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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="A_New_Start._.28Anon.2FLuna_Mom.29">A New Start. (Anon/Luna Mom)</span><a href="Luna_Mom)#/editor/1" title="Edit section: A New Start. (Anon/Luna Mom)" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&gt;30009055 (OP)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fighting it is useless, sweetie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm going to be your mummy&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;3 weeks you've been in this strange land of horses thinking it was all a miracle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now you stand face to face with a royal horse wanting to be your mother.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where did it all go so wrong?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think back to your first day here. Quite painful in fact. It started a little something like this...</span><br />---<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A wolf howls in the distance and you're awoken from your slumber.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's oddly cold and your bed feels funny.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rolling around, your &quot;pillow&quot; tickles your nose and you open your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's still night-time but you're outside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your head was on a hill of grass and the blades are inside your nose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You flop back again on your back and sit up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seeing a castle just within walking distance, you figure it's just some kind of lucid dream.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your hands across the grass, it feels so real.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to explore a little and enjoy the dream while it lasts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After standing up and moving around a bit, something doesn't feel right. But you ignore it in fear of waking up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes pass and you're now face to face with the castle wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's well built and sturdy but also has a few misaligned bricks. Perfect for climbing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Moving with one hand, than the other, you climb the wall without a hitch or hint of fear.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd never do this if you were awake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A while after you come upon a window and push it open.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You carefully step in and close the window. It's well decorated inside and dim candles light a nearby nightstand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Definitely a bedroom.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could almost swear you someone on the bed, so you step out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The hallways are lined with fancy drapes with various insignias and vibrant colors. Who knew your dreams could be so imaginative?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Speaking is the next thing you hear. It's coming from the end of the hallway where no candles are lit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You step into the dark and come to an ajar door, the speaking is louder here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The wind comes from the open door and flows across your face and in your hair. Awesome.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the door and get a deep splinter in your hand.. ouch. That hurts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait.. that hurts?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mind goes through a couple thoughts before you come to the conclusion that it's just a hyper realistic dream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Calming down, you advance in the room. The balcony windows are open, and on it, a lone horse as blue as the night sky in the mountains. Quite beautiful.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You continue to walk towards the horse, wanting to get a closer look. You could've sworn it was a bald horse, upon closer inspection, it's mane looked like the stars in the soft reflection of still water.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;-and with that, I have other things I should attend to.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Such power in that voice. You are soon about to speak up and greet this horse when she suddenly turns around and gasps at your presence.</span><br />&quot;Well don't you lo-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;ZAP</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ouch.. hey everything's going black. Some dream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You fall to the floor with a mighty &quot;thud&quot;.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Luna, bane of bald monkeys. Specifically the one you just rendered unconscious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holding your breath is the only thing you can do right now, lest you wake your dear sister.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What is this.. creature? It doesn't appear to be a monkey at all.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's physique is quite different in comparison to that of a chimp. Long arms and legs yes, but the legs seen to be in a strange position.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This creature is definitely not a monkey, it's bipedal.</span><br />&quot;.. What are you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lift the body up from the ground and examine it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Such soft features.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He has a round face; small features too . Almost like that of a child...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His sleeping expression was particularly peculiar. A goofy grin was spread across his face.</span><br />&quot;You must be having quite the dream after that blow..&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's probably a good idea to lay him down somewhere temporarily until he wakes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take him to the unused quarters in the back end of the castle and lay him down on a bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A strange feeling washes over you and you feel that you should should an eye him. You rest yourself on the other end the bed and wait patiently.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gosh.. what a bad headache. Anon no likey.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, the cool dream is over now. Bummer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stretch your arms and throw off the blanket. Yup, definitely awake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking a peek out of your eye lids, you realize it's still pretty dark. So you open them all the way. Wait.. this is not your room. These aren't your blankets, and you surely don't own a pillow this big.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn your head and see the stars billowing next you. You don't own those either. Maybe the dream isn't over. Waving your hand through them reveals the horse from your dream. It also causes that splinter in your hand to move some more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Blankets, off, now. You hastily exit the room and look around. It's the same hallway. You look at your hand and there's a bit of blood coming out of the splinter wound. You aren't dreaming. You're panicking now. Running down the hall does nothing for your frail mind trying to run away from what appears to be real. It does however, make you slip. Hard.