Rainbow Dash. I can see you flying in the air. You are soaring the skys above me. So free, so facile. As if it is nothing. A simple act. A flap of your wings, the power of your muscles, your longue, filling itself with air. Your mane and tail, dancing in the breeze. I imagine your wings, shifting their position to carry you around, how you want it.
I know, it sounds exaggerated, but I think, I have the right to see something so great, when I cannot have it.
I am sitting on my scooter and I am watching your flight above me. I always love to see you flying. Your incredible stunts. You are shooting through the air, almost hitting the ground, before you rose back into the sky. You are making loopings, flying backwards and forewards.
Sometimes when you feel really proud or are in a good mood, you even preform a Sonic Rainbow. It is an incredible sight to watch! You are shooting down like a comet, the wind cuts through your feathers and your eyes are narrowed in the concentration. You fly so fast that you become a blurry, blue version in front of me. Then one can hear a loud explosion, because you have finally flew faster then the sound. And then the great beauty happens: A large shockwave, coloured like a rainbow, stretches over the land. At the same time a rainbow drags behind you, bright and colourful.
It is always such an amazing sight and it is what you are most famous for. But that is not what I like so much about you. Or why I am your greatest fan. It is just the fact that you can fly. And you are not a miserable flyer like Derpy or a coward like Fluttershy. No, you are the best of the best! You soar through the sky like an eagle.
I wish, I could be half as good as you.
But I can not. I know that. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are always teasing me. First only because I do not have a Cutiemark yet. But that does not wound me that much. I know, that Applebloom has more concerns about that. She is really worried about her Cutiemark. Sure, I am excited about this as well and I cannot wait for my special talent to be revealed.
But still Blank Flank is not the only insult, those bullies can do.
"You have a pegasus in your team, who can not even fly!"
"Chicken Scootaloo!"
I cannot hear those words anymore. I am not a coward. I know, I am not as though as you, Rainbow Dash. But being brave is not the same as being reckless, or is it? And also my wings do not even look like the one of a chicken! I know, what my problem is. I do not have to be reminded about it all the time.
Sometimes when I cannot bear the insults anymore or when Applebloom and Sweetie Belle are busy and I'd like to be alone, I go to a hill on the other side of the town. It is not a really spectacular place. Just a large oak, under whose shadow I like to sit. Other trees are surrounding the place and behind me I can see the mountains, where a few dragons live.
Any other pony would ask: "What is so precious about this place? It looks any other place." For them this place is only good in summer for a picknic. But for me this place holds more to me then any other pony can imagine.
The thing is: A pair of eagles is having their nest in the rocks. Every now and then one of them is flying over that hill, looking for prey. Whenever I catch sight of them, I jump to my feeth and start running with them. I do not even use my scooter to get faster. I just ran and move my wings up and down like the eagles are doing it.
It is not this forceful, fast, stressed movements I am making, when I try to fly. It is a clear rhythm, calm and focussed. It is not an attempt to fly, but a flight in imagination. I imagine flying by the eagle's side, soaring with them through the sky.
Some ponies say that dreams can come true.
In my dream I am one of the best flyers. It is even shown in my Cutiemark. An eagle's head and a pair of wings. To show that I have the courage of them and can fly as brilliant as them.
When I fly in my dream, everypony stoppes and watches. They think, I am awesome. I preform difficult stunts, a Double Sonic Rainboom. I am respected and praised. No one looks at me with pity, but with surprise and joy. My friends are cheering below when I fly.
Even she stopps and watches. Rainbow Dash's eyes are filled with pride. In my dream she is already a Wonderbolt and has fullfilled her greatest dream. But she has also told Spitfire, that I should become a part in her team. Because I am such an incredible and great flyer.
During my day dreams myself in the real world sometimes stands up and opens my wings. I can feel the wind, caressing my face, whispering in my mane and tickle my feathers. And when I feel it, I imagine how it must be to be up there. My wings are flapping through the air, powerful and strong. Of course they are no longer the small wings I had as a child: No, they are as strong and beautiful as the one of my eagles.
I imagine how it is to soar through the air. No ground, which trapps me. I am free. I can fly wherever I want to. There are no borders for me. I can soar high in the sky, until I almost touch the sky. Or I swip through the forest, carefully avoiding the trees and their branches. I fly with my eagles and even best them in my flight. I feel so happy and proud.
In my dreams I am the Queen of the Sky.
But that is it. It is just a dream. I can only run down the hill, follow the eagle with my eyes, moving my wings and escaping in the world of my imagination, where everything is true, what can not be here.
When ponies say, that dreams can come true, they lie. Because mine can't.
Author's Note
A short thing I would like to say:
I do not hate Derpy. I really don't. I like her actually. But I needed some comparisons for Scootaloo, why she choose Rainbow as her idol and teacher. In my interpretation Derpy is not a good flyer due to her twisted eyes. But I do not hate her.
