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                   thousand year journey                   
                     -by flyingzebra-                      
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                         Chapter 1                         
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Chapter 1
I'm stitch .I used to be called cosmic splice. Your probably wondering why I say "used to be called" .Well let me explain.
I was born to a proud snow song and graphite. Wonderful parents, their long gone now. I grew up fairly normal I was always fascinated with the wonders of nature.it did not take long for me to find my special talent was genetics. it happened during one of my walks into a forest near my house. I had been studying a nest of spiders and that day was the day they where going to hatch.It was amazing to see them emerge from their eggs and like a wave they scattered across the ground, climbing trees. Trying to get as high as they could then watch them float away on tiny lines of silver. I spent the rest of my youth studying how everything worked especially how things grew and changed. I eventually  scrounged up enough bits to buy out a small facility where I could study whatever I pleased, in private, alone. looking back could have used more pony interaction. my methods weren't entirely, how should I say conventional. there is a fine line between exploration and exploitation. I crossed that line. My experiments became more and more unorthodox. my curiosity got the better of me. Ponies were going missing. it soon reached the point of madness I could not stand not knowing. nothing could quench my thirst. this led to dark magic. soon there was no way to "experiment" without being caught, so I used myself as the subject. needless to say dark magic +  genetics + clumsiness = a horrifying and painful transformation. I woke up  a considerable amount of time later 3 to 4 hours later to be exact ,as a dragon. I was amazed and in a lot of pain. I was now half my normal height and my brittle fur had turned into sharp scales my wings leathery my hooves where now claws. it was a breakthrough I didn't even care about how I was going to return to a pony I just wanted to share my discoveries with the world. first thing I did was fly to my parents. I didn't even get there I as was stopped by guards police simple farmers you name it they stopped me. a mob had gathered ready to rid me of there land its not every day you run into a dragon I could not even explain why I was there I could no longer communicate. so I flew far far away away from everything I had known until I reached a mountain where I have spent the rest of my days.