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>You’re trotting along the road away from Ponyville.
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>It’s finally time to leave it all behind, you stop and spread your wings.
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>Looking back at them, you give a few experimental flaps.
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>They’re beautiful, you look up towards the sky and prepare yourself.
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>With ease, you take off from the ground and soar into the air.
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>Taking a quick glance back, you see the ground and the town grow smaller.
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>A single word comes to mind.
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“Freedom.”
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>You pump your wings and fly further away.
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>Away from everypony and everything.
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>To soar amongst the sky and the stars.
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>You go higher and from up here, you can see so much.
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>How tiny things really are, and insignificant your problems really are.
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>It fills you with such peace.
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>You close your eyes and bask in the sunlight.
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>As you open them, you’re back in your bedroom.
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>Quickly you look around and realize it was all a dream.
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>Letting out a sniffle, and shake your head.
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“...I will fly...”
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>Heading into the nearby closet, you pull out the ‘wings’ you made a while ago and strap them on.
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>They may not be real wings, but they are real enough to you.
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>Gathering yourself, you stand up on the bed.
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>Closing your eyes, you try to leap into the air.
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>Though gravity quickly reminds you that you’re a earth pony and you hit the ground.
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>Hard.
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“Ow!”
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>You lay there for a bit, with tears slowly leaking out.
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“...Wh-why was I born a earth pony..?”
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>Silence greets you back.
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“...It’s not fa-fair...”
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>A few more tears escape, and you wipe them away with your hoof.
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“...I-it’s okay...Worth a try anyways...”
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>Slowly you stand and undo the wings, putting them away
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>You try to forget again, and go about your morning routine.
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>As you finish up your warm up, you know what to sketch.
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>A picture of you, as a pegasus.
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>You pull out the small folder you keep hidden of the previous drawings of yourself.
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>Looking through a few, you settle on three to focus on.
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“...This will do...”
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>Taking a sip of coffee, you get to work right away.
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>Slowly the picture comes together.
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>It’s you, soaring above clouds and being free from everything.
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>You slowly smile as you finish it.
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“...I can dream...”
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>The memories of the dream still fresh, as if you just were flying.
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>Closing your eyes, you revel in it.
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>As you reopen them your still in your living room.
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“...So-someday...”
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>You pick up the drawing, including the newest and set them aside for now.
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>Time to focus on other things.
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>In truth, you’ve drawn just about everything in your home.
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>From the stove to the bed, you’ve drawn it.
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>Probably several times at this point, though you’re not completely certain.
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>You settle on the bricks for the fireplace, the details are always good to focus on.
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>Picking up your easel, you bring it closer and set up for sketch.
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“...This one always gets me...But it’s good...”
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>You get to work right away, starting from the basic outline.
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>Each brick drawn, and soon the whole thing itself.
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>Finally the hard part comes, getting the details right.
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>The little marks on the bricks are the most difficult.
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>Sure, you shouldn’t copy them completely, but you want them to be as realistic as possible.
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>You finish up, but before you can examine your work, you hear a knocking on the door.
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>Looking over at the clock, it’s a little after twelve.
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“...Of course it’s A-Anon...”
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>A small part of you is still afraid it isn’t though.
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>So you go through the process of unlocking the door and slowly open it.
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>Peaking out, Anon is standing there, looking off into the distance.
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“...Um...Hello Anon...”
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>He quickly looks back to you and smiles.
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>”Good afternoon Addie, ready to draw me again?”
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>You nod and head back towards your easel.
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>As you’re setting up, Anon starts to talk to you.
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>”Mind letting me see a few more of those drawings?”
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“...Su-sure...”
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>You’re not sure why he wants to, they aren’t good enough.
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>Grabbing a few, you bring them to him.
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>As he looks at them, he pauses and yawns.
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>You knew it, they bore him and are awful.
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>Slowly you let your gaze fall to the floor.
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>”Is everything alright?”
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>You don’t look back at him, but answer.
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“...Yeah...Everything is fine...”
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>He kneels down in front of you.
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>”Are you sure?”
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“...I know you’d see those drawings were awful eventually...”
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>”What? Oh, you saw me yawn. No no, I’m just tired is all. These are great, really Addie. I could never call your work awful.”
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>You trace your hoof idly on the ground.
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“...You-you’re just saying that...I know you don’t want to hurt my feelings...”
