Unlucky Stride

Writing Prompt:
>You will never be crushed under giant ethereal horse
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You cannot believe your unluck.

You had the misfortune to trip during another of Ponyville's eminent monster attacks. Oh how quick and clever you are!

Mental sarcasm does not get your face out of the mud. The rain from early evening had stuck around into the coolness of the night.

You roll onto your back with a huff, clenching your jaw as the assuredly messy mud gets seems determined to stick to you. There's the sound of a loud thump that you feel through the ground. You wipe away at your face and remove the offending ground in time to see a purple form specked with stars and celestial shapes.

Curiosity overtakes you for a second and only a second. A shot of adrenaline and realization course through you as one.

You're staring at the bottom of a gigantic hoof.

There's no time to get up. No time to flee. The leg high above is already in motion. Like a giant piston on grand old steam ships, the foreleg drives the hoof down towards you.

Your eyes hopefully shoot upwards along the neck of the beast. The pony it belonged to, if you could call this apparition that, is looking far into the distance.

Impact happens before you can squeak for help.

The feeling is not what you were expecting. A thick morass, like gel, covers you over. Your eyes open to an unreal sight.

Bits of star stuff washes over you. Points of light brush by with only the mildest kiss of warmth. Nebulae flow like mist. You crane your head as the feeling of pressure uncomfortably weighs down on you and you realize the stars continue upwards through the rest of the leg to the main body. Around you, everything outside is tinged a deep, royal purple while the stars twinkle and shine.

The pressure, soft but growing by the second, pushes you back into the mud a few simple centimeters, the celestial frog of the hoof suddenly freezes. You feel a twitch and the entire weight of the being shifts into pushing from one direction and suddenly soars upwards at an angle.

Another step done.