Prologue
I lived a boring life in the subdivisions of a lonely and desolate city in New Brunswick, Canada. Heart broken and ready to simmer away with the rest of the world. Trust me, there is not much to do in the cold isolated wasteland that I live in. nothing but endless snow. Even if I don’t like the stereotypes most of them are true.
My girlfriend had recently died last month, it was a tragic and quick death, she got hit by a car and died on the spot. I myself did not really know how to handle this, So I didn’t. I locked myself away and buried the key, built a house over it and moved into the house. This decision was the only way i knew how to cope with what had just happened.
Most of my days consisted of going to school, arriving from school and locking myself in my room to browse the Internet. Its all I really liked doing because I wasn’t talented in anything else like music or art. I did like writing but my parents did not support my literary dreams, they wanted me to become something more practical like a Lawyer or a Doctor. If only they knew my love for words and metaphors. I knew there intentions were good, but I hated the way they started treating me after Lyra died. I didn’t need sympathy, I mean she was dead, her book was done nothing more I could do for her or myself.
I had taken a walk because I felt lonely, I needed time to think and get my head straight. It was bright and sunny when I left the house after supper, but a hideous storm rolled in unexpectedly. This storm was particularly frigid and merciless even by Canadian standards. Freezing, I decided to take a trail shortcut to get back more quickly. That was one of the worst decisions I have ever made. once I reached the halfway point of the trail the storm size nearly doubled as I was pelted by shards of ice and snow. Even though I was sad and depressed, I did not want to die. I could not let Lyra down.
I rushed for cover under a tree, I could barely feel my feet and the cold was unbearable. I laid there for what seemed to be forever. All I could think about Lyra and how I failed her. How I was going to die right here and now. How my book was finished.
I passed out.
I had awoke in a bright room filled with colors far beyond my imagination could handle. I slowly woke up, amazed that I did not die, I slowly tried to move, everything was hurting so much that I passed out again from the sheer amount of pain I was in.
And undetermined amount of time has passed as I was recovering. Every now and again I would wake up, but only for a few seconds, and I could never tell what was going on and how I had survived that awful storm. I just know that whoever saved me I would give them my thanks as I was extremely grateful that they had. I was sure to give them my best regards and my full appreciation once I had recovered.
The funny thing is that, I couldn't feel any part of my body, it was like I was in some sort of pain killer. I desperately hope that I wasn’t paralyzed but I tried to not worry about it, I was happy to be alive. So I ran the best scenario possible and I hoped for the best. Still puzzled why I had not seen a nurse yet, I tried to look around, I could at least move my neck which meant I wasn't fully paralyzed.
At this point, I was feeling lonely and bitter as a wave of unpleasantness skewered inside me. I called for the nurse because at least she could keep me company and tell me what was going on.
“Nurse.” I said weakly, But nobody answered.
“Nurse.” I tried with more strength , that time she heard me.
“Hold your horses there sonny, i’ll be right with you.”
I let out a slight sigh as i waited for the nurse to come and inform me about the situation.
But once the nurse appeared my heart sank inside my chest. i could not believe it, she was a horse! A pony to be exact! My jaw dropped, she asked me what was wrong.
“What’s the matter with you? It’s like you’ve seen a Ghost!” She said jokingly.
I stuttered
“Wai.. wait.. how are..how are you a pony... how is this possible?!”
She seemed worried.
“I don’t know if something hit your head but, I’ve always been a pony, and so have you!”
My draw dropped yet again. As she took out a mirror, with her hooves might i add. How was this possible? I don’t know but I went along with it.
She flared the mirror at me. What I saw in the mirror was not my boring 17 year old self, but a brightly colored blue stallion with a lush brown mane. my eyes grew as I was absorbing this information to quickly for my brain to handle. I fainted.
A few hours had past and the nurse had informed me that there was a young mare baring the name of “Twilight Sparkle” had brought me in, and that she would check on me today. I was still puzzled by this whole conundrum but I decided to play it cool, ask questions later. I needed my rest and it was no use getting worked up at this moment. Hell these ponies would have though I was crazy, I myself though i might have hit the loony bin and died back in the snowstorm.
It just occurred to me that I didn’t ask the for the nurses name. she was so kind to me that it felt rude not to ask. So the next to she came in the check on me i asked her.
“ Excuse me, but I did not catch your name?” I said looking up at her.
“Oh, ponies around these parts call me nurse Redheart. Which reminds me, i still don’t know your name.” She asked me with a smile. I couldn’t help but smile back.
“My name is... is....” My eyes widened in fear, I could not remember my own name! Or anything that had happened before the storm! I could only remember the storm and that was it. Like my self had no meaning to it at all.
“I don’t remember...” I said in disappointment and shock.
“Oh dear, this is worst than i expected” Nurse Redheart said. which made me worry
“Nurse, why can’t I remember anything? Even my own name?” I asked worryingly
“Amnesia...” She said.
At this point I felt like I was in a nightmare. I mean I could not remember my name or anything really from my past life. The only thing I did remember was being human and almost dying from a severe snow storm, but everything else was blank like a white sheet of paper waiting to be doodled on.
Nurse Redheart told me to rest until Twilight Sparkle could come see me. She assured me that she could explain everything to me. So, I did what I was advised to do. I mean what else could I do? I could barely feel my legs and fe- hoofs. I have hoofs now.