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>”I’m serious, I didn’t sleep well last night, so this morning I felt really tired.”
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>Maybe he is telling the truth?
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>A part of you hopes so.
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“...O-okay...I got some coffee, if you want..?”
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>You look back up at him and he nods.
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>As Addie leaves to get you some coffee, you look at some more drawings and think.
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>She really must have no self esteem, especially if she thought your yawning was a sign.
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>Not sure what happened to have caused that, she might tell you eventually.
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“Mind if I look at a few pictures more while you’re doing that?”
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>You hear her call out from the kitchen.
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>“...Sure, do you want anything with your coffee...Cream, sugar..?”
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>You look at a few more pictures, before picking up a folder nearby.
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“No thanks, I’ll take it black. I like it better that way.”
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>As you open it up, you find yourself pleasantly surprised.
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>They’re pictures of Addie, kind of like self portraits, but one difference.
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>In each one she is a pegasus.
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>Like her other drawings, they are highly detailed, but some of these are colored.
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>You hear Addie come back in and let out a gasp.
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>Looking to her, you see her face frozen in horror.
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>”...W-where did you find that..?”
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“It was next to the other pictures you have here, is there something wrong?”
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>She is shaking and looks on the verge of crying.
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>Shit, what the fuck did you do?
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>You try to salvage this.
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“I wasn’t supposed to see these, was I? I’m sorry if that’s the case, but they are really great. Didn’t know you did self portraits.”
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>She is still standing there shaking.
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>Do something jackass, you can’t fuck this up.
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>You set down the folder and approach her slowly.
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“If I upset you, I am sorry. I really didn’t know.”
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>You kneel before her to get to eye level with her.
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>The whole time she keeps her eyes locked on you.
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>Slowly, she stops shaking and wipes away any forming tears.
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>”...It-it’s okay...I should’ve put those away...It’s my fa-fault for being dumb...”
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>You give her a smile and shake your head.
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“Not really, I should’ve asked about the folder. My fault for being nosy.”
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>Addie lets her eyes dart around again, must be a nervous tick of hers.
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>She shifts around for a few moments before closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh.
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>She opens them a little bit, and mumbles something out.
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“Sorry, but I didn’t quite catch that.”
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>”...In my dreams...I’m a pegasus...And I fly away from everything...That’s why I draw myself like that...”
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>The fact she is trusting to tell you this says something.
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“So you dream of flying?”
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>Addie nods slowly, but doesn’t look at you.
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>You think for a moment.
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“I know I’ve seen a hot air balloon around here, have you tried riding one of those? Wait, it’s not the same, is it?”
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>Before you can continue, she starts talking again.
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>”...You-you’re right, it’s not...The feeling of flying...The freedom...That’s what I want...”
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>No surprise, then again, there is magic in this world, so there might be a solution.
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>You’ll ask Twilight later, until then, time to move on.
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“Sorry again for doing that.”
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>”...I forgive you...”
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>Hopefully she believes you, though you doubt it.
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>You pick up the coffee cup she set down and take a drink.
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>It hits you like a freight train, she must like this stuff strong.
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>You shudder and get up.
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“How about we get back to drawing?”
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>She nods and you head to the middle of the room, assuming a bodybuilder pose.
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>You watch her prepare to draw you as you flex.
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>Picking up her pencil, she starts to sketch you.
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>Like the previous times, she moves fasts and stops to erase occasionally.
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>This is starting to hurt, so you stop flexing and just hold still instead.
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>The minutes crawl by and she sets her pencil down, signaling that she finished, hopefully.
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>”...Okay...You can come look...”
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>Thank fuck, you straighten out and walk over to see this piece.
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>You reach the canvas and admire her work.
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>You want to tell her what a fantastic job she has done, but you know already that she would likely not believe you.
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>Doesn’t matter, you have to raise her spirits some how.
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“This is amazing work Addie, it’s really shocking how well you manage to capture the image so well.”
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>From the corner of your eye, you see her blush and her mumble something.
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>However it’s getting late, and you have to figure out if it’s possible to fulfill her dream.
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“I’m gonna get going, but it’s been great helping you out.”
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>”...Yeah...Thank you again for coming over Anon...You’re really helping me improve my skills...”
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>She gives you a small smile as you leave.
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>As you walk home, you wonder how she ended up like this, and how you can fix that.
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