The Snow pony

by Lia The Gray Wolf

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad
Length: 1267

The short tale of a lone pony in search of peace

A lone mare in search to escape the blizzard and find peace.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-12 17:05:29 UTC

The blizzard

A lone figure walked through the frozen tundra. Her mane flowing harshly in the breeze as she trucked through the treacherous snow before her. Each hoof step becoming weaker every time she stepped into the deep snow. Snow coated her hooves in a white powder that she couldn't seem to shake off. Her breath grew heavier as her heart beat followed, becoming slower and slower with each step she took. Her horn waved high and proud but she couldn't use magic since the cold atmosphere was to much for it to bare. She looked back at her massive wings and shook off icicles that dangled from her worn out feathers. She sighed and continued on into the never ending storm. Her hooves stomping harder as rage filled her veins, providing her body with the only warmth it had left. She stared at the path ahead of her but a vast nothingness stood hauntingly before her. Each breathe, every hoof step she took seemed to only lead her farther away from the peace she wanted to find. Her eyes filled with tears but none fell, they froze before falling which only lead to the pony's pain. She stopped in her tracks and looked back to see all her tracks gone. She softly hung her head in defeat. Waiting for the wind to take her, she cried a silent cry. All the pain she felt while traveling through this place, every second wasted in the vast storm she had traveled through, nothing had meaning to her anymore. She wailed loudly up to the sky asking, "why, why have you sent me here," her thoughts raced through her mind like the storm that spiraled around her. Finally her hooves gave out and she fell to the ground. Weakened by her long journey she lay defenseless. She allowed tears to run down her face as she slowly gazed to the ground.

Her body grew cold and her heart seemed to stop. She lay there allowing the cold to creep up her hooves and reach the last place she had warmth. With a heavy heart she smiled at the thought of dying. All her life was meaningless without the warmth and happiness she so desperately desired. No hope rested within her beating heart, no love warmed her body. She was alone, with no one to help her and build her into a stronger mare. She shook as her body grew cold. The thought of losing all she had left traveled in her mind and didn't leave. She had nothing left and so she chose to die. To die alone without the warmth or peace she hoped to find one day. This frozen wasteland was where she had been all her life. She had never seen the light of day nor the soft glow of night. Seemingly enough she had no home. She had no place to belong. The storm grew louder and harsher as she lay. It's winds picked up as they swirled around the pony. Snow bathed her body in it's strange, but real warmth. Her eyes grew big as she stared all around her. The storm stopped. All the dark menacing clouds began to clear, and the raging winds died. Snow began to fall and settle into it's place until no snow was left in the air. She looked at the sky to see not only the radiating moon, but the soft glowing stars that twinkled like diamonds in the night sky. The blueish black sky warmed the pony, the chilling air around her was more than she had ever imagined. She lay in the soft snow, staring at the sky with wonder. Each star seemed to shape figures in the sky. She connected each one of them, making out a bear, then a fish, a wolf, and so on.

All was silent, the only thing that was heard was the slight whispering of the wind as it blew small patches of snow into the air creating beautiful colors each time it did it. The pony smiled and watched all the beautiful details. She watched how the snow glistened in the moon's bright light, and how when it blew into the sky once again how it created a rainbow as it fell to the ground. Everything around the mare was beautiful. No longer did the winds blow hard against her, and no longer did the clouds block her from the evening sky. She smiled and began to cry tears of joy for the first time in her life. She had been blinded for so long from the beauty that the snow and night held. Her horn began to glow a soft purple as she used her magic to coat her cold body in warmth. She moved her wings freely and happily in the snow, creating a very large snow angel. She rolled onto her back and looked straight up at the moon. Finally she focused her thoughts on only her surroundings. As hope filled her thoughts a dark cloud began to come into view. Her smile remained as she let out one last tear. "I have finally seen the night and all it's beauty," she said in a calm tone. With those last words she shifted to her side and closed her eyes.

The Dream

Snow glaze woke with a start. "What had been the horrible nightmare I had," she said in a soft spoken voice. Upon Celestia raising the sun in the morning Snow Glaze was one of the first ponies to wake up. "I have had the dream before," she said with a grin. "Not only have I lived that nightmare, I had also believed it." Her words ran smoothly and coldly, "I do not mean to disrupt you my dear child, but why do you believe such a dream?" Her voice changed as she thought about the question that she had placed upon herself, "I do not know my dear self. I believe it because i know it's true, for I am that pony that travels alone. Until i created you of course." Snow Glaze smiled in the mirror, "But why did you make me exactly? I am only a creation of your imagination." "I was lonely my dearest. I know that my heart shall stay cold upon the entering of the mare I once was. So I created someone who could fill in the hole she left upon me. Of course that someone was you." Snow leaned back in her bed and stared at her star coated ceiling, "Do you ever look at the stars and ever wonder why you exist? Why your alive when no one cares about you? Why you were placed on the earth to live a cursed life with no one to love you?" Silence filled the room until the other spoke, "Yes, but I know the answer to it. You created me to be there to love you, to be there to care for you." "Perhaps I don't see it anymore," she said with a solemn tone. "but why give up on what you believe me dearest one. You have much to live for and much more to look upon in many ways." "But why do I feel lonely ?" "Because you don't believe it, you don't believe in me anymore." With more thought she smiled. "I guess you are correct my friend. But I shall try harder to believe." With those words she got up and stared out the window of her castle into the frozen wonderland before her, "I shall try my hardest to believe..."