I have always wanted to fly just one more time. It has been my life long dream, but I can't fix my condition. Yet someone once told me, falling is just like flying, only with a more permanent destination. He was only in a book, but he was right. And I am willing to give it a chance, no matter where my final destination is.

(If you can find the Sherlock reference before you read the story you get cookies)

Nightmare moon is stuck. She was banished to the moon about 300 years ago and is just regaining her magic. One day she is floating through the dream scape and makes a startling discovery, the secret to her escape.

This is my first ever fic. Please feel free to point out any spelling or grammatical errors. I know it's really short I'm not a good writer kay?