Ponies!

Before I start explaining what the sketches are about I think it is prudent to give a little bit of background about myself. Since I was a child I have almost always been able to remember my dreams. Not only could I remember my dreams but often I could return to those same scenes, worlds and locations of my sleep in future dreams. Things that had happened in past dreams would often be of importance and remembered in later dreams by the characters that inhabited these little playgrounds of my mind. I will refer to these places as dreamscapes. Of course I thought this was naturally and that everyone experienced this when they closed their eyes and slipped off to sleep. Therefore I was very upset when people said I was lying, or that I was a freak for being like this. After a while I just stopped talking about it and dreams generally remained very secret and private things that I discussed with neither friends, classmates or family.

It was only when I got into college that I became aware of the concept of lucid dreaming. With practice I was able to get much better at it however I found that instead of trying to control all aspects of my dreams it was easier to let my subconscious handle the script writing and I just sat back and watched the story unfold before me. Over the years I have learned that there are some general rules/ guidelines I have to more or less follow but beyond that it pretty laid back process for me now. So now about these ponies.

This is almost the one year anniversary of my involvement and interest with Friendship is Magic. As general rule if I really like something it is only a matter of time before I have a dream about, and so I was not too surprise when one night I had an MLP dream. What I did not expect is that it would grow into such an extensive series of dreams, or what I call dreamscapes, or that they would be so vivid in ranges of sense I would experience. I had had one dream in my Angel in Knight Prime dreamscape that had an MLP theme scene in it but this would be different.

In my first Equestria dream I found myself floating over some dark dreary landscape. I could not see my body and could not make out much in the dim twilight conditions, but I did find myself drawn to the silhouette of a large unicorn stallion standing on a small ledge. As I got closer he turned and looked at me and smiled, then he spoke. "So you like ponies. Hmmm. I think you'll work just fine." Then there was a bright flash.

Next thing I knew I was lying in the back of a slow moving cart. It was nighttime it was raining and I was cold, sick and completely disoriented. I remember being aware of people speaking and that was all. When woke again it was early morning and I was in resting in a feather bed. It felt good to be there but over all I felt very miserable. Went to rub my face and it was then that I realized I did not have a hand. I had a hoof…..Well this was different. I usually dream of myself as either a plain old homo sapien or as an 5' 2" tall anthropomorphic raccoon or as a 8.5" tall male mouse. Not a pony. Eventually I discovered I was a dark charcoal grey unicorn stallion with a light grey mane and tail. Also of importance I had no cutie mark, just a scar on both flanks where they should go.

I had been discovered by a freelance courier pegasus mare who went by the name of Whirlwind. She had been caught in an unexpected thunderstorm that boiled out of the Everfree Forest. While looking for a place to land and ride the storm out she noticed a strange ball lightning like object settling to the ground. Upon landing nearby it she had found me lying there shivering and delirious. She then flew to a nearby farm and had gotten the farmer to carry me into town in his cart. The place I was staying at was home of Ponyville's own Apothecary expert, a unicorn mare by the name of Charity Hooves, and Charity wasn't letting me go anywhere until I got better.

These are the first ponies sketches I did, and I still trying to get used to how things were in my dreamscape so they are kind of crude in nature. I've gotten better. To be continued.