Droplets

by the star bringer

Rating: teen
Tags: Death, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Sad, Original Character, Mystery, Adventure
Length: 1082

Rain is always the first part of a storm.

"Rain.... Rain is always the first part of a storm. At least that's what everyone says but what if that's not true? perhaps thunder is first or maybe it's the wind. That saying always finds it's way into my thoughts along with a tune, I'm not sure why but I'm going to find out. I'm going to find out"

Published 2024-02-23 08:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-02-23 08:50:00 UTC

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I stand at the edge of the village, my hooves sinking slightly into the damp earth. Raindrops mix with tears on my cheeks as the storm gathers above, dark clouds swirling in a tumultuous dance. Rain... always the first part of a storm. Or is it?
As the first droplets fall from the sky, a familiar saying drifts through my mind, echoing like a melody that refuses to be forgotten. "Rain is always the first part of a storm," they say. But what if it's not true? What if thunder heralds the coming tempest, or perhaps it's the howling wind that whispers of what's to come?
I shake my head, banishing the thoughts as I have done a hundred times before. But today is different. Today, the words linger, merging with a melody so faint I can barely hear it. It's a tune that tugs at my heart, a melody without a name. Why does it haunt me so? And why does it feel as though the answers lie just beyond my grasp?
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes against the storm. I am half-unicorn, half-changeling, a creature of two worlds yet belonging to neither. I bear no wings to carry me aloft, no parents to guide me through this tangled web of existence. But I am determined to find my own path, to seek out the truth that has eluded me for so long.
The rain falls harder now, soaking me to the skin. But I pay it no mind, my gaze fixed on the horizon as lightning splits the sky. Thunder follows in its wake, a primal symphony of nature's fury. And still, that elusive melody plays on, a whisper on the edge of my consciousness.

I raise my head, determination burning in my eyes. "I'm going to find out," I whisper to the storm. And with those words, I take my first steps into the unknown, the rain washing away the past as I stride forward, a creature of magic and mystery, bound by destiny but free to choose my own fate. I stand at the edge of the village, my hooves sinking slightly into the damp earth. Raindrops mix with tears on my cheeks as the storm gathers above, dark clouds swirling in a tumultuous dance. Rain... always the first part of a storm. Or is it? As the first droplets fall from the sky, a familiar saying drifts through my mind, echoing like a melody that refuses to be forgotten.
"Rain is always the first part of a storm," they say. But what if it's not true? What if thunder heralds the coming tempest, or perhaps it's the howling wind that whispers of what's to come?

I shake my head, banishing the thoughts as I have done a hundred times before. But today is different. Today, the words linger, merging with a melody so faint I can barely hear it. It's a tune that tugs at my heart, a melody without a name. Why does it haunt me so? And why does it feel as though the answers lie just beyond my grasp?
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes against the storm. I am half-unicorn, half-changeling, a creature of two worlds yet belonging to neither. I bear no wings to carry me aloft, no parents to guide me through this tangled web of existence. But I am determined to find my own path, to seek out the truth that has eluded me for so long.
The rain falls harder now, soaking me to the skin. But I pay it no mind, my gaze fixed on the horizon as lightning splits the sky. Thunder follows in its wake, a primal symphony of nature's fury. And still, that elusive melody plays on, a whisper on the edge of my consciousness.

I raise my head, determination burning in my eyes. "I'm going to find out," I whisper to the storm. And with those words, I take my first steps into the unknown, the rain washing away the past as I stride forward, a creature of magic and mystery, bound by destiny but free to choose my own fate.
The village fades behind me as I venture into the dense forest, the trees whispering secrets of their own. Each step is a dance between shadows and light, between the known and the unknown. I am a colt on a quest, seeking the truth that has been hidden from me since I first drew breath.
As I walk, the forest seems to come alive around me. Creatures of myth and legend flit through the trees, their eyes curious yet wary. I know I am different from them, a being of two worlds, but I sense a kinship in their gaze.
Hours pass, the sun sinking low in the sky as I finally reach the clearing at the heart of the forest. A single tree stands tall and proud, its branches reaching for the heavens. I approach it slowly, a sense of reverence filling me.
A low hum fills the air, growing louder with each step I take. It is the melody, the elusive tune that has haunted my thoughts. I reach out a hoof, resting it against the rough bark of the ancient tree.
And then, it happens. The world around me shimmers, reality twisting and warping in a kaleidoscope of colours. I am no longer in the forest, no longer in the village. I stand in a realm of magic and wonder, a place where dreams and reality intertwine.

A figure materializes before me, shimmering and ethereal. They reach out a hand, their touch gentle yet full of power. "You seek the truth, young one," they say, their voice a symphony of echoes. "But be warned, the path you walk is perilous."
I nod, determination steeling my heart. "I will face whatever challenges come my way," I reply, my voice strong despite the uncertainty that lingers within me.
The figure smiles, a smile that holds both wisdom and sadness. "Then follow the melody, for it will guide you to the answers you seek."

With a final nod, the figure fades away, leaving me alone once more in the clearing. I close my eyes, letting the melody wash over me, filling me with a newfound sense of purpose.
And with a heart full of courage, I take my next steps into the unknown, the melody leading me towards a destiny that waits just beyond the horizon.