The Ballad of Harmony

Act One
Part Two
The Pink One

The laughter was growing louder and louder as I neared what I hoped to be the source. I slowly peered through the bushes and saw an earth pony! How joyed I was to find somepony, anypony! She was just rolling around on the ground laughing, the pony was pink, an odd color I thought, for I had never seen a pink pony before, I rushed out of the bushes and spoke “Hello!” The pony flipped up and sprang in front of me, “Why hello there! I’ve never seen you around before! You’re a unicorn? I normally don’t see very many unicorns around these parts of the forest. Well, I normally don’t see unicorns anyway. Oh! Are you lost?! Do you need any help getting to where you’re going?” the earth pony stopped talking when once she had shoved her face up next to mine. I looked at her with the most confusing look. I hardly had a second to realize all the things that she had spoken. The pony spoke so fast that it was a wonder she didn’t collapse from lack of oxygen. “uh… I.. er” I said, trying to remember exactly what it was that the pony had said “I.. am lost yes, do you know where the direction to Canterlot is?” The pink pony giggled at my request “Oh, silly unicorn, how could you not know where Canterlot is? Isn’t that the city of the unicorns?” I looked at the pink pony and then at the ground. I thought, I didn’t want to speak of anything that may frighten the little one. I looked the little pink pony right in the eyes and stated, “I awoke a few hours ago in this forest, I do not know of how I came to be out here, or where any towns are located. I found a crossroads a little bit back, but I don’t know what direction to take. Can you help me?

Can she help me? What a question I thought that was! Out of all that has happened to me within the last few hours I surely was not able to be helped. I wish I had chosen my words more appropriately but, alas, the little pink pony did not know of all the troubles that I had endured before coming upon her. She returned, “oh, well then! I know the direction around all of this forest! I can easily lead you to wherever it is that you want to go.” she paused and rubbed her head, her expression looked as though she was thinking very hard, and as fast as her “thoughts” came, they were gone, and she bounced around me excitedly. “okie dokie lokie! If you wanna go to Canterlot, then you’re going to have to follow me!” the pink pony jumped around excitedly, I was shocked at such a gesture. I did not want someone to follow me! Not for the destiny that I was to be given! I did not want a companion to follow me, for any amount of time. “I do not need your accompaniment, little one,” I stated, “just point me in the direction of Canterlot and I will find out by myself. The pink pony stopped jumping excitedly, she turned around and lower her head, “oh, I see. Well, Canterlot is to the east.” I was for a moment happy, I picked up my bag and headed off towards the east, but something inside me help me to a halt. Something inside me was shaking me, furiously, my stomach dropped and pain rushed through my chest. I turned around and saw the pink pony slowly walking into the brush, I busted out, “WAIT!” I hollered, but against my better judgment she was gone, gone into the brush. I looked at my feet and then to the ground, pain rushed in my stomach again. For some reason, the pain only went away when I tried to call for her to come back. I made up my mind, I wanted to speak to that pony again, no, I needed to speak to her again! I rushed off into the brush that she walked through. I looked left and I looked right, nothing.

How I felt at that moment, my mind had been set up, I wanted to have her help me on my way to Canterlot, no, needed it. My body was a shell, nopony to talk to, nopony to relate stories to, nopony just to have around. Just death, just destruction, just mayhem, I needed her assistance, for surely I would fail. I did not want to fail, not now, not ever.

I rushed to the left, then vigorously to the right, desperately searching for the pink pony. I ran and ran, but in the end, nothing. My mind was at a standstill, always I was wondering or thinking but now in this moment I could not think, I was frozen. This feeling stayed for a few moments, I then drooped my head down, my mane touching the ground, I used my magic to grab a compass out of my pack and pointed east. I sighed, “east…. Must go east…” then I walked. I felt as though i walked for days upon days, but I knew in the back of my mind it was only a few minutes, I founded myself the crossroad separation that led me to find the pink pony. That cute, innocent laughter that intrigued me so much as to investigate its owner…. I thought about it for only a moment, next I just gave up. A form of a world that would no longer be, because of my stubbornness. The pain shot my again in my stomach, more and more every time I thought of that pony, but it had to end, the thoughts had to end, or I would never accomplished my mission, my task.

I pointed out my compass, searched for east. To my knowledge I knew how to use the compass, so my simple task to chart east was completed in record time. I looked down the road. “Okay… here goes nothing.” As I began walking down the path the night’s sky began to take precedence over the sun, everything dimmed down. I sparked my horn to ignite light, to be able to see in this darkness. I walked for minutes. I knew it was only a few minutes because my thoughts did not take the best of me. All I thought was, one hoof in front of the other, to pace myself, to not over exert my strength… to conserve. Suddenly my thoughts took over, I thought of the future… what was in store for me. One simple word reignited my thoughts: strength. Would I have the strength to finish this journey? Would I be able to- SMACK.