</span><br />&quot;Shit!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your tailbone is the first thing that hits the ground, followed by your back and head. Clumsily getting to your feet you realize something. You climbed that wall. You broke into the medieval timeline. Everything hurts and everything thing you knew was gone. Not that you had much anyways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A whimsical sound you'd probably hear on TV fills the room and the dark horse appears in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh fuck I'm gonna die here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What are you doing running amuck out here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh it talks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel something in your head snap and you pass out.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You awaken once more, the light shining hard on your face. Screw that nightmare. Way too much for you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You throw off your blankets once more in the world you call home but something feels different. You open your eyes and nothing has changed. You're here again, in that strange room, only its daytime.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Having gone through this already, collecting your thoughts seems like the only good idea at the moment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wipe the sleep from your eyes and walk outside. To your surprise the hallway is lined with tiny little horses. They're about as tall as the height of your stomach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of them turns to you with a flat expression.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You presence is required at the meeting room.&quot;</span><br />&quot;And uh.. where is that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He points down the hall to another uniformed horse who also points to a larger door than the one to &quot;your&quot; room.</span><br />&quot;Thanks.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He says nothing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You power walk down to the room and open the doors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Welcome, please take a seat.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're eyes are greeted by two horses. The one you saw last night, and one of a different look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This horse is so white its almost attacking your eyes. The colorful mane does anything but drown out the brightness.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take your seat on a small chair and wait to be spoken to.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, what brings you here?&quot; The white one says, eyeing you carefully.</span><br />&quot;I could honestly ask the same thing, I woke up just outside of here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You scratch your head doing your best to recollect the events up until now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two horses whisper to each other, while the dark one keeps its focus on you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well I don't assume you have any bad intentions do you?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is going to be a long day.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The hours fly by as you tell them of who you are and vice versa. Apparently they're the royal leaders of this land &quot;Equestria&quot;..? Whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They inquire about your origin and what you are. Supposedly there are &quot;no such things as humans&quot; here. So you're the first.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally at the end of it all, you've sort of just accepted that you're never going to be able to go back to your old life. How ever you got here was beyond you, and frankly, a new start is probably just what you needed. You didn't really have much to go back to at home besides the ability to sit around all day and go to work when its time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not really something you enjoy much anyways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anonymous? Are you listening?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oops.</span><br />&quot;I didn't catch that.. Sorry.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I said 'I'm assigning you get yourself integrated with the community for the next two weeks'. My sister has offered to personally escort you on your tour around here.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sounds easy enough&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good, it begins now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Princess Celestia&quot;, poofs out of existence and you're left with &quot;Princess Luna&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So.. Anonymous. Where would you like to go first?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Outside I guess?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Excellent!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her unicorn horn lights up and the same color of light envelopes you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In a flash of white, you're suddenly outside in the streets.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The whole place is crawling with tiny little ponies, the same size of that you saw in the hall ways of the castle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;--and this is where ponies go to eat, and this is where they have the mailing services and--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at Luna, darn near tuning her out. She's got this goofy beaming smile plastered onto her face as she shows you around town. She seems almost happy to do so. She's walking strangely close beside you and has her wing draped over your shoulder. Its a little uncomfortable but pleasant to say the least.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You yawn, letting the exhaustion take over and stop for a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh you must be tired from all this walking&quot; she looks up and it appears to be a little past midday.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I can only imagine you're also quite famished.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;But I only just yawned an--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Too late, the light comes over you again and you find yourself in a giant dining room in the castle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come! We shall get you something to eat!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wraps her wing around you again and hurries you along to the table. It looks quite fancy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; You spot large chairs, perfectly white silk table cloths, an amazing candelabra centerpiece, this is the dining room you always wanted.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Here, take a seat.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls out your chair for you and you sit down. She also pulls the chair next to you and takes her seat as well, scooting ever so slightly closer to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't say anything though, its nice to have people... &quot;ponies&quot;, wanting to be around you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She rings the bell next to her waits.