"Down below her kingdom, a place safe for everypony. Every creature under the sunlight, praised and adored her. The times of peace she could not guarantee to keep forever, but for as long as the sun pierced the clouds with its blessed light, she would not stop caring about her people. "The dawn will always come" she tought, as a gust of wind caressed her mane, carrying away a bunch of petals, as white as snow, as white as her soul "
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