Author's Note

Yeah.

Through the Portal, We Go!

All this time there was a portal back to your realm. All this time, there was a way home. None of these goddamned horses... none of them told you! Firefly herself went into this portal and said nothing of the sort! You stare at the janky looking mirror in contempt. They wanted to keep you prisoner in this godawful land of talking horses and gay rights. They didn't care for your well being. They didn't care for anything but themselves.

You're only just now learning of this mirror because of a certain book that was delivered to Firefly. A certain book that can transcribe messages through space-time. A certain book you knicked from under her nose because you were bored. A certain book... that told you about this portal. Once every thirty whatevers or so, this thing opens up and you have no idea how long it'd been since its last use. But, you're hoping your luck isn't shit for just this moment. You don't care about saying your goodbyes, they never bothered to tell you that you could even leave!

Slowly, you move your hand towards the reflective structure, hoping, oh-so hoping it would work. The moment your hand makes contacts with the glass, your hope diminishes. For all of a moment before light begins to shine through from the other side! The glass ripples at your palm and you slowly push it through. Fuck these horses! Fuck all of 'em! You take a step forward and thrust yourself into the mirror, full throttle like.

Prismatic colours surround you, your entirety, your vision, everything. You could even taste green! Which tastes remotely like ass, but you're not complaining. You're outta here! Rainbows flash by, well, the colours of rainbows do, but semantics. You fall through an almost infinite spiral, seeing no end to the brightness. It seems indefinite. Maybe you made the wrong choi-

Something akin to a fart sounds in your ears and you're standing outside somewhere unfamiliar. The front of a school? A university? You don't know. Your heart pounds in your chest, fear and dread—essentially the same thing, but fuck off, brain—building up inside of you. Looking up at what casts the shadow you stand in, you see a statue, a horse with... with the head of a man? Odd choice, but... maybe... maybe it means you're home! Only humans can design something so fucking stupid! You break out in a large grin.

You take in your surroundings ever more and see the backs of many heads entering into the building you stand before. They look human. Oddly coloured, but they look human and you'll take it! You run up to a cyan looking girl, wearing a cheerleader's ensemble and tap her on the shoulder. As she turns around, slowly, ever so slowly, the grin on your face turns into a look of shock and revulsion.

"Nnneeeeigh!" The horse-headed girl whinnies at you and you scream, backing a solid ten feet away from her. You turn on a dime and sprint back to the statue, what you'd assumed is the portal back. Your hand encounters solid stone and you feel tears beginning to brim at your eyes. No, this can't... this can't be happening!

You pound your enclosed fists on the rigid material, screaming at the top of your lungs.

"Let me in! Let me innnnnn!" To no avail.

You were stuck in horseman land for thirty seconds/minutes/hours/days/months/moons/weeks/years. And you had no way of telling which one it was.

Fuck.

You come to a stop as you rest your head against the statue's base. You'd rather be stuck in Horseland forever than be here... you're not even sure if their porn here is hot enough to jack off to! You might-you might have to desecrate the sacred tomes with marker over these unholy abomination's faces... a sin you were unsure you could do.

You silently weep underneath the statue, at a loss.