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>Spawn in an as an alicorn, great!
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>you spawn in as a yearling, not so great
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>Why are you an alicorn? who knows, it won't matter
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>You have spawned in the middle of a swamp very, very far from Equestria
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>The first few years of your new life are going to be extremely uncomfortable, near constantly wet, cold and near-starving having to scrounge and live like an animal to get by
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>Preyed on by anything bigger than you, which is most things, paired with the constant risk of exposure and disease makes for a very unfun time
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>To make matters worse you can't manage flying or magic despite your best efforts
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>Wings are filthy, unmanaged messes from your inability to preen, the skin under the muck forever nicked with scratches and blemished with bruises
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>Horn is wrecked. too many attempts to force magic, too many foolish tries at wielding the tip as a spear.
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>Its not surprise you end up sick one day, think this is it the end of your new life as confused and uncomfortable as it started
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>too weak from lack of food and water, too frail from lack of basic care since your life began and much too drained from being sick its a miracle you even lasted this long
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>at the last minute, rescued! by some of those fishy guys from Klugetown out hunting in the swamp
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>the ride back to their discount mos eisley shithole is comparatively the comfiest you've ever been
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>the airship is at least dry and they give you a genuine bowl of slop
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>the next couple days are a blur of being poked, prodded and examined by all manner of stinky creatures, fishy freaks and ogroid monsters
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>You at least get a facsimile of a spa treatment with the saltwater baths and rough grooming to make you presentable
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>clean by klugeian standards and advertised as a genuine one-of-a-kind item you're sold. pieces of you anyway.
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>why bother buying the whole thing when you only need the one bit? you don't need the whole rhino to take its horn afterall.
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>the bits of you that could have made you important are taken and whats left is sold to some thing or other as a servant if you're lucky
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>that will be your life until the day, if it ever comes, you could somehow make it to Equestria
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>Not that you'd fit in
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>the most you have is the toy the cat thing gave you out of pity. scrap linen and rough wool for insides, you pretend its a friend sometimes. its a fake pony like you
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>Klugetown sucks ass.
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>This was known from the 2 minutes it was seen in the movie, living in it however is much worse
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>Your owner stinks like half-dried fish bathed in grease and cheap cigarette smoke
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>Picked on by what passes for young in the city whenever you have the unfortunate task of leaving the boss's shop
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>It doesn't matter what he sends you out for he/she/it whatever the fuck the boss is laughs like its the funniest thing imaginable every single time you come back with a fresh bite or bruise
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>That cat with the guilty conscience tried to talk to you once or twice but a bite of your own to his nasty furry paw sent a clear message
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>Its almost frightening how easy the violence comes to you now, they bite, you bite, they hit, you buck
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>One day theres an atypical quiet to the town, something that the assortment of freaks that call the place home know to keep their maws shut around
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>The storm king's guys are in town to recruit, they come by every so often to find strong hands, claws or hooves for the troll's horde your boss tells you
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>today then marks the first day you've ever met another of your kind, a pony, one as broken as you.
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>She doesn't break down at the sight of you or sweep you up into her forelegs promising to protect you or anything dramatic and out-of-character, just one look over you and she gets it
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>"You look terrible." She states plainly as she approaches.
