My name is Surf Wind, and I’ve got a dream: fly. Feel the wind in my mane, under my feathers, the hot streams that carry me to incredible heights…. I just have one tiny problem: I’m an earth pony.

The idea for this story came to me after obsessively listening to the song Learning to Fly by Pink Floyd.

This is the translation of my french-written fiction. You can read it here. Yeah, i'm french.

First translation by myself, editing done by the awesome, fabulous and fantastic Vivid Syntax.