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A minutes passes and a tiny pony butler appears like the Flash as he zips into the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How may I help you today your Highness?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You shall make us three of your chef's finest dishes. Two of each&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right away Princess!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The little butler runs off and returns within a half hour floating 6 dishes beside him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ought to be an interesting dinner.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Zucchini, arugula, watermelon, and mozzarella. Weirdest darn salad if you've ever had one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Chocolate balsamic red beets. Strange but an acquired taste.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Followed by an avocado gazpacho.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the food goes down alright you suppose, but the lack of meat leaves you feeling empty, yet you feel clean and satisfied. Nonetheless, it was good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You clean up and stack the plates. Gosh you feel tired.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna notices your droopy expression as she lifts her head and turns towards you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Lets head to the living quarters shall we?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug your shoulders and look outside. Its dawn now, some relaxing will do you good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks you to her lounge with her wing over you again once more and opens her doors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I will return shortly, please, take a seat wherever you please.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna steps out the room for a moment and you look around the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Its very homey with an active fireplace and finished wood floor. Reminds you of the place you used to live as a kid.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take your seat near the fire place on a large couch. Its really soft and its almost as if its inviting you to go to sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It has been a long day after all. You sigh and lean your arm on the arm rests when Luna walks back in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She trots on over to you and takes a seat oddly close to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Made yourself comfortable I hope?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yep.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She silently twiddles her hooves around and occasionally glances at you.</span><br />&quot;So.. Princess. I wanted to thank you for everything you've done today.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think back to how she had introduced herself and her sister, how she had taken you around town, fed you. It was nice to not have to worry about anything for once. You really needed this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No need to thank me Anonymous, and please, you could just call me--&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;--Luna&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Its what you would want him to call you. For now you suppose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If you say so. But yeah, I really enjoyed today.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm pleased to hear that Anonymous.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, please.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Aright, Anon.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at him and something is just pulling at you, you aren't sure what though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not wanting to sit in silence much longer, you break the silence.</span><br />&quot;So you've told us all about where you come from Anon, but you have told us little about yourself. We'd very much like to hear&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What do you mean? As in, just about me?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Was the question not simple enough?</span><br />&quot;Yes, we would like to know more about you!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, I'd be happy to share Luna. So back where I came from--&quot;</span><br />--<br /><span class="co4">&gt;All up until it was time to raise the moon, you had learned so much about Anon. He's quite the interesting creature.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had the chance to learn all about his childhood and everything he did.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Growing up he was a troubled one, and from what you could analyze, some of his troubles still hinder him today from what he puts off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Learning about his family life was very tragic to say the least, yet there he was with a smile on his face and your wing around him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His world was drastically different from the one that you call home. There was no magic, but they did have something called &quot;The Internet&quot;, which you've heard of a few times here and there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At some point you had begun sharing a lot about yourself and when you were younger.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All your crazy adventures with your sister. Your mistakes. Everything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was nice to have someone to share all this with.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to the window and the moon isn't up yet. You magic open the window and raise the moon from inside, you'd hate to move and wake up Anon. He had fallen asleep in your wings and its quite comfy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raise the moon and snuff out all the lights in the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Although you're the princess of the night, you feel like sleeping during it for once.</span><br />&quot;Goodnight Anonymous.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wrap your forehooves and other wing around him and drift off to sleep.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes flutter open ever so gently, letting in just the smallest bit of sun light. Looking down you see Anonymous still curled up tightly in your grasp. You pull him in just a little more and drift back off to sleep.</span><br />---<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometime in the middle of your sleep, something changes. Trying to find that comfortable spot, you pull your fore hooves in a little more and realize something is missing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes open and look for Anonymous... He's gone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Its probably time to get up anyways and you set about to take care of your business and get back to showing Anon around town.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pop the morning routine and get to the dining room for some breakfast. To your surprise, Anon was already there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was eating and talking with your sister. Its probably a good time for you to do the same.</span><br />&quot;Good morning you two&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mornin' Luna.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good morning indeed sister, It appears you have something that needs your attention.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks to you, and then outside. Looks like you left the moon up.