Dreams Lead To Secrets

That dreadful noise...always....always in my dreams...

That voice....always calling to me....always talking...

I can feel the wind blowing through my mane and I'm afraid to open my eyes. I have been here before and know what will happen if I give into the voice, to the wind. I will not open my eyes this time. But I can feel them start to open on their own, the wind blowing fiercer, whipping my mane about.

"Open....open them..." The voice echoes around me. I start to shake, the anticipation of what I know is coming next passing from my mind to the rest of my body. My eyes snap open and immidiately I look down, my hooves just on the edge of the cliff. I gasp trying to take a step back but my legs are stuck in place.

"Jump...." The voice knows...I can hear the grin...it knows that I never learned....I stop my thought as I feel my hoof lift and start to take a step forward. I try to close my eyes but they are stuck open, forced to watch as I step down into the open air and start plummeting off the cliff down into the dark abyss.

I scream as I hit the ground. "Noooo!" My eyes snap open to see that a very concerned pony is looking down at me. I look around to see that I'm laying in the dirt in the middle of Ponyville, my scream drawing the attention of every citizen. I quickly scramble up onto my hooves, blushing hard with embaressment and I nod to everyone before taking off toward home, not bothering with the groceries that fell from my back after my tumble.

That had never happened before....not outside of sleeping....I don't even remember blanking out. I trot back and forth inside my house, pondering what just happened.

"Ouwee.....I just don't know what to do anymore..." I address my old stuffed rabbit. And in its normal response it stares into nothingness. I sigh and trot to the fridge and pull out a juice box. The straw was always the hard part... I set it on the table and with my normal precision I ram the straw into just the right place that juice squirts everywhere, staining my white mane.

"Great...just what I needed..." In a huff now, my head hung low I walk to the bathroom, turning on the water to the shower and jumping in, letting the warm water run over me. Watching as the juice rinses from my hair, turning the water a dark red color until most of it washes out. MY mane still stained with the juice.

"This really sucks....first my dream hits me during the day while I'm still awake and then my mane is going to be stained red for weeks...." I know better than to ask if it could get any worse because I know it could. Then it hit me...maybe I could go ask somepony about my dream, since its re-occurring maybe someone can explain to me what it means.

I quickly turn off the water, not bothering to dry myself, I run from my house to the pony I know would be my best bet at finding out information from. I knock on the door to Twilight Sparkle's house, shifting my hooves with impatience until she opens the door her smile immidiately contorting into a look of concern.

"Aroule, are you ok?" She says.

I look down at myself to see the dirt from the roads ad stuck to my wet coat, and the stain of the juice in my mane probably didn't help with my look as well.

"Yeah, I'm fine Twilight, I just had a question to ask you and it is very important. I don't know why I didn't come to you sooner, I guess just the experience today drove me to come here now..." I try to brush some dirt off of me but only succeed to smear more dirt onto my coat.

"I heard...please do come in, we will get you cleaned up, and while doing so you can askme your question, okay?" She smiles at me. What a great friend Twilight is, you could look half crazy and she would still help and listen to you...I walk in nodding my head greatfully, trying to scuff as much dirt as I can onto the welcome mat before taking a step into her library.