The Adventures of James Stallion, Book 1: The Gift of New Life

Prologue

Dreams are life’s way of making one look toward the future; whether it is from a little kid wanting a toy so he waits eagerly for his birthday, or even a full-grown man who wants to have a high position in a corporation so he works tirelessly to reach the top.

Sometimes it’s not always as simple as it seems however; dreams also have a dark side to them. For the desperate or lonely of heart, dreams could also lead to more pain in their lives as well as happiness. Some people plan and make dreams that are so impossible to achieve that they go mad trying to obtain the unobtainable. However every once in a while, the unlikely does happen and one lucky soul gets what they want more than anything else in the world. I myself have had one such experience in my life. One that shaped my being and changed my very soul and sometimes even the faithless can change to see a better, more brighter future upon the horizon.

In order for you to make sense of my tale, you have to take a look into my past first so you can truly understand the full extent of it. My life prior to these events was a horrible one, though not as tragic as one might imagine I was a depressed soul, wandering through my life as if I was on autopilot and I would continue on with my existence as if it was nothing more than a simple movie.

I must clarify something first though; I was never at any point alone. I had friends and acquaintances that helped me through the tough times in my life. I always had food, clothing, everything that one would need to survive in the world. However despite all of this I was never truly happy. It was as if I was lost but always found all at once. I always felt empty inside.

There was one exception to my life that made me happy. Indeed there was one thing that made me continue on despite my never ending stress that I endured and that was the television show My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. I watched the show whenever I got the chance to, especially on the holidays when I had no one and no friends around or family to talk to.

The show itself really spoke to me. It showed what friendship was supposed to be like; indeed the way the whole world was supposed to be. Watching the show made me feel, if only for a few moments, happy. Even the fan fictions I read, despite their obvious differences between them and the show, gave me insight into a perfect world.

However it wasn’t until I read the fan fiction ‘My Little Dashie,’ when I really started to feel upset about my existence. The story made me feel truly connected with the show. The relationship between the man and Rainbow Dash made me have an extreme yearning to be there in Equestria. I knew that it was a work of fiction, of course, but the thought of a pony coming to our world made me want to go to their world. Again I also knew that the odds of that happening were slim to none, but it reminded me of something that my friend had told me awhile earlier; which was nothing was impossible, just highly improbable; and this advise good enough reasoning for me.

And so, I began to pray. Occasionally at first but soon every waking moment I prayed to God and asked him, no begged him, to take me to Ponyville and let me live in their world. After a solid two months of constant prayer, I began to lose hope. I didn’t lose hope in God mind you; I instead lost hope in myself. I had felt that perhaps my faith wasn’t strong enough, and I started to think that maybe I somehow angered God, and he was ignoring me.

Because of everything that had happened, I sank into a great depression. I was upset over everything that had happened, and it even got to the point that I would lay awake at night and cry for hours due to my inability to make it and achieve my dream. At certain points, I even had thoughts of suicide.

But things took a change for the better one night. After I had cried very late and was finally able to drift into a restless sleep, I got what I wanted and my dream was realized. I would awake the next morning and find myself in the place where I only dreamed of, and this is where my story truly begins.