The Angel with Black Wings

He was thinking about the past, when he was listening at one of the stories heard in his old house. One of Mr.Andershoof’s tales. Particularly one, talking about a legendary air trick known as “Sonic Rainboom”  the train conductor said that there was a problem, and they had to fix it, taking a few minutes.He had to do it. Leaving the train, he noticed that the Andershoof left, probably thinking that the train was already living Canterlot. The station was nearly desert. Black looked at the sky.

Not a single cloud in the blue wasteland. He began flying up, without witnesses. Breathing the fresh air in the sky, he watched the town, gasping. He closed his eyes, the breeze slowly pushed him back, he made a 180° back flip, going upside down. He was already going down. Luckily, he had wind blowing in his direction. Flapping his wings with all of his strenght, gathering speed while the roofs were slowly getting closer, and closer. He wasn’t even thinking anymore, he was so fast his heart was missing some beats, he was crying in a mix of emotions, he even saw sparks coming out of his hooves. However, he lost control in mid air, falling down, he couldn't even flap his wings anymore.

He slowly got up, he couldn't see really well. He saw a figure talking to him, but he couldn't understand anything. He tried to speak, but he only got a gibberish out of his mouth. He felt a hoof dragging him to the train (an orange-brown figure). He felt asleep right after being put to bed.

He woke up in the train, with a stallion looking at him from another seat.

<>  He said, surprised. Another stallion entered in the wagon, wearing a working jacket. <> Black slowly got up, and fell sitting again on the bed. <>  The doctor began looking at his head, giving small hits to check it. <> Black felt really embarrassed. <> The dark-yellow pony hit him with a paternal slap behind his neck <> Black frowned. <> The medic was scratching his moustache, >

The other stallion in the wagon laughed so hard, he fell in the corridor. He was young too, even if older than Black. He sighed and went back to sleeping.