Twilight leads you through the town of Ponyville as you look in awe at the bustling businesses and quaint buildings. The village had a unique comforting atmosphere that was present in the show, but had now been amplified many times. You passed by a few buildings you recognised, such as Carousel Boutique and Sugarcube Corner, home to Rarity and Pinkie Pie respectively.
You couldn’t let Twilight know that you knew of these things, however. The suspicion it would raise would be to much for you to handle, especially since you were brand new to this world.

“I can give you a tour around Ponyville, if you’d like. Maybe get to know the place better?” Twilight asked, politely, a warm smile on her face.
Despite wanting to accept to also be polite, you gently refuse, as you already know the majority of locations from the show.

Beyond the hills in the distance, you could see the castle of Canterlot poking out from beyond the mountaintops. Maybe you’d get to visit there one day. It’s not like you’d be returning home any time soon.

“Hey, Twilight, what’s that?” You ask, pointing to Canterlot in an attempt to make conversation.

She looked slightly confused, yet replied nonetheless. “Oh... Um... That’s Canterlot. You know, the capital?”

You suddenly realise how stupid that must have sounded, and rush to correct yourself. “Oh, right, Canterlot! Sorry, I’m not feeling to good after that fall...” You rub the back of your head with a hoof and look at the ground, awaiting Twilight's response.

“Don’t worry, you’ll feel better in no time!” She says, a reassuring smile on her face. Rarely have you seen that smile leave her face ever since you had arrived here.

Before long, you both arrive at the grand tree you had been moving towards for quite some time. The Golden Oak Library, residence of Twilight Sparkle.
It suddenly hits you that Twilight wasn’t living in her castle like she was in the show. This must be a time between the events of Twilight becoming an Alicorn, but before the destruction of the library. You weren’t complaining, as personally you found this time period to be the best.

The red door is swung open by Twilight’s unicorn magic, and the faint smell of books fills your lungs. It was almost relaxing, and homely.

“Spike! Spike!” Twilight shouts as soon as she steps through the door.
Before you even get to take in the interior design, you see the baby dragon balancing on a wooden ladder, organising the many books on the many shelves. He turns to look at Twilight, and instantly notices you stood beside her.

“Hey, Twilight, who’s the stallion?” He asks, a comedic expression on his face. The dragon jumps of the ladder, and surprisingly lands it without the need to climb down normally.

Twilight retorts with an unamused tone, “Spike, this is our guest, Storm Strike,”

“Hi.” You interrupt, feeling like she intended you to say something at that moment.

“And he’ll be staying with us until his wings are healed up.” The smile you were used to seeing on Spike’s face slowly appears as he approaches you.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Spike!” The baby dragon extends a claw to shake your hoof, and you reach out to him despite being unable to grab on.

“Nice to meet you too, Spike.” Something about the way this dragon spoke to you, you could tell you were gonna be great friends.
At last, you get to take in the surroundings of the majestic library. Books upon books line the walls, the majority of them being related to magic in some shape or form. You also spot the occasional window, giving you a view to the calming town as the now setting sun begins to disappear over the horizon.
The sky was glowing a beautiful orange, and it calms you, despite being in such a familiar yet unfamiliar world.

The three of you take a seat on each of the three couches spread evenly around the main room. Despite being a library, it also felt like a home.

“Hey, Storm, I never asked,” Twilight says suddenly, interrupting you from your admiration of her home furnishings. “What does your cutie mark mean?”

Great. Another question you didn’t know the answer too. Let’s see how far your lying skills can carry you this time.

“Well... Uh...” You try to come up with a convincing lie, yet no meaning behind a plain white cloud comes to mind. “I honestly don’t even know. It just appeared one day while I was flying. One minute it wasn’t there, the next it is.”
Convincing enough, you suppose.

A look of confusion, but also curiosity appears on Twilight’s face. “That’s strange. A cutie mark with no meaning. That’s practically unheard of.” Despite it being incredibly far fetched, she seemed to believe it just fine, and as for Spike, he seemed to believe it to.

“Don’t worry, buddy! Every cutie mark has a meaning. Even mine!” Spike adds, cheerfully.
Can dragons even get cutie marks, you ask yourself.

“Spike, you don’t even have a cutie mark, right?” You ask him, confused as to what he even meant.

“Exactly!” Typical joker Spike. But he obviously just wanted to make you feel better about your unknown cutie mark, and that you appreciated.

Suddenly, a familiar pain washes over you. A subtle grunt leaves your mouth, catching the attention of both Twilight and Spike.

“Dude, what even happened to your wings to begin with?” Spike finally asks. You’d have to repeat your entirely fabricated story to the baby dragon, and just hope that each detail lined up.

As you open your mouth to speak, Twilight suddenly interrupts. “I’ll tell him, if you want. I doubt you wanna relive it again anytime soon.” Thank you, Twilight. Saving your sorry flank once again. If it wasn’t for her, you’d probably be sleeping in a tree tonight.
But, nevertheless, you still ended up sleeping in a tree anyway. Just a gigantic, comfortable tree that doubled as a house and a library.

