Author's Note

Hi everyone! Thanks for taking the time to read this. All feed back is appreciated I put the mature tag as well as the Sex tag for later chapters and I will be sure to mark it in the authors note if their is some steamy stuff. Thanks again for your time!

Chapter 1: Sols change

“Aw hell I'm gonna be late for dinner” Sol thought as he woke up from his nap in the park… or what was the park before he dozed off. He had decided to take a nap after having a picnic with his mom. Though she said she was going to leave to start preparing dinner for when his father got home. Though those thoughts were now starting to make it to the back of his mind as he looked around and found himself outside some castle ruins that definitely hadn’t been there when he fell asleep. Panic started to rise in him as he did a 360 in an attempt to find anything noteworthy of home. In doing so he fell over and stared at his hands, or rather what were now hooves?

“What in the 9 hells is going on with me today am I having one of those, what was it? Lucid dreams yea” Sol now panicking a little harder now flailed around and tried to pinch himself only to face hoof immediately. Now with a rather sore cheek now growing to a slight ache he just rolled to his back and just went limp and screamed as loud as he could muster towards the setting sun. Birds flew off the trees in response to his rather sudden outburst but Sol couldn’t be bothered at the moment; he wanted to know what happened?, where is his family?, and where is he?

Even though he wanted to cry and just and go home, he had to find answers before he did, but safety first. He was in an unfamiliar land, polymorphed into a horse presumably and it was getting dark fast. He turned towards the ruins and began to explore what would be his shelter for the night. He looked around and found some sticks and stones from the decrepit ruins of what was surely a beautiful castle during its time. The marble stones, the murals that were starting to peel slightly but were still put together enough to make out the outline of 2 rather large and colored horses. One being a brilliant night sky blue with a lovely mane of what looked like the night sky he could see overhead, and the other a dazzling white with a flowing mane of pink, green, blue and teal.

“Man, I need to find something for a fire. Maybe I could use some of this marble to make a small fire pit” Sol sighed at having to recall all his boy scout survival camping trips he did when he was kid.

Continuing deeper into the ruins he found himself in what seemed to be a bedroom. He looked at the bed against the far had rotted and waterlogged and was falling to the left so using it was out of the question .The dusty sheets were the only salvageable thing about the bed despite being mildewed but it was manageable. Sol stopped for a moment when he was entering the bedroom and looked to his left and saw a mirror next to the doorway. He slowly crept his way over to it and saw a very unfamiliar entity looking back at him. Through the moonlight Sol could see what used to be; a 22 year old, 5’10” tan male weighing about 150 lbs., with hair that reached his shoulders was no longer looking back at him. What He did see was a 5ft cream colored Unicorn stallion with a mane and tail that matched the colors of the sunset. It was a purple and pinkish color that resembled a strawberry sky. His eyes were a light lavender with pupils resembling the bright North star.

“I’m a unicorn? Aren’t those a myth that children dream of owning once or twice? Today could not get any weirder”. As Sol was contemplating what to do next he grumbled and walked over to the bed, and tore the sheets off the bed with his horn and teeth and slowly made his way back to his makeshift fire pit in what could only have used to be the entrance hall.

“I wonder if anyone still comes out here for anything, I doubt it considering the shape of this place” he said to no one in particular. Honestly the only thing keeping him calm at the moment was him talking himself through what he should be doing. Sol arranged the stones in a neat circle and gathered some wood from the sides of the castle and threw the wood into the pit and then proceeded to pat himself down for a match,

“And I don't have clothes to hold a match that’s right, of course I don’t have clothes, or my wallet” he sighed and remembered he had a horn and was a unicorn, and there supposed to be magical. “I sure hope this magic thing is real and better yet easy”. Sol could not have been more wrong about magic being easy. He tried to envision a fire in his mind and make it reality to no avail, he then tried words associated with fire from earth, “ Fire! Flame!, Ignite!, Blaze!” Sol was about to give up when he had an idea, what if instead of just trying to create a fire he wanted to create light. He wasn’t convinced it was going to work but when he set his mind to give him light he was pleasantly surprised to have his horn glowing a brilliant white and he could finally see his surroundings a bit better. It was no fire but it was certainly a start that he was proud of. He then stopped focusing on his spell and was immediately hit with a slight wave of nausea and exhaustion.

"I need to figure this out and I would like to do this fast because I’m bushed” he thought aloud. He took what he had just done with light and instead of trying to force or strain himself to make a flame he combined light with a spark and got his desired result after what felt like hours. He slowly lowered his head so that his horn could touch the kindling in his firepit and then extinguished the light and flame of his horn hurriedly used the sheets from the bedroom to make bedroll, though it really just looked like he laid out another picnic blanket. Sol then plopped down a little too hard and rolled to his side to face the fire. His stomach rumbled loudly as he lay and stare at the fire. He thought of home and a tear fell down his cheek as he slowly drifted into dream world. Only to be met by a midnight blue horse with wings and a horn, he had seen her before but he couldn’t place his finger or hoof on it quite yet. She faced him with a smile and motioned him closer and as he approached he recognized her from the mural in the ruins and Sol came to have more questions as he grew more confused with each step.