The Author

The sun was finally setting on the city of Baltimare, and Far Reach was finally able to clean the floor between the bookshelves of the library.

After doing his final duty, he flipped the plaque on the door to "closed", took one of the books and, sitting at one of the tables, started to read voracious; but not even a minute after he started, someone, to his annoyance, started knocking on the front door.

Far Reach didn't know who was at the door, but he needed to be presentable, so he tucked his simple white shirt under his pants, hiding part of his light red fur, and tried to arrange his gray mane while tucking his wings near his back.

"A moment, please!' He shouted, but it was too late. A figure taller than him opened the door and entered, wearing the full armor of a city guard.

At the scene, Far Reach just stopped and blinked expressionless and, making a 190° turn, he stated returning to his table.

"Hey!' The guard trotted after him, taking off the helmet to revel in the beautiful face of a mare."What kind of welcome is that?"

Far Reach, already sitting by his table, just looked at the guard mare and smiled soft. "Alloy, you don't need a welcome, you're home."

The mare blushed a little with his affirmation and took a sit at the table.

"So, Reach, what's you working on?"

"You know how I can't understand this world, right?" Alloy nodded "So, I'm studying about it."

Alloy horn shone with baby blue light, not much different from her azure coat, and the book in Reach's hands floated to her.

"Behavior pattern and culture of Equines population, by D. Liebercolt..." Alloy then looked to Reach, her eyes with a tint of disdain "Reach, you are a PEGASUS, how can you be SO nerdy!"

"Hey, you know I don't know much of this world besides...I'm not truly a Pegasus"

"Oh, we both agreed on this" Alloy sported a devilish smile, Reach's wings spread a little unconsciously.

"Yeah, because I'm hum...-"

Alloy cut his sentence, emphasizing her words over his "Because you can't FLY!"

Reach looked at her unimpressed, but the way his ears moved showed to Alloy that he was really annoyed, which made her laugh loudly.

"Not funny"

"Yes, it is" Alloy fought a little to contain her laugh and, after some struggle, managed to do it and looked at her friend seriously."Look, if you really want to get to know us better, then I have an offer for you."

Reach raised an eyebrow.

"Why, instead of reading about the things you want to know, why don't you look for your answers by yourself?"

"How?"

"Observation, interviews, etc. Etc..." Alloy spoke slowly "You can even compare it with all these things you have been reading."

"Maybe..." Reach was deep in thinking as his friend spoke, he couldn't deny the truthfulness of her words "Alloy, maybe you are right. I saw so many species around the city.... I wish I could know more..."

"So it is decided, I will take some days off work, and we will travel around taking notes and meeting new ponies!"

"But the library..."

"Mom can take care of the library for some days. Besides..." She smiled a little before her face turned a bright shade of pink " ...Never mind, it will be SO FUN!"

"If you say so... I'm in."

When his last work escaped his muzzle, Alloy jumped from her seat with a brightly smiled.

"Deal, you and me, traveling alone throughout Equestria and..." Her face started to redden more and more as she spoke " You will write, I will protect and we... Maybe you can even remember who you are and... and..."

It was too much for her, as Alloy's face was so red that anyone who saw it would think she was going to faint at any time, so with a weak "bye" she ran away, leaving Far Reach alone once again in the library.

He sighed while looking at the door closing, smiling slightly.

He had been in this world for six months, and yet there was a surprise every day. And now Alloy have given him a golden opportunity, something he wouldn't lose.

He then stood up and trotted to the second floor of the library, the place where he had been living ever since he got there and, quickly, he found what he was searching for. Some blank scrolls, ink and a quill.

Returning to the table on the first floor, Reach turned on one of the light crystals that littered the place and started writing, not in Ponish, but in English.

My name is Farley Richard, also known as Far Reach by the locals, and I am a human.

Far Reach then bit the point of the quill while thinking, so much has happened in the last half year that he didn't know where to start. He was already writing in a language no pony would be able to read – a fantastic way to protect his information.

Six months ago, I was shot while going to college and... I believe I have... died. But, instead of going to any kind of afterlife... I woke here. In Equestria. The place of that cartoon show. As one of them.

Far Reach's quill stopped as he recalled the first weeks when he was wandering the city of Baltimare, walking aimless and eating anything he could get, no matter the quality.

He felt once again the fear and loneliness and absolute despair of his situation. But he swore to himself not to dwell on these emotions because, thanks to his state, he was rescued.

I woke in the streets of a city named Baltimare, and after some time, I got rescued by the Baltimare Guard force, and because of that I found myself in a comfortable bed, a bathroom and had some books to read. What was the problem because I soon realized that, while we can speak the same language, the written one was completely different.

Again, memories flooded. This time, happy ones.

Reach remembered how he was interrogated by the guards and how none of them believed his story, with all believing he had lost his memory and dreamed his whole life. Even so, one of the guardsmare chose to help him.

Day on and day out, she stayed in the barracks the maximum she could, teaching Far Reach how to read and helped him cope with his loss.

No matter what, she was always there even when it wasn't her duty, she was there for him. And, one day, she asked him if he would like a job as a librarian so that he could get out of jail. It goes without saying that he accepted it on the spot.

The people here are really understanding, and most of them have good hearts. Some of them are angels in disguise. That is why I wish to know more about them.

This is my goal in writing this.

To have a gift for the ones I that changed my life.

To the ones I love.