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>She holds eye contact with you and speaks "They say friendship and harmony is what matters there, it didn't do anything for me and it clearly didn't do a thing for you either. I think power is what you need and we're all about power." with a crackle from her horn to emphasise her point
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You say some words and they fit you with some scraps then just like that you're the 2nd pony in the king's employ
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>You don't thank Tempest when you spot your boss's place in flames, it was probably an accident afterall
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>You shadow her, thats your job now. To be her second, likely in place of that fucking hedgehog thing, two broken ponies in the service of some greasy magic-collector self-styling as a dark lord without any of the charm
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>Its so pityingly easy to blend in when you infiltrate, a mother and her colt both caught in horrible accidents or on the run from an abusive father
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>Styling your mane to expose the stump when you need the sympathy, sticking close to Tempest during a conversation to make the target uncomfortable, letting a few pathetic words slip by to disarm who she needs to spill their secrets
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>Keeping watch when she spies from afar to even doing your own sneaky thefts on her behalf
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>You've become a dirty liar, a thief, accessory to a hundred crimes of espionage, blackmail, intimidation and extortion and so casually violent when you think it necessary
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>If not for the permanent scowl you'd swear Tempest shifts uncomfortably at how easy you can lie now
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>"We could kill him Y'know." You tell her one night on the way to the next objective
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>She doesn't turn over to face you, stand up aghast or scold you for daring to suggest it
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>"We could. But I need him." Is all she says, foolishly clinging to the idea the moron-king could ever repair her
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>As if she needed fixing at all
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>You're a young stallion by the time the plan is fully in place, had you a calendar or perhaps a tv guide you'd realise you've made things progress much faster than they should
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>Not that it would matter when you struck really, they'd fall regardless
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>It wasn't long ago the city was under invasion by the changelings but they'd began to relax, divide their forces to assist the returned crystal empire
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>The day of coronation for Twilight Sparkle is marked by dark skies and a city surrounded on all sides by airships that dwarf their own
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>That stupid hedgehog bumbles his way out the ship to announce "Commander Tempest Shadow and Lieutenant Anonymous" like the pair of you are a wrestling tag team
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>In their pretty dresses the pretty princesses are embarrassingly easy to take down, Celestia bless her heart tries to start a dialogue in hopes of diffusing the situation only to fail rather humorously
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>She's encased in stone first, mid-speech, then Tempest breaks off to pursue Luna with a nod to you to corner the golden couple
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>Cadence and Shining armour are your target, you whistle for your trolls who quickly split the brave knight from his princess
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>Like her dear Aunt she tries to plead, asks you to stop, she can tell you're hurt but Equestria can help but honestly you're past caring now
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>Your life sucked, you got over it. This is your job now, you were never really a pony in the first place anyway
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>You tell her as much as you dodge her sneaky attempt to blast you, why they look so shocked when the stone encases them you'll never know, obviously you're turning to stone you just saw it happen to family minutes ago
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>The husband, despite the lack of alicorn power compared to his lovely wife is the real issue as it turns out
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>the trolls are beaten and he's on you like Tirek to a cock he was told shoots magic
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>Storm-King will chide you for losing Princess #4 later but for now you and surfer-voice boytoy get playtime
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>Slamming one another into various walls, stalls and streets around the whimsical city
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>He's tough but you manage to overcome him with a few good swipes to the horn paired with a lovely side of making him rush you when you tell him about his wife
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>he's beaten into submission by some storm-guard before being slapped with a horn-ring and tossed into one of the cages
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>Job done for now, the city has fallen, 3 of 4 princesses captured plus a prince
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>Tempest calls it in, the useless king orders her to catch twilight sparkle reminding tempest only he can fix her
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>You on the other hoof have to hold the city and lock the area down ready for the King's arrival
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>Tempest claps you on the withers as she leaves, her version of 'good job' before she's off on her quest to catch the princess
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>You release the captives outside the city to avoid the later issue of inside help for the protagonist, the royal guard is secured in the dungeons and you have the trolls man the fortifications
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>You have grover? grubber? the hedgehog drag the statues of the princesses into the throne room to keep them secure while you all wait for Tempest and the King to arrive
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>You stare the statue of Celestia in her frozen eyes for a moment, was she aware in there? you could be real devious and chisel off their manes and tails while they're frozen
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>You laugh at the thought of them bald
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>Out of boredom you talk to her, them really since you have them lined up against the wall
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>"I just fell into this Y'know. Being the bad guy I mean." You start
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>"I had this... idea that things would just be perfect when I got here? Y'know? Friends, a purpose, just something better or somehow more whole than what I had before but. Well." you pause in front of Luna
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>"I'm not proud of being an edge lord, honestly, but trauma, pain and discomfort daily have this way of scrambling your brain. I don't hate you guys but I don't think I could stomach a picnic when I keep feelings wing I don't have itch at my sides. I'm monologuing." you scoff at yourself
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>"Twiggy's going to win, somehow, not that I'm going to make it easy for her mind you i just don't expect to win. maybe its fate. Never was certain if destiny was a real thing here or not."
