The first sensation I ever feel was the cold stone against my side. When I opened my eyes everything was sideways. Maybe because I was laying down. So I rolled onto my belly and tried to get up. Mind you I had foal legs so that was no easy feat. I probably spent a good hour getting to standing position. First thing I noticed I was dark blue. my mane partially went over my eye's so I could tell that that was a light blue. I took an innovatory of all my parts. I started from the head down. One horn, two ears, two eyes, a nose ,a mouth, chin, neck, body, wings, and four legs, gentials. Yes sir I was all here. But, where was here?

I trotted my self around. To my amazement I saw to stone pillars with a cross bar, also stone, at the top. Inside this formation there was a willowy substance. It seemed warm and inviting. I reached to touch it with my hoof, but quickly pulled it back. It's odd it feel I feel pull to yet and away from it at the same time.

I turned away from it seeing that it probably won't help me. Instead I looked into the distance. It was a mundane sea of grey with no other living thing besides me. On the horizon there was a faint orange glow. Somehow I knew that I needed to go that way. not knowing what my wings were for yet so I had to walk. Me, still with my trembling foal legs, paced around untill I got the hang of walkingthen took strides toward the glow. Unbeknown to me there was a cassum a few paces away.
I slid down the step wall of this canyon unable to get a grip. I heard a crack as my wing dashed against a rock. I only felt then pain of the brakes and bruses when I came to the floor of the cassum. The bitter sweetness of my own wram blood filled my mouth. As the pain pulsated through me I wondered if my life was to end so soon after it began.
as I slipped into unconiousness a visson took hold of me. A seemed to be lost and drifting in an sea of darkness.
"Sirius!" some voice called out. "Sirius!"
then felling compelled to answer I called back. "here I am!" I could hear the tumbling fear of a young colt in my voice.
"Sirius." it called again "your are to become the patricarch of a great race. The Alicorns! And you and your sisters names will endure through all time."
"Tell me what must bedone to acoplish this."
"first you much fecth your sisters, Celestia, Andromeda, and Luna. Then you must take them to establish a land of plenty in the east."
"tell me we're I must go to find them."
"You will travel along the bottom of the ravine until you come to a mountain of fire. You then must climb to the summit. There will you find your first sister Celestia.Then I will give you further guidance."
"I will be faithful to this calling."
"Good luck Sirius, and may your jounry be not in vain"
Just then I opened my eyes and felt a cool soouthing sensation run against my face. It was the stream that had craved out the raiven. I immeadtly was overjoyed and dipped my snout in and gluped down as much as I could. Throughly refreashed and wiped my lips and looked up to that orange glow still visible above the cassum walls, still ever just as far. A carefully limped a few steps, winching at the pain each step brought me. The road before me was long and arduous but I was determined. I was to bring myself and my three sisters to a land of great bounty. And I was resolved from that day forward, come pain, trails or even death I will not let myself fail!
On I pressed winching every step. I could feel my wing hanging limply and blood running from a gash on my forhead that made my eye sting when it ran into it. Often I pressed to the rough cassum wall for support. I was making pittiful progress. How foolish of me not to make aware of such an obiscal before setting off. But I mustent think off that now. I cant let my steps slow for a moment lest I colaspe out of pain. As the clots stop the bleeding and my wounds scab over, a certain numbness came over me allowing me to press forward with out feeling my hooves at all. It was then, as I allowed myself to be lead by my disconnected hooves that I became truly aware of my aloness. The only sounds I herd were off my own breathing and hoof steps.
"H-hello" my feeble voice cried our vainly
Save your breath sirius. No pony is there.
Then I though of how I was supposed to me my sister at that mount of fire place. Some pony to talk to!
I hastened my steps. But soon I was over come by wearness. My eyes grew heavy. My hoof steps slowed then stopped altogether. I slumped against the wall of the cassum. And slowly let my eyes close and the natural drug of sleep take hold.