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.”

I don't think that's quite how it goes.:unsuresweetie:

“I know you’re struggling with a lot right now, Zinnia. Honestly, I can sympathize with you because I know what it’s like to have your world flipped upside down. It’s hard, and it can be confusing, and frustrating, and scary. But you have friends who you can turn to if you feel lost or alone. We’ll be here for you, no matter what.” Twilight said as she wrapped me in a hug.

That brings to mind...

“I may be a doctor and a surgeon, but even I can’t splint a broken heart.” He and his patient walked back to one of the open rooms, while the three mares looked at each other with a mixture of confusion and pity.

Oooh. Now that's what I call a metaphor. :fluttershyouch:

I actually borrowed it from an official post service :moustache:

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