Magic.

This five-letter word is at an epicenter of theories and questions. But very little answers. Much is know about this wondrous word, from legends and tomes of old. But there is always still so much to discover.

This is most certainly an interesting thought, however there is a place where this word means their whole world. That place is in a brightly lit corner of its universe.

Equis, a planet where Magic is not a concept but a fact, and every single being has Magic streaming through them. This connects them all to a single stream of being. A stream that is invisible to all but those who have learned to tap deeply into their Magic.

Though it was not always invisible. Once long ago on this planet the stream was rather clear. It flowed throughout the world visibly and was a warm, none judging and welcome sight. But as the years continued more and more of the world’s children were becoming unable to see the stream.

The ability was thought lost to them and so many searched for a way to reconnect to the stream. But their efforts were met with no results. However not all was lost, in search of the stream many inventions and ideas were born. Distraught but not unmoving the world’s children moved past the loss and continued to grow. Though thought lost the stream flowed around them happily always watching over them.

Many have seen glances of the stream and some can see it without trying. But for those who do one of two incidences occur, they are enlightened by the light and majesty of the stream, or they become crazed with the power they see before them, leading to insanity.

Of course the latter rarely happens in the present day of this world. Those who become enlightened become more than just knowledgeable. They become more powerful as well. They now call it ascension however, and instead of being ‘Those With Enlightment’ they are now simply called ‘Alicorns.’

Many of this world’s children are called ponies. They are colorful quadruped being, some with wings or a horn, and some without either. Alicorns are ponies that have ascended beyond their basic form and are gifted with both a horn and wings. Alicorns are thought to be demi-gods on this planet and hold a kind power over their ‘subjects’, even if there are only four.

There are far more inhabitants of this planet, griffins, hippogriffs, zebras, changelings and quite a few none speaking creatures such as birds, dogs and the like. And on this planet there are also very dangerous beings, hydras, Timberwolves, various chimeric-like creatures and dragons. The latter species is one surprisingly close to ponies and those touched by Magic.

Unfortunately it has been said even by the oldest of dragons that no dragon has been able to become enlightened enough to see the stream.

But one small purple and green dragon would say otherwise.

At first he assumed he was just mistaken or simply going crazy. He had been suffering from constant aches and pains from all over his body after all. To see a mix of almost transparent colors swim through the air like a snake and flow in and out of everything around him, including himself. He hid what he saw even from the one he called sister, she was an ascended so she might have known, but it came at the risk of realizing he might be insane.

So instead he mulled over his thoughts as he stared at it. The stream of color that never seemed to end, that touched everything and that felt infinitely kind and caring. He also noticed something else about the stream whenever any unicorn would preform magic even if was as simple as a levitation spell, the stream would stop flowing through their body and flow through their horn. Once the spell was complete the stream would return to its place on their body.

He observed the stream more and found that earth ponies have rather thick part of the stream coming out of them. Pegasi have the stream focused on their backs, at the base of their wings. He even notice something about his own, the stream had a rather thick flow going through his stomach as if drawn by the fire in him.

But his final discovery was on his own sister, though not related by blood. Whenever he saw her, the stream did not flow through her, but around her as if hugging her. When she preformed magic the stream would flow around her horn like a spiral.

He was in awe of this stream at times and constantly confused. What was it? Was it magic? Was it like a thread of fate? Was it just his imagination?

However he was also dealing with quite the issue himself.

Dragons generally grow to rather large sizes, even colossal some might say, however this dragon’s body seemed to refuse to grow. That’s not to say he doesn’t, he has grown a few inches but that is much less than he knew he should. Something was holding him back. Or maybe fate was playing a cruel joke. Maybe he would stay short and pudgy the rest of his life.

He desperately wanted answers to all of his questions. But no matter what he tried to think of it all came back to one option, he needed to tell ‘somepony’. However the confusing stream and the questions he had about his growth were put to into the back of his mind when he saw his sister wounded and tired.

She and the Elements of Harmony, a group of five ponies and her best friends, had gone and yet another mission for Equestria, their home. A dangerous monster had popped up near the borders of Equestria and had become a threat to those wishing to cross the border. His sister took it upon herself to drive the monster back, only to return to Ponyville, the town in which her castle rests, victorious but beaten.

Seeing her like this drove the dragon into a deep sorrow, one he had not felt for many years, and for the first time in four long years he swore something powerful to himself. Though he thought them just words they held more power than he realized. He swore if he could regain the monstrous form that he had taken on his fourteenth birthday he would gladly use it if it meant protecting her. That even if he lost himself to greed, he would use all the power he could to keep her safe from harm.

And he heard something in return for his cries. A sound he thought he made up but quickly realized it was no mean noise, but a voice.

“If you wish for power I cannot give you what you seek. However I can give you the means to make your own skills and create a power that would better suite one so touched by Magic. I can help you grow young one, and I can help you learn the true power of Magic.”

Author's Note

Okay…so this one is gonna take a while. You see theres a lot of world building in this fic. And oh man is there a lot of talking. This will be my third fic and I'm working on this one a lot more than the other. But now to my point. I need help. I need someone who is good at world building to bounce ideas off of. I hope someone can help.

Anyway enjoy this random idea that popped into my head.

Btw I literally wrote this without thinking too much of it through, thus the need of help!