"The rain had long since passed by the time I left the caves. Dawn was breaking, the sky was slowly becoming brighter as the purple fingers of night clung onto the horizon. The air was cool, and a very subtle breeze wound its way between the trees and through the bushes. Nearby, the river was looking fuller, and swiftly whisking away the cool water to the waterfall just beyond the treeline. I walked over to the river and stood by the bank to refill my canteen and take a good, long drink.
"This place was beautiful, and had been unseen and untouched by ponies for hundreds of years, save for very few explorers. The Free Lands, as I had come to learn, had always been left alone by pony kind. The vast mountains that separated it from Equestria were too treacherous for settlers to want to travel across, and while Pegasi could simply fly over, those who did preferred living in the clouds that roamed without restraint across the sky, later returning home when the clouds evaporated.
"I followed the river to where it poured over the side of the cliff, falling a long distance down before winding its way among the hills of the plains below. I took to the air and glided to a ledge that jutted out over the edge, in the middle of the water's path. I looked at the sunrise, and thought about the journey ahead; I had to return to Equestria, and continue my search for the Elements of Harmony.
"I listened to the water falling beneath me, then the leaves rustling in the trees, and then the morning song of the birds. I treasured this moment, because I knew that I was not going to hear any of these when I reached Equestria. The weather had reacted badly to being controlled and now suddenly unmanaged. In some parts of Equestria, there was flooding, in others, blizzards, and in other places, hurricanes. The weather above Canterlot and Ponyville, which the weather factory in Cloudsdale managed, became nothing but clear skies and a scorching hot Sun, which meant a terrible drought. The ground below had dried and cracked, plentiful ponds and rivers had all dried up, and whatever plantlife left behind after all the ponies vanished had shriveled away and died.
"Meanwhile, the part of the Everfree Forest bordering the region refused to bend under the heat. Somehow, the strange place was managing to survive and pass a few rainclouds over itself every now and then. That behaviour alone would have once convinced me to steer clear of it and all the scary creatures lurking in there. But now, it encouraged me to keep living there, among the ruins of the Old Castle, because the forest had a steady supply of water and food.
"I scanned the horizon, picking out landmarks between it and myself, and planned my route. I had a chance to undo the damage that had been done, and to possibly bring everypony back, and I didn't want to waste time slowly ambling back. I unfurled my wings and gave a few test flaps, I secured my saddlebags, and made sure my canteen wouldn't get in the way of flying. With a deep, relaxing breath, I leapt off the cliff and took to the air, heading for home."
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(q)What is this?
(a-short answer) Survivor Shy, an ongoing series following Fluttershy on a mission to survive being in an Equestria in ruins, and to restore Equestria and ponykind.
(a-long answer) A project I began after binging on Fallout 3 and Fluttershy episodes. It originally began as a couple of pictures that depicted Fluttershy in an ambigious, post-apocalyptic setting. But since then, Survivor Shy has evolved into an ongoing adventure/fantasy series following Shy's journey to restore Equestria and ponykind.
(q)Where do I start? In what order do these pictures go?
(a-short answer) Follow them in any order, none of them are in chronological order, and I've left it up to you to work out the correct order.
(a-long answer) I'm experimenting with an unusual way of storytelling. I focus on drawing dramatic scenes that fit the basic theme of Survivor Shy, and once I'm finished, I write a story excerpt based on the picture. As time goes by and I complete and upload new scenes, the chronological order of the story shall become clearer, and the story shall practically write itself. Once I finish the 'last' scene of Survivor Shy, I'll see about linking the scenes together into chronological order.
(q)Why are your animated pictures so big? They make me lag!
(a)I'm a silly pony who likes massive pictures, but I'll downscale the gifs so that they don't lag so much from now on.
(q)Is this going to be Grimdark/Mature?
(a) I have no intention of drawing anything that could be classed as Grimdark. We're talking Disney-levels of blood and overall darkness. As for the written parts, I will not write anything graphic, but the written parts do have less-strict rules.
(q)Will Fluttershy die?
(a)I can't say exactly, I will say that she could die, but I'll never draw her dead or write words to the effect of "Fluttershy died". If your imagination says that she died after a certain scene, then that's your interpretation.
*End of FAQ*
I decided to try a different way of colouring. Instead of using solid colours and lineart, with shading applied on top, I decided to colour immediately after sketching, using watercolour and paintbrush tools to name a few. Blending the colours and using different brush settings meant a lot of experimentation, and the end result is very nice I think. Overall it was a fun experience.