Dream #1 First Post

Bristle suddenly finds herself standing on a huge rocky cliff under a moon-and-star lit night. She appeared to be in a mountainous, rocky region, with impressive canyons and valleys. Tall virgin pine trees dot the landscape around her. Miles away out in front of her, a river flowed across the landscape, its surface shimmering from the light cast down by Luna's moon.

The scene was peaceful and quiet, so quiet she could hear crickets chirping and some bighorn sheep softly bahh'ing about 50 yards to her left as they grazed, near the other edge of the cliff that sloped down to the ground. The nature around her appeared pristine and untouched. Her only way to walk down from the cliff was the rocky slope the bighorns grazed near, though the animals didn't seem to notice her, as if she weren't even there. This hardly looked like a dream, though. The whole thing was incredibly vivid to the point that it looked and felt like reality. Whoever was dreaming it had quite a memory for detail. But... how and why was she here?


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Voices:

"...could just tilt my head in the right direction, and you'd be replacing Darcy down there. I don't wan' more butchery ala transient here, but I'm not a little filly scared o' fate..."