The Dragon Chronicles

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The town of horsey doom

Mental note: never ride a train again. My body was shaking, shuddering and sweating the whole time. I think I have a fear of trains. Sad really.

For what purpose, are we on a train? asked a voice. The same one from yesterday. I now have time to notice that it was similar to mine. Only older, wiser and stronger.

Because we are going to a place called 'Ponyville.' I know. Terrible name. I thought clearly as I recalled the instructions that were give to me before I left.

I started to feel the train slowing down and ponies walking toward the doors, and jumped off my seat to join them. As so as the door opened my wing flapped them selfs and I shot forward into a wall on the platform. And yes, it hurt.

After a few minutes of grumbling on the station platform, I'm picked my self up and went down a random street. Wonder if I'll get mugged here. Anyway, I passed a curious array of buildings. Another three steps and my nose collided will a wonderful smell. A smell of fresh baked cakes.

It's hunting time. Nose close to ground like a dog. Check. Sniffing for lovely smell. Check. Following smell. Check. I tracked the smell all the way to a shop. A cake shop. Yumsies! I err... trotted inside for a quick snack. Gods, I got to get used to these horse terms.

After I polished off all of my chocolate cake, I went to town hall for housing details. I met the mayor, talked, bought house, blah blah blah, ect. ect. To basically sum it up, it was boring.

After about an hour of getting lost, I finally fond the place. It was a comfortable little house sitting in the middle of a  area of grass, like a large paddock with trees dotted around and a stream running through. Right next to a place called the "Everfree forest." Went inside. The interior was plain, normal and stripped bare of any kind of decoration. I decided to leave and grab some very important things for my new 'home'.

Ever tried to carry a bed and a mattress around above your head with only hooves? No? My advice: don't. It's HARD. I would spell the word but I can't spell so... meh. And I have to lug it all the way to my place and through the door which is in another category itself .

Lift it higher, boy!

Shut up and stop trying to be my personal fitness trainer, I grumbled. And tell me who you are! silence.

Yeah, so I had a lovely boring time hauling a bed around and finnding a good position in my bedroom for it, once I had I went to the kitchen and whipped out the knife I also bought. That's right. I'm a bad boy. I bought a knife. A very sharp one. Anyone who doesn't like that will have to deal with it.

I lay my head down on the bench in the kitchen and raised the knife above me. I slammed down with all my might and I prepared to start sawing.

Each of the smallest movements made my head throb in pain and I stated to scream and shriek.

"Muaa!" I was so started I lost my grip on the knife, which would of been very dangerous if it wasn't logged 2 inches into my horn.

I walked over to the window and opened it. "Muaa?" I repeated.

"Yes, muaa. You never heard goat sounds before?" Came a voice from the bushes right underneath the windowsill.

"Oi," I said, "get out of there, thank you very much." I was annoyed.

So, as I requested, the figure leapt from the brambles. The little dude had the upper half of a human and the lower half of a goat, you know, with the hoofs, fur, the whole enchilada. I'm sorry, but all I could sa y at that moment was "A saytr?"

The hybrid bloke just chuckled, "Thank you, for establishing fact of my species you get my respect. My name is Ampelos."

"I'm... not sure about my name," I said glumly.

"Oh, sor- Why have you got a knife in your horn?"

"It's  stuck, I tried to cut it off."

"Here, let me help," he began while stretching out his arms and begining to saw, "Are you planning on keeping this off?"

"I hope," I said through tightly gritted teeth.

"Well then, have this," after sliding the knife out of my horn, putting his hands in a pouch around his waist and pulling out some kind of plant and some verbal instructions, which I obeyed immediately.

Kill it the pestering voice said.

No was my instant reply.

"One more thing," Ampelos began, "why have you got a baboon in your house?"

I use my crazy hearing and sure enough, their was a baboon right behind me holding a basketball.

"Agh" the baboon commented.

"He says his names Nefriety," my new saytr buddy said. "Anyway, I best be going."

This is a most startling day. I'll just chuck my horn on the bench, make a potion out of it tomorrow and have an early night. It's around 6:30 anyway. Carrying bed around beds is hard.

I flopped down on the soft bed and just felt over the amulet around my neck. It was blank on one side and the other had a 'eye of Horus' design. Funny.

Is I started to drift of the little sound in my head talked again. Are you ready for a trip?

I assume I don't have a choice, I replied.

Not really, he admitted.

As I felt my eyelids droop I felt a tugging in my gut, but at that moment I fell asleep.