>The sun hung low in the morning sky, the moist grass glimmered in the radiant light
>Hues of red, orange, and yellow, burning across the skies
>birds chirping as they search for food, rabbits boucing about, squirrels scurrying here and there
>Solaire looked on as these strange creatures went about their lives
>What a wonderful place this is, so full of life
>Oblivious
>A noise caught his attention, but he remained stiil, not wishing to disturb
>The noise was of wings, flapping, across the simple bridge, at the base of the road
>It was another like miss Shy, a winged horse, but this one was different, it was gray, with a yellowish hair
>It wore a thin blue covering, and a thin blue helm to match
>most basic of any armor, would provide little to no protection, and what's more, it had around it's neck, a bag
>not of items to use on one's quest, no, but mere papers
>The flying horse had taken notice to the strange object by Fluttershy's door
>Slowly the creature flew over to where Solaire sat, looking him over
>Keeping still, Solaire could see that the animal's eyes were, obverse ... one on him, and the other, on something else
>It flapped above him, looking close at his helm, peering into the shaded slit where his eyes looked back
>A slight grimace worked it's way over the creature's face, almost, disgust
>It looked down at the rest of the thing, a torn picture of a sun, blocky metal peices linked together
>"Fluttershy has done some weird things, but what is with this? Is it an ornament or something?"
"Oh, you must be a friend of miss Shy's, My name is Sol-"
>"uuuUUUAAAAAAHHHH!!!" the grey pony jolted back before zooming away, into the sky, papers falling everywhere
>Solaire remained sitting, hand outstretched, before retracting himself
"I see, I am still undesirable here"
>The door to Fluttershy's house slammed oped as she rushed out
>"What?! Who's that?! What was that screaming?!"
"Oh, there was another here, like yourself"
>"Some other pony? Well what happened?"
"My apologies, I seem to have scared it away."
>Solaire stood, brushing off the few leaves that had fallen into him
"It was my fault really, I had startled it"
>"Oh, well," she landed near him, "who was it?"
"I am unsure of it's name, but it had wings, like yours,"
"However it was gray, with a yellow coloured hair"
>"A gray pegasi with a yellow mane? Im not sure if I know..."
"It also had a discernible feature, one of it's eyes appeared to move on it's own."
>"OH! That's Derpy!" Fluttershy's head popped up, "But what would she be doing here?"
"She appeared to be placing papers in that device there."
>Solaire pointed at Fluttershy's mailbox, as she took notice to all the papers around her yard
>"Oh, that's right, she's the mailmare"
>Solaire tilted his head
"Mare? As in a female horse?"
>"why, yes, kind of, female pony"
"Ahh, and you are also a mare?"
>"Well," Fluttershy turned and blushed, embarrassed, "yes"
"And can I presume there are male hors- .. forgive me, male ponies here too?"
>Fluttershy turned back around
>"Yes, and they're called stallions"
"Oh brilliant!"
>Solaire raised his arms slightly, fists up to his chest, in an almost triumphant pose
"So there are similarities of this place and Lordran"
>"um, what?" Fluttershy looked up to him, questioningly
>Solaire lowered his arms
"Oh, my apologies. I'm just surprised in the likenesses of our languages,"
"I for one, have never spoken to a pony before."
"Though, there is lady Alvina of the Darkroot Gardens, and the various dragons of the lands who know the tongue."
>Fluttershy looked on to him, a slight peak of interest
>"Dragons speak your language too?"
"Oh, why only a few, I honestly haven't met many who wouldn't just attack at their first chance."
"But you have dragons here who speak the language?"
>"Why yes, infact, they all do, but dragon are really scary. except..."
"Except?"
"Oh, well, Spike is a baby dragon, he helps Twilight at the library"
>fluttershy shifted her head towards the town down the road
>"Oh! We should go so You can meet Twilight!"
>Fluttershy turned to walk forward, but stopped
>"Oh my, I'm so sorry! You must be starving! Please, let me get you something to eat!"
>Fluttershy quickly rushed back in her house
"Oh no, do not worry, that won't be a problem"
>"Wha? But you mush neef to eath."
>"fluttershy said with a bag in her mouth, just pulled from the fridge
"Really, do not trouble yourself, I do not require food, not anymore"
>"but, how?" Fluttershy tossed the bag back into the fridge
"I am unsure myself, but since becoming undead, I haven't required it."
"When I do find myself tired, I have this."
>He held up a strange withered bottle
"This is an estus flask, what it actually contains, I am unsure.
"But I find the substance quiteuseful as it can not only replenish my energy, but also heals my body of any wounds I may have sustained."
>"oh, wow, and it never runs out?"
"Oh no, it can, but it refills itself at a bonfire during a time of rest."
>"Oh my, that's some interesting magic, you just HAVE to meet Twilight now."
>Fluttershy shut her door and walked with Solaire down the path along the road, towards town.
>Along the way, Fluttershy spoke up, attempting to start a conversation
>"So, can you tell me more about where you came from? just not the scary stuff."
"My homeland? Well, I had began my journey in the great land of Astoa,"
"But my search for my own sun had led me to Lordran, the land of gods, birthplace of Lord Gwyn himself."
>"Gwyn? Who's that?"
>Solaire paused, halting in>Solaire took notice of his posture, a glorious daze,  the midst of walk
"Lord Gwyn, the first of the sun, the great king who led his knight in battle against the tyranny of the dragons of old."
"Lord Gwyn was the savior of man, but, .... he had fallen to his own conviction."
"He had brought about the age of fire in the turns of war. However, as the age of dragons came to an end, he became, corrupt...."
>Solaire looked down to the scuffed, braised leggings he bore, a sorrowful emination surrounding him
>Fluttershy looked on to him, concerned
>"Oh my, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Lord Gwyn had forsaken himself in his quest to gain power. Even his own family had abandonned him and his teachings."
>Fluttershy shuffled slightly, silently resenting herself for having asked
>"We don't .... have to talk about it.... It, it was my fault. Please, don't be..."
"Provacations Miss Shy, do not trouble yourself with such matters. My lord had lost himself long before I had even taken a living breath."
>Solaire continued his pace down the path, FS trailing slowly behind him
"Once my lord had lost his way, there was nope hope remaining for my home."
"The gods had left us, forsaken, and we their people had suffered fates even after death."
>He stood still, looked to the sky, hands raised
"And so I began my journey, to find my very own sun. To continue the dreams propelled by the great father, Lord Gwyn."
>Taking notice of his posture, a glorious daze overcoming him, a deceiteful reminder
>Lowering his hands, his head drooped, a sullen look on his unseen face
"Or, am I the one who has lost his way?"