THE SIXTH REALM: INDIGO — The blue family

That night she dreamed of her blue family.

Aurora was among those who came to welcome her. She no longer had the body of the winged mare Skyblue had played with. Her form was made of crystalline blue light, like the others, but Skyblue would have recognized the way she approached her anywhere.

“Look at yourself,” her friend said.

Skyblue looked down. She was blue too. This wasn’t a matter of a few new scales: her whole form shone with that iridescent light.

Aurora began to tell her about her own journey. Skyblue wanted to ask where she had been, how long she had been waiting, how she had arrived. Her excitement woke her before she could.