Ride the pony
From Create Your Own Story
You give a shout of glee. While you are the most powerful magician in the kingdom, you rarely get transformation spells right. Once you wanted to turn a rude jester into a pumpkin but, because your speech was slurred from drinking too much nutmeg ale, he turned into a wild boar instead. Your bum still bears scars from where the jester-boar's tusk hit you from anger.
You feel fully awake, exhilarated at the success of your magic. Without much thought of poor Dexter's fate, you decide to have fun. The pony is roughly three feet high, you can ride him and gallop through the wide halls of the castle down to the kitchen for breakfast.
It's a stout pony so there's no need for a saddle, you thought. You can brace it's stout neck. You stand on the corner of your lavish high bed and jumped on the pony's back. You stroke it's hair.
Why, the chef makes quite a loveable pet! you utter the thought out loud.
You're about to tell the poor beast to where to go so you can have a fun joyride but, before you can say anything, the pony suddenly lurches forward with its short but strong legs. You yell for him to slow down but he's already running past your bedroom door, down the massive hall, swiftly down the huge stairs that leads to the castle's main foyer and out the iron front door.
You grab on to the pony's hair. This time you are shouting for him to stop. The pony ignores you. He is quicker than any of the king's thoroughbred horse! You accidentally drop your magic wand while trying to hold on. You can almost swear the pony is flying.
The pony runs across the castle's main grounds. He's heading for the woods just outside the palace. You hold on tighter. You suddenly see the Well of Omanduch, a deep well that was built by the king's ancestors from three hundred years ago. It's built right on the edge of the forest.
Before you can ask any questions, the pony jumps into the well. You fall for what seems like hours but you know it's just a matter of seconds. You pray your screaming alerted the guards so you can be rescued.
Suddenly, you and the pony land on something beneath the wall. It feels incredibly soft.
I'm alive!. Your loud voice is filled with relief and gladness. You pronounce a spell for light and immediately your wand glows like a full moon. It lights up a huge area, an area the size of the castle's ostentatious garden, if not bigger.
You find yourself in what seems to be a field of pink cotton. Several feet away stands a hut, a soft light burns inside it. The pony makes a snorting sound. You shake your head in disbelief. Nobody living in the kingdom has ever been down here!
You ask the pony incredulously, What is this world? Where did you take me, Dexter?
What do you do?
