10 days

by GlazenDew

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Celestia, Sad, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Adventure
Length: 1210

In its maiden voyage, the newest, most advanced airship of its kind, the Celeste, vanishes. As the search vessels try to recover her and her passengers, you will hear from the vantage points of its 6 passengers.

In its maiden voyage, the newest, most advanced airship of its kind, the Celeste, vanishes. As the search vessels try to recover her and her passengers, you will hear from the vantage points of its 6 passengers: Two young unicorn lovers (Rocky Road and Vanilla), an earth filly flying on her own for the first time (Liberty), a successful business-pony (Mr. Small), an elderly pegasus whose wings can't take the strain of flying, and Dev, the airship's captain.

Published 2013-07-06 23:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-06 23:00:02 UTC

Day One

Day One

Dev.

Name- Capt. Develin Hanson- Captains Journal Entry # 1

We set flight today. The engineers thought (considering the time that they didn't get to put into it), that it would not be capable of even getting off of the docks. But it proved them wrong. We proved them wrong.

Although I cannot express my gratitude towards Celestia enough, I am compelled to understand why she would personally promote me to captain, when I've only done a few, less publicized flights. After all, this baby's got the newest, most recently discovered fuel source (from the Outlands), and the highest in rocket propulsion technology. Just mentioning the name of it, The Celeste, can make any science-pony get chills down their back.

Yet still, that though tears at the corners of my mind. Why?

Anyway, today I met the guests lucky enough to get tickets for the ride. Some seemed genuinely interested in the plane and where we were going (The little filly Liberty comes to mind), while others were too busy indulging in themselves or their other engagements... Who can blame them, though? It's not like this is as exciting to some other less scientifically-inclined ponies. And while groundbreaking, the general media wasn't snagged by the ploy.

If I can recall correctly, there are 5 other passengers upon the ship. I didn't get the names of them (save Liberty), though I suppose I can just search it up in the flight log later. But for now, I guess I'll just recall from memory.

Let's see... There was a newlywed couple heading for their honeymoon. Their cabin is next to mine, so I need to make sure that I have my earplugs with me. And that the interior decorators went with the padded headboards.

Then there's that white collar colt, too concerned with his business to relax or even return my well-wishings. My guess is that we won't be seeing much of him, as he seems very content with his BigMacbook Pro and Blueblood headset. Such a shame that some ponies can't be bothered to look up and enjoy Celestia's gift.

The last one I remember seeing was an elderly pegasus, who had a tendency to avoid the other passengers with disgust. Judging by his age, I speculate that he was probably a member of PAEM*. To be honest, I'm glad that he is straying away from the other ponies. I don't want him to scare the other passengers.

Okay, I should end this log for now. The radar is sensing some sort of landmass.... I never know how to end these things. I don't just want to end abruptly, or else you wonder if something was omitted. But then again, you don't want them to be too lengthy... Until next time. No no no. That won't do.

Author's Note

PAEM: (Pegasi Against Equestrian Multiculturism) A group of pegasi ponies strongest several decades ago, with an ideology that pegasi were the dominant equine race, and that other pony races should not get rights, and eventually, be exiled from Equestria to the Outlands. (see also: equinist puritans)

Preface

Preface

We are going today. Our honeymoon to the Ura falls.

My first flight, to the Ura Falls.
On my bucket list: the beautiful Ura falls.

To close my multi-million bit deal.
To prove my use. To prove her use.

This is our love story.
My first adventure.
My final escape.
My ticket to a 7-digit salary.
Our maiden flight. Today.

Liberty

"Mom! I'll be fine! Please, stop crying. It will only be a week. And grandpa and Grandma will be with me the whole trip!"

"It's not the vacation I'm worried about. It's the flight."

"Oh come on! These things are, like, made for safety!"

"I know, I know... But still..."

After a brief carriage ride, we arrived at the Equestria air docks. As we checked in with the ship captain, my mom made sure I had everything in my saddle bag. The intercom called out my flight. I gave the captain the ticket, and I kissed my mom on the muzzle. "Goodbye."

"Bye!! I love you! Be careful! Uh, use common sense!! And-"

"I get it mom! Bye."

"Oh... Bye."

I walked up the boarding plank. I was the last passenger on, so the captain (Des, I believe? I couldn't see his name tag clearly...) had the ground crew retrieve the plank as he secured the loading gates. After a few minutes of forced smiles at the other passengers, the ship jolted a little, the engine sputtering to life. The ship's movement smoothed out, going at a steady pace. I waved my mom away until we turned a corner on the mountain. I sat back on a stack of ropes and sighed happily. I was alone now. I was free.

Freedom is Subjective

Freedom is Subjective

I know who I am, yet I don't know my identity. I stand by my beliefs, but I can hardly count on anything else. Maybe that's why I forgot my name. Everyone who needed to know it either died or abandoned me when I needed them the most. I don't need them, any of them. If I have a will and some bits, that is. Both are accounted for, and I'm off. To the Ura falls- for good. At least being unloved has some benefits. You don't have to inform anyone when you plan to drop off the face of the earth.

Now that I think about it, I really don't know what's going to happen when I get there. I mean, I know what's going to happen (I'll get off, tip the capt., get some real food and such), but I don't know what will become of me in the long run. I might farm, I might fish, I might hermit, I may die. When you get to be my age, you learn to take everything day by day. You have to live with yourself for the next 24 hours, yet you can't acknowledge any remorse you may have, for that only weighs down on your shoulders. So am I regretful for my actions against the other races back in the day? I don't know. Living in my own world, I can stay the way I am. I don't need to change, as nothing outside can affect me unless our worlds directly cross. And they finally have. On this damned ship.

In all my years in my self-made bubble, I didn't have to think about it. Society was miles above me, and I kept it there. Maybe I was scared of facing them for my actions. Maybe I was scared of the change. Maybe I was scared of remembering myself.

This could be my gateway. My bubble... Do I still want it? Yes. I've gone too far this way to turn back. Even if I was going to challenge my belief, I don't think I could end up forgiving them for what they did to us. To me.

Author's Note

For anyone who actually cares about this fic (no one at the time of this writing, except for maybe me), I will probably keep writing shorter, incremental chapters like the ones I have been doing.