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>You eye the ceiling before continuing. "But for now I'm going to sit on your cushy throne cellybelly and see if this pretty palace has any good snacks lying around." You turn to leave but before you do you lean in between the petrified sisters
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>"Oh and I'm gonna find & read your diaries." you canter off
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>Purplesmart is going to come back here, beat your bosses then you then everything is going back to sunshine and rainbows inevitably. But until then you may as well enjoy your job
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>Tempest is gone for the entire week.
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>You and grumble (still can't remember his name) devour the entire store of cakes and pineapples in the palace kitchens
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>The cauldron has been buzzing but you honestly can't stand to speak to the King 1-1 so you ignore it
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>Theres been a few attempts by loose royal guard forces sent from the crystal empire and outposts across equestria but they've been repelled hard.
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>Canterlot has few accessible routes to it by hoof and those paths are guarded by stormguard forcing every unicorn and earth pony guard into trying to siege their own fortifications at a huge disadvantage
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>The wonderbolts made their own attempts in tandem with the pegasi guard but with the dozen or so airships in the sky they can only get so close before risking being shot out of the sky by cannonfire or archers on the walls, best they can do is amass stormclouds to build up a cover for their movements which they've to their credit been using to strike your ships' decks in lightning-raids
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>It being so early in the timeline, relatively speaking of course canon schmanon, there isn't really anyone who could oppose you seriously right now, the ones that could are down south presumably looking for help from allies
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>Some noponies tried to negotiate and call you out at the front gates, appealing to your 'poninity' or some nonsense but you had Grody explain the situation to them
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>'You guys lost, suck it, the lieutenant is very busy reading state secrets go away. lieutenant anon has ordered all non-combatants to go home and draw him a thank you for not destroying us sir card'
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>The entire week of peace and quiet in the throne, in-between repeated orders for the stormguard and snacking on the palace's stores, has been delightful
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>Naps on Celestia's lovely plush-pillowed throne, snoozes in Luna's wonderfully cool bed and sleeps in Celestia's own snug bed
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>They live comfy, silken sheets, possible some cloud bedding within the fabric of the mattresses and whatever enchantments keep them at those temperatures
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>Oh and the secrets!
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>Scrolls and ancient tomes galore ripe for inspection from their library, you can't access or break through the seals & enchantments on the restricted sections but whats accessible by key or hoof alone has been delicious
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>All manner of arcane treatise, dissertation and examination, lost histories, prophecies, first-hoof accounts from contemporary sources, replicas of ancient cave & meadow-art and runic inscriptions to the preserved works of lost cultures and foreign species
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>Reading was never a priority in your 'former employment' but you picked up what you could and refined it further with Tempest where necessary for infiltrating work
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>This week however has been the best excuse for practice, in a short span of time you've picked up even more of basic Ponish than any secret attempts to read the little you had in Klugetown or brief lessons from Tempest out on a job
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>If not for the steady pay and (promised) benefits of this job you'd be a librarian you think. Unfettered access to this whimsical, magical world's lore would be quite nice.
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>Its been amazing getting such, relatively, unobstructed access to the Sorority of Alicorn's own archives. You pine for access to the restricted sections or better yet, the vault.
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>Alas, the spoils of conquest are not always so readily available.
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>Instead you've been engaging in your second favourite activity after sleeping in Celestia's bed, reading her and Luna's diary.
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>They in fact do keep diaries like the silly mares they are. An unassuming navy blue notebook tucked under Luna's pillows and an ornate leather with gold-trim tome for Celestia.
