My Little Dashie 2: WHO AM I?

Chapter 1; The Society [Part 2/2]

CHAPTER 1; THE SOCIETY [PART 2/2]

Right about 22 minutes later I discovered man-made item number 3. This one made the sign look like a single drop of whipped cream on this giant mysterious cake. It was a town, a village! It was right there! It could not be a hallucination. It was just too real. Whatever creature that made that sign must live somewhere in that village. Every single instinct in my body told me to scream for help and run into the village like a crazy fool but my body couldn't find the courage to do so. There was something about this village that made me nervous. The buildings, all so colorful, looked different. They awoke my memories of buildings on earth but not "skyscrapers" or any regular "townhouses". These reminded me of old buildings from the 18th century from books that I've read. Books. That was a new memory...

As I entered the old village I noticed how dead it really was. Either the inhabitants are avoiding me or it's abandoned. My mind would easily have selected the last option if it weren't for one detail. Far over, in the distance, was a lantern hanging up 10 feet on the wall of one of the buildings. The fuse, it was still glowing. Someone was here, at least today. "Is it because of me? But I didn't arrive here until this morning. How could they, in that case, have evacuated so fast?" my thoughts were running by, "Corrected; I did not redeem consciousness until this morning. I might have been here for days or my entire life, what do I know? I bet it has something to do with the purple eyed creature. But why would they evacuate for the simple reason of me showing up? It doesn't make sense. They must be hiding in their homes." I randomly picked a building and started to knock on its door. No response of course. I was being stupid. If they were hiding from me, why would they respond? The smart thing to do would be to say something such as "I am friendly" or "I come in peace" but I just couldn't find the courage to say anything. It was too nervous. I may have a memory loss but I had never, by far, been this nervous. Everything there was strange, I couldn't trust anything. "Any time now a monster can show up and attack me from nowhere." was my excuse. It was a pretty good guess…

It was at around house number seven I saw them. I could recognize them anywhere, anytime and there they were, staring at me for the second time. Those purple eyes. The feeling of being safe and comfortable showered over me again. This time, it was an entire head peeking forward from behind the corner of a building. Was it the same pair of eyes from before? Yes, there was no doubt in my mind. I could see it in her eyes, her personality; "Magic"

I had been doubting the "magic" part the whole time since seeing her eyes for the first time but seeing her personality in her eyes one more time made me sure of it. This was her. She had dark purple hair with two strings of different, lighter tones of purple in it as well. No matter if that was dyed on her or she was born with it, it looked good on her. She had yet another shade of purple skin in her face and neck. All of her was a rainbow of different shades of purple. Was it a "she"? I didn't know. But her personality shouted "female" so it was my assumption. Also, the galloping sounds her feet made while running earlier today, explained themselves. I was staring at some sort of "mutated" pony's head…

"Hey! It's you!" I shouted. The purple so called pony's head disappeared behind the corner and the all so familiar galloping sounds came over my ears once more. This time she was not going to get away that easily, "Hey! WAIT!"

I was surprised towards how fast I could now run compared to before. I had regained my strength and agility almost to a complete recovery. In the matter of seconds I had turned the corner in which I saw the creatures head peek out, then disappear. I could hear the galloping footsteps but the distance in between us still grew larger which confirmed that the "pony", in fact, was faster than me in speed. The galloping sound of legs/hooves/whatever working hard to "escape" was intense as it led me to take sharp turns behind and around buildings. My legs were under hard pressure too but I just couldn't give on my possibly greatest clue to how I got here. The pain in my legs and my exhausted chest reminded me of that I'm still alive and that I needed to rest.