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Race the Sun
Dusk was falling rapidly. Soon it would be time to race the sun.
This personal challenge meant much to Rainbow Dash, she had been preparing and practicing for many weeks. However, anxiety and uncertainty surged within her.
Was her silly ambition really worth the danger? What if she would die?
Supersonic high altitude flight entails an inherent risk, which increases the closer a flier is to their limit.
Friction, an extreme variety of pressure and temperature, abruptly altering forces, furious winds, the inability to breathe, even radiation; the enormous pegasus magic required to deal with aforementioned problems is too complex and sudden for an equine consciousness. Rainbow Dash would have to rely on intuition, muscle memory and subconscious skill she had been honing for two decades. A single interruption or too much exhaustion could mean her end.
Not many pegasi dared to pursue advanced flight. Why did she?
Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but think about Lightning Flash and grin. She had been one of the best fliers to ever soar through the Equestrian skies, avant-garde in the hypersonics and a pioneer in space flight. Pegasi wings are reactionless drives and Flash wanted to use this to her advantage and break every speed record by completely eliminating friction. Her plans had caused a lot of controversy and no one would ever know whether she succeeded or not, but when confronted, her famous last words had been: “I’d rather die than never truly live.”
This simple sentence answered every single doubt and summarized the ambitions of every athlete.
The unimaginable combination of excitement, joy, pride and satisfaction when going to ones limits and achieving new heights made all the risks and hard work worth it.
It was time.
Rainbow Dash took her last few deep breaths and pushed herself from the ground.
In less than ten seconds she broke the sound barrier and not much later she broke through the cloud layer. The energy expended for stability and other tasks continuously increased and further acceleration became more and more difficult.
Rainbow Dash kept pushing through all the strain. She would not lose. The sun raced at 464 meters per second, she had to be faster.
As she reached the stratosphere, the view was amazing. She could see Earth’s curvature. In the distant horizon the sky shimmered in a beautiful gold going over into orange, red, violet and finally a dark blue. The ocean mirrored the beautiful spectacle. Ahead of her were a myriad of hills covered in rain forest. Beautiful plateaus were underneath her, long streams meandered through the landscape. Behind her she could see the night sky, dotted with endless stars. Massive alps covered in snow reflected the moon light in a surreal manner.
Rainbow Dash flew faster and faster. Slowly but steadily the sun began to rise in front of her.
An incredible sensation overcame her.
She was racing the sun.
And she was winning.
This personal challenge meant much to Rainbow Dash, she had been preparing and practicing for many weeks. However, anxiety and uncertainty surged within her.
Was her silly ambition really worth the danger? What if she would die?
Supersonic high altitude flight entails an inherent risk, which increases the closer a flier is to their limit.
Friction, an extreme variety of pressure and temperature, abruptly altering forces, furious winds, the inability to breathe, even radiation; the enormous pegasus magic required to deal with aforementioned problems is too complex and sudden for an equine consciousness. Rainbow Dash would have to rely on intuition, muscle memory and subconscious skill she had been honing for two decades. A single interruption or too much exhaustion could mean her end.
Not many pegasi dared to pursue advanced flight. Why did she?
Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but think about Lightning Flash and grin. She had been one of the best fliers to ever soar through the Equestrian skies, avant-garde in the hypersonics and a pioneer in space flight. Pegasi wings are reactionless drives and Flash wanted to use this to her advantage and break every speed record by completely eliminating friction. Her plans had caused a lot of controversy and no one would ever know whether she succeeded or not, but when confronted, her famous last words had been: “I’d rather die than never truly live.”
This simple sentence answered every single doubt and summarized the ambitions of every athlete.
The unimaginable combination of excitement, joy, pride and satisfaction when going to ones limits and achieving new heights made all the risks and hard work worth it.
It was time.
Rainbow Dash took her last few deep breaths and pushed herself from the ground.
In less than ten seconds she broke the sound barrier and not much later she broke through the cloud layer. The energy expended for stability and other tasks continuously increased and further acceleration became more and more difficult.
Rainbow Dash kept pushing through all the strain. She would not lose. The sun raced at 464 meters per second, she had to be faster.
As she reached the stratosphere, the view was amazing. She could see Earth’s curvature. In the distant horizon the sky shimmered in a beautiful gold going over into orange, red, violet and finally a dark blue. The ocean mirrored the beautiful spectacle. Ahead of her were a myriad of hills covered in rain forest. Beautiful plateaus were underneath her, long streams meandered through the landscape. Behind her she could see the night sky, dotted with endless stars. Massive alps covered in snow reflected the moon light in a surreal manner.
Rainbow Dash flew faster and faster. Slowly but steadily the sun began to rise in front of her.
An incredible sensation overcame her.
She was racing the sun.
And she was winning.