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>They aren't completely braindead as it turns out, Luna & Celestia have cast some kind of enchantments on their diaries to ward off snooping maids or perhaps each other
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>Between them both they seem to know when they're being held by a pony other than their owner their pages turning blank when removed from their respective rooms
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>The most clever charm on both is the niggling notion that these books are terribly boring and reading them with this charm in effect has you quickly and totally forget what you just read
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>Clever but you figure out a workaround. Lining the spines with that magically-repulsing, or whatever it does, metal to nullify the charms
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>Thus, you drape yourself across the throne stuffing slices of red velvet into your maw as you drink in Luna's inner thoughts
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>"Dearest Journal it has been 1 week since mine return from the Moon. I am free. Tis a strange feeling, my thoughts are confused and I am unsure of my place even now, I write in this tome a mix of mine familiar speech from long ago and this unusual modern mannerism. Tia says I should speak to somepony about how I feel, if not her then another who could help me 'navigate my feelings after such an ordeal' I do not know. I feel out of place, like I am not even supposed to be here, as if I am a relic and this world long since abandoned any need for me."
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>Grim. You can relate to some extent though, you skip ahead.
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>"Dearest Journal, today mine mane sparkled. Not in the manner of which it is 'pretty' instead genuine arcane sparkles akin to the glimmers in Tia's mane!" Adorable! So Luna had a process to go from Woona to full Princess of the Night
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>You pat Statue-Luna on the Head, her being close to the throne like the others flanking the most royal chair and definitely not leaning against the wall
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>You set Luna's diary aside for the moment and messily shove another slice of cake into your mouth, tilting you head back to stare challengingly into Statue-Celestia's eyes as you consume whats likely one of her own treats
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>Time to read Celery's journal. "I'm going to read your journal Celestia, better stop me before I find out who your secret crush is~" You trill at her, daring the statue to stop your espionage
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>It stares unblinkingly ahead in the shocked expression she had when Tempest petrified her
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>"Don't care? very well, I admire your bravery and openness your majesty." You say, nodding sagely as you deposit the leatherbound tome on your lap and flip it open
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>Page... this one. "My dear diary, I tried 'coffee cake' today. I've never really been much of a fan of coffee, too bitter for my liking, I much prefer tea, far more variety and a much wider flavour-palate. However! that said, this cake was scrumptious! Without the somewhat acidic and bitter notes I dislike in the drink the flavour is so wonderfully subdued that now I understand why so many of my subjects have come to enjoy this saddle-Arabian import. Though I still do not understand why it is the predominant drink in Manehattan."
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>Most of these entries concern cake, tea, pastries and idle ruminations on different confectionaries and trivia she's learned of.
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>A few concern highlights from the limited amount of time she apparently has to teach foals at the school in her name
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>"Little Moonshine stayed behind in class during recess today, I permitted it when she explained she wanted to read her book 'Shadow-Spade In: Manehattan Missing'. A little bit mature for her but not explicit I suppose. She seemed so engrossed in her reading that I left her to it to drink my tea and watch the children play from the window, I didn't notice when she trotted up to me. She tapped me on the foreleg and In the sweetest voice possible asked me 'Are you hungry Princess? I have extra sandwiches and you have only tea.' I love being a teacher."
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>Good to know adorable moments aren't exclusive to Luna's diary.
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>If you hadn't been born in that swamp, been dropped here instead would you have gotten to go her school? The though comes unbidden, an uncomfortable ripple of jealously for a foal you've never even met.
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>Getting to learn and read and share food, not sleeping with an eye open, cold and hungry.
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>You lower the book to look at her petrified form. You'd have been small next to her if it happened like that. Up to her cannon maybe.
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>It would be such wish fulfilment.
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>Spawning in important just for being, you'd have to be to be that, adopted or included. Given an all-expenses paid ticket to a life where when your head hits the pillow at night the last thing you think of is what cool thing you might get to do tomorrow
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>Not the sight of ligaments on your back snapping like thread. Not the feeling of grinding against your skull that lifts away a weight you'd only just become accustomed to.
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