Im pretty sure i don't own my little pony. If I did..why would I be writing fanfiction?
I awoke to the feeling of ice cold water seeping into my skin. I was encased in a cocoon of white, and immediately panicked. I tried jumping to my feet, but the weight of the snow that covered my personal air bubble was too great. I sat and concentrated on lowering my heart rate by breathing deeply once or twice. If my nervous behavior continued there was a higher chance of using up the remaining oxygen in my air pocket. I had to think, or I would be in a fatal situation, and personally having one of those in less than twenty-four hours is not on my agenda. My space was about three times the size of my body, so I could move somewhat.
My mind instantly wandered to the idea of sliding onto my back and bucking my way through, but I had not the slightest clue of how much snow had fallen during my slumber, and if the snow collapsed I would be finished in an instant. The second idea was much more risky, but promised a greater success rate, so reluctantly I settled for it. It would be better to die trying to escape, rather than slowly wither away surrounded by the taunting, glittering white. I shakily stood and stared intently at the wall of snow only inches above my canary horn. I spoke, my voice quivering slightly. Warm green light began to flicker around my horn.
"A-and like the weak rays o-of new spring sun
Her w-words melted his heart like frost,
And the water of his emotion began to run."
I felt a chilled droplet of water caress my face as it raced towards its lover, the soil, whom soaked it up greedily. Then another splat between my eyes and caused my focus to waver. I shook my head with my eyes squinted shut, feeling a surge of heat around me as I did so. However the expected drops of water did not follow, leaving me in a state of confusion, a host without guests. The air was still hot on my flank, a damp, heavy warmth that was fading as rapidly as a hummingbird's beating wings as it flitted from vibrant blooms on a blissfully peaceful summer day. I dared to unscrew one eye to observe my surroundings,and was surprised to see that steam surged from the ground in every direction. The morning sunlight that filtered through took on a rainbow hue and caused the snow to sparkle like spilled glitter on a white canvas, and it would have been a beautiful and awe inspiring sight, if it wasn't for the fact I had been standing in a blemish on the face of the earth, a crater that was at least ten feet in diameter. Tears welled in my eyes as I took in the damage, not taking into account the heat from the steam had already faded, and had condensed on my light colored coat. I had originally hoped to melt a hole big enough to wriggle out of the ground, like earthworms surfacing during a rainstorm, just enough to escape...and I caused this. Destruction.
Monster. Freak. Useless. These adjectives settled in my mind, one after the other as I began to observe the extent of the damage with the trained eye of a book keeper. The bark on the sides of large, sturdy oaks had charred and cracked like shattered china, and a young sapling that had once been thriving was little more than a blackened toothpick. I picked my way out of the scar I had carved into the land with a heavy heart. I couldn't even melt water without disaster thriving in my footsteps like rats following a disease ridden animal, picking off those it affects.
Rage suddenly boiled up in my chest, and a long, belated cry passed my lips and rode on the wind like a dark, twisted lullaby. I finally caved into myself and hot fears fueled by fury finally escaped into the outside world, leaving dark yellow streaks in the frost that had encased my entire form. It felt as if this frost had covered my entire being, both physically and mentally. My mind felt numb and hurt, and it began to pose a challenge to revert back to rational thinking.
I bashed my horn into one of the scarred trees. It was it that had caused these events, and my mind was set on one goal due to this. The infernal spiraled appendage had to go.
Ooooo cliff hanger suckas!
sorry for late update. i blame school, the perfect scapegoat.
Don't worry, the tone will get more light hearted, I promise! xD