“Long story short, he crashed into a cloud. It must’ve been incredibly dense to send a pony soaring down at enough speed to do that much damage.” It almost looks like Spike wants to laugh, but seeing the pain your wings are causing you, he holds it in.
“Speaking of your wings, wait there. I’ve got just the thing the help them heal.” Twilight gets up from the couch and walks out of the room, presumably to get medical equipment for your wings. Although, you didn’t know why she couldn’t just use unicorn magic to heal them right on the spot.

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After a few minutes of you and Spike exchanging dialogue back and forth, Twilight finally re-enters the room, levitating some bandages above her with her magic. She walks over to you, bringing the roll of bandages with her.

“These bandages have been magically enhanced to help repair broken bones, so your wings should have healed in a few days!” She states, helpfully, as she begins wrapping the bandage around each of your broken wings. As much as you wanted to flinch and pull them in, your wings were unable to close due to their now unnatural shape.

“I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, Princess, but wouldn’t it be easier to use a spell that instantly repairs broken bones?” You ask, almost regretfully.

“Believe me, I considered it. But no unicorn magic no matter how advanced can heal broken wings instantly. But thankfully I can accelerate the healing process.” Twilight continues wrapping your wings with the enhanced bandages until they are fully encased in the white tissue.

“Well, thank you for all that you’re doing, Twilight.” Upon saying that, you see Twilight smile slightly, as well as Spike too. You can see that kindness counts for a lot in this world, and kindness was something you were missing in your life on Earth.

Finally, Twilight finishes tending to your wounds and takes a seat back down on the couch. By now, the sun had fully set over Equestria and the pale light of Luna’s moon shines down over Ponyville.
“I have to stop by at Sugarcube Corner tomorrow. Do you wanna come with me, Storm?” You were unsure of wether you wanted to venture into the town of Ponyville just yet, but you did agree to meeting Twilight’s friends tomorrow, so surely meeting only Pinkie Pie can’t be to difficult, right?

“Sure, I’ll come with you!” You reply, smiling back at her.

“Can I come too, Twilight?” Spike adds, with an excited yet pouty tone in his voice.

"Of course, Spike! I was planning on bringing you with me anyway!" Twilight replies, without even needing to think.

Now that your wings had been bandaged up, you could move around a lot more freely without as much pain. It obviously still hurt like hell, but nowhere near the amount of pain you once felt.
"What`re we going for?" you ask, curious as to why Twilight had to stop by at Pinkie Pie`s house.

She looks up from a book she had recently buried her head into. "Oh... well, I just have to pick something up, that`s all!". The look on her face is telling you she isn`t being entirely truthful, but you decide not to question it.

The rest of the night goes by, and now Twilight is engrossed deep within her book, Spike is presumably sleeping, and you are deep in thought over how you got here.
"I most likely died and this is the afterlife," you thought to yourself. "But how does everything feel so real?" Every single one of your five senses you had back on Earth were still intact.
You could see everything, from different colours to the individual tiny details engraved in the wooden walls.
You could hear everything. You could hear the faint snores of Spike and each flip of the page as Twilight read.
You could smell the aroma of books, similar to that of a library, only it actually made you feel comfortable for once.
You could even faintly taste your own saliva, despite it not really tasting of anything.
And you could most definitely feel. The pain of your broken wings earlier was almost unbearable.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Twilight looking at you with a concerned expression. "Storm, are you ok?"

"Yeah, sorry. Just a bit tired that`s all." You say, rubbing your eye.

Twilight closes her book and uses her unicorn magic to levitate it over to the nearest bookshelf. "You can go to bed if you want. I was about to go anyway." she says, sitting up.

You glance over at Spike, who is seemingly content sleeping where he is. "Are we gonna wake Spike?"

Twilight shakes her head. "No, he seems fine where he is. Come on, I`ll show you where our guest room is!" she says as she starts walking up the stairs.
You finally get a good view of the second floor in person, and it seemed a lot different than in the show. Instead of just being an open floor plan, there was a large hallway with many rooms. One of them was most likely Twilight and Spike`s room, while another must be the guest room.

"This right here is your room!" Twilight gestures towards a door at the end of the wooden corridor, causing you to walk towards to it. "Sleep well." she adds, before placing a hoof on her own rooms doorknob.

"Twilight," You say, before she can enter her room. She quickly turn back to you, a surprised look on her face. "Thank you for everything you`ve done."
She simply nods with an understanding smile before finally entering her room, and you do the same.

Your own room is pretty undecorated, but you can`t really blame anyone for that. It is only a guest room after all. All that is in there is a wooden dresser with many draws, and a bed, but above that bed is a window that gives you the perfect view for your first night in Equestria.
You stare out over the rooftops of the many thatched houses and buildings, and can again see the apple trees of Sweet Apple Acres in the distance. But the thing that tops this fantastic view off the most, is the moon. It shines down majestically over Ponyville, draping it in its soft light and giving you a sense of relaxation. You can`t help but feel...
Happy.

Despite the thing that brought you to this world, you actually felt happy.

At last, you begin to drift off into sleep, and your dreams begin to take over reality.

Author's Notes:

Unless I suddenly have a change of plan for whatever reason, I`m probably gonna introduce the rest of the Mane 6 in the next chapter.
I don't really think I`m gonna have an actual update schedule, but so far while the chapters are relatively short, I`m doing one a day. I`m not sure how long that`ll last though.