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Thirty-Minute Pony Stories - Silvernis



Stuff I wrote for Thirty-Minute Pony Stories.

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196: I Dream of Socks

196: I DREAM OF SOCKS


We have only rarely discussed our dreamwalking, as most ponies find the subject . . . unsettling. We do, of course, understand such sentiments. Dreams can be intensely personal places where our strangest, darkest, most embarrassing inner thoughts take shape. To enter them uninvited is admittedly forward, even rude, perhaps even a violation. It is our duty to do so, however. It is our duty to protect our loyal subjects even in their sleeping minds. It is also a duty that . . . circumstances forced us to neglect for a thousand years. I . . . have much catching-up to do.

Tonight we have been watching the dreams of those ponies who bear the Elements of Harmony. For the most part, they have been fairly mundane and predictable. Generosity dreams of fine dresses, impressed aristocrats, and dashing princes. Loyalty dreams of the elite flying squadron my sister set up several decades ago, fixating in particular on the way the captain’s flanks look in her snug flight suit. Laughter dreams of parties, parties, and more parties, each one madder and more raucous than the last. Kindness dreams of picnics with her creature friends, quiet affairs occasionally punctuated with happy singing. Honesty dreams of apples, ledgers full of black ink, and sometimes Loyalty. Magic dreams of books . . .

. . . and socks. We have walked many strange dreams in our long life, but the dreams of Twilight Sparkle are decidedly among the strangest. When we entered her sleep, we expected to see tomes and spells, perhaps her young dragon assistant, or perhaps my sister (to whom she is quite devoted). We did not expect to see socks. We did not expect to see our royal person. We did not expect to see socks upon our royal person. We certainly did not expect to find the effect oddly pleasing. Because we did not. We are not at all interested in frivolities like socks, regardless of how cute Twilight Sparkle thinks we look in them.

Also, we are emphatically not expecting to visit the royal seamstress tomorrow to have our royal legs measured. Very definitely not.

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