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The Light of Harmony
“I am Reborn”
It seemed like the dust that was kicked up from the fallen Bookcast was finally beginning to settle, But as Glaciem approached where the bookcase once stood, still shrouded by a veil of Dust making it difficult to see anything that may threaten him. He wandered through the sand grey mist, looking for his opponent slightly annoyed that the dust just seemed to linger on longer than it was supposed to. Then out of the clearing mist of dust
sat a slightly familiar silhouette.
The warrior inched forward, the settling dust reflected the red hued magic his horn was giving off. The Silhouette suddenly sprang to it’s feet, it’s mane flowed in the wind effortlessly in an eerily familiar way. As his hoofbeats echoed through the castle, Glaciem’s wonder began to replace alertness. “Why am I here?” is all Glaciem could ask himself, but each time only to be greeted with the same answer; Sil
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"Good Morning, Mommy!!~" The early morning bird, or pony, greets his beautiful and loving alicorn mother upon entering the kitchen and finding her sitting at the table with his father right on the other end, "Morning, Daddy!~"
"Good Morning, my little Proudheart~" Twilight Sparkle bids a warm welcome and good morning to her precious little colt upon his entry and greeting, "How are you this morning? Did you sleep well?"
"Great!" The Prince of Courage, Courageous Heart, turns around in his chair so that his back no longer faces the young colt he is proud to call his son, "Well...I hope you are hungry, Proudheart. Our esteemed chef is already working on our breakfast for today: Scrambled eggs with warm buttermilk biscuits."
"Sounds Yummy!!" Proudheart hops up and down in place upon hearing what his taste buds will savor in this already fine morning, "I'm so happy to have somethin
MLP: The Apple of My EyeMLP: The Apple of My Eye by Courageous-of-Light
Resting the side of her face upon the little pink pillow full with of soft cotton produced here in her homeland, the beautiful young mare of blond mane and reddish coat all in a mess smiles while she sleeps; With such pleasant dreams given to her by Princess Luna herself, Candy Apple rests ever soundly until dawn approaches. However, in what seems like only minutes from when she dozed off in the night, Candy feels the warmth of the sun shining down onto her face...followed by the lovely singing tunes of the songbirds outside her window reaching her ears. Morning has come at long last....
"Mmmmm...." The teenager moans at the urge to rise from her bed has not yet taken root. But it does not take long for this young farm pony to open her eyes and behold the morning that is before her to see. "Mornin' already? Eeyup...it...sure is." Widening her jaw in order to release a yawn that is followed by a moan as loud as the rooster's crowing outside,
MLP: My Little Mama's ColtMLP: My Little Mama's Colt by Courageous-of-Light
"Time to rise and shine, my little Tyke~" The loving mother and Queen of the Changelings whispers into the ear of her little teenage colt...who continues to sleep within his nest made of grass...surrounded by twigs and mud, "Time to get ready for school~"
"