</span><br />&quot;Not a problem, I shall return shortly&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Its an easy fix, you'll be back in no time at all.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You watched as Luna had left, and as you finished your breakfast.</span><br />&quot;Thank you Princess Celestia, the meal is definitely appreciated.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're quite welcome Anonymous.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're not sure what it is but neither of you have dropped formalities. Oh well.</span><br />&quot;Well, I'm off to have another day around town, you have a good rest of your day.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And the same to you dear.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And with that you get up and go back to Luna's living quarters, and wait. There isn't much else you can do at the moment anyways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;About 5 minutes pass and Luna skips through the door, food down her chin, and her hair in a mess.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you ready to depart for another day 'round the town Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Of course! But uh.. Ma--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But what?&quot; she innocently asks. She reminds you of how crazy your family was on the weekends, always being a mess in the morning.</span><br />&quot;You may want to clean up&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You point out the food crumbs on her chin all the way down to her neck, and her messy hair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right you are, just a moment!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She happily skips away for a while and returns looking as perfect as ever. How did she do that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Let us continue the rest of the trip around town!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you continue this for the next two weeks, her showing you around town, sometimes even different towns.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You would stop and meet other ponies or see the sights, all the while Luna was with you with her wing over you. It was nice in a way but you couldn't describe it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After town visiting the two of you would return to the dining hall to eat whatever crazy food they have, followed by going to her living quarters and falling asleep there with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She even moved in a bed instead of that couch. It was a nice couch but a mattress is always better.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were really starting to get used to the lifestyle here. It was nice, lively, sort of crazy, but everyone got along, and everyone was always happy. It was nice to forget about how things were back before all this. It was like a new start.. Almost, anyways..</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For the next few days after, things seemed normal but something was a little off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna had always seemed just a little bit closer, if not too close. But you let it slide.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She had also taken you everywhere to do just about anything. But the places are nice and you definitely enjoyed yourself. So you appreciate it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You found yourself spending way more time with her than you used to. Not that it was a problem. You really had fun.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now here you are today and she told you something that you should've seen coming. Looking back, how could you not notice her intentions?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fighting it is useless, sweetie. I'm going to be your mummy&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where did it all go so wrong?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;... Maybe wrong isn't the word for this. Seriously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For the last week's you've been falling asleep in her grasp and haven't been complaining.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And from what you recall she's old enough to be your mother. Or just about anyone's.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You carefully weigh the situation in your head. Recalling what happened to your own parents and the place you used to live.. there's nothing good coming from remembering that. How your mother passed is a mystery you'll take to your grave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This mare is giving you the chance to start over. There's no way of getting back to where you used to be anyways. Not that you want to anymore either</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shedding a tear and giving a reluctant sigh, you fall forward and wrap your arms around her, not saying a word.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll take that as a yes.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And with that, you find yourself exhausted. Letting go of the burden of the old place you used to got home.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It didn't take long but you're already getting warmed up to this world. And it won't take you much longer to settle in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't wait really. A whole new world left untouched by bitter people (instead by giant creatures).</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A new place to call home. A new family.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On that note, it's a good time to go to sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You peer outside and it begins to look hazy as you drift off...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You flap your wings as you carry Anonymous higher into the sky. Moving him to great heights above the clouds until you're finally there. The moon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The place of regret and one that reminds you of the sister you had once been away from for so long.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But now it will be the place of a new beginning.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You fire up all the power inside you, developing a white twirling aura around your horn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pain kicks in and you start to sweat. It would be a miracle to pull this off and not give in to the exhaustion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;First the white, now blue, than lastly, purple. The usual sign that you're drawing everything you can.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now that it's ready, you fire at Anonymous and the light around him flashes a brilliant green.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Anon and you awake once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As usual, you lift Luna's wing off of you and stretch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wiggle your fingers...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wiggle... Your fingers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open your eyes and you're greeted with a tiny green hoof.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hobble to the washroom on two legs and look at the mirror.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're a tiny colt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, a new beginning for you indeed..</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You run back to mom in a hurry, wondering what wonderful things to going to do today.</span><br /><br />the end fam</div></div>




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