Whisked Away

by Harbinger Of Mist

Rating: teen
Tags: Other, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person
Length: 1097

You, a child, are told of wondrous excitement, and you arrive in sanctuary.

You have a normal life. You're just like any other filly: You're happy, you have everything you need, you have a family and friends who love you. How could it get any better?

Published 2016-09-29 18:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-09-29 18:10:01 UTC

Sanctuary

The sun beams down and all is well
Playing with your ball 'neath a tree to keep cool
You're rambunctious and loud as you play the day away
The first day of summer after ending pre-school

Not a care in the world, you are but a scamp
You're nary old enough to think for yourself
You have all the fun, and your parents all the work
You can trust the grown-ups to keep you in good health

The sun reaches apex and the clouds roll in
A welcome breeze brushed past where you laid
Mother has opened a window or two
And leaned out to call you to come back inside

Tomato soup with crackers and cheese
A small cup of milk to wash it all down
First time drinking without a spill
No more sippy cups, you're a big kid now

You had a nice lunch and are eager to return
To continue with your ball. You're back in a flash
It slips away and bounces out to the street
You chase after and meet with a heart-stopping crash

What felt like days of blackness and silence
You wake with a bruise and hoof to your head
You groan and open your eyes as you greet
"Don't worry, little one" a white alicorn said

Her face as cloudy as the image above her
Broken by only her emerald eyes
She was all you could see, all you could hear
All you could feel, a gift from the skies

"What happened?" ... "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry my child, but now is your time"
A calming sensation relieves the agony
As her serene melodies dance through your mind

"We can help..." "You can come with us..."
It truly has happened. It's hard to believe
You were too young, yet here you are
Here she is asking to "deliver or leave"

Motionless you lay with no where to go
Is this what happens to ponies when they "rest"?
"You'll never return" she solemnly assures
She'll know what to do. She knows best

Trust in the grown-up. Trust in the mare
Nothing to be 'fraid of and nothing to lose
She had only concern adorned on her mug
Awaiting anxiously for you to choose

Breath escapes as tears start to well
You cannot possibly get through yourself
You call with your answer to be taken away
By this angel who is only here to help

You're lifted and soared up to the sky
With nary a hope of what could have been
Bidding farewell to the life you once knew
If only mommy or daddy had seen

Like riding on the clouds you were shrouded 'round by
Delivery to your new life was smooth and unchained
Silent and alone with nopony watching
How fortunate it was scheduled to not shine or rain

Relieved and at peace in a trusted grasp
You feel your eyes become heavily lidded
She aided with her hoof to have you doze off
An unwanted surprise. You wish that she didn't

An alicorn's touch has graced your mug
Not like a monster as one might have feared
As soft and as soothing as woven silk
You take in her scent as the world disappeared

Groggy and foggy, your senses return
All that surrounded was blurry and bright
No longer just one, now two companions
Greet as you wake and recover your sight

Set down on all fours, you gaze back up.
"Welcome, little one." The new male replied.
Dressed all up in white, he extends out his hoof
To help you continue to "the new world inside"

Giant steel gates have shown up behind him
As you see the world around as clear as before
Beyond the two ponies, beyond the great gates
A world made of fantasies from the days of yore

"A place without fear, a world without evil
A wonderful sanctuary full of love and bliss
No need to worry, no need to flee
A world that out on fillies shan't miss"

So many promises, so many hopes
This new world that greets you sounds too great to be
As you work up a smile and greet your new friends
One question remains. "What happens to me?"

The gates then open and you're guided inside
You see all the new toys that are displayed on the shelves
Swings and ropes and candy as well
The best part is you have it all to yourself

Sooner than you could ask "what will we do first?"
A tickle fight ensues and you're already losing
Your cries go unheeded for them slow down
The sounds of their enjoyment was all too amusing

Caught in the middle you finally break free
A chance to catch your breath as your friends sat there tired
Before you could choose a game of your own
They continued the fun with what they desired

You sat up on a swing and waited for more
Your friends grabbed supplies and chortled with glee
A paintbrush and tubes, some scissors and paper
But you're left bare-hoofed. "What about me?"

A fun little twist, you are the canvas
They start painting flowers all over your chest
Cute little drawings adorned all over you
They still were not done, for the last was best

You sit and adore your new painted self
As your friends put together a fun paper crown
You love the design, but they did even more
Their giggling never quieted, their smiles never frowned

They set it upon you and you feel a great rush
A great little tingle surges all through
"What did I do to deserve this?" You ask
"Nothing," they say. "We just like you"

The rush has subsided and you feel all released
All the colour disappeared, and so did your friends
You see nothing but grey as you look all around
Nothing made sense. "This is the end"

You're startled by what seemed like a floating black cloak
It reveals its own hoof and beckons you near
"What happened to me? Where are my friends?
Where was the fun place? It was all just here!"

Another gate was summoned just behind the dark figure
Behind were other fillies all sad and in tears
They wanted their mommies and daddies to find them
But they could never reach them from here

The gate screeched open and you're left with no choice
"This is your new life, for you've met your doom"
Dread courses through you as you hear that this is
"A special place for fillies who pass too soon..."

Don't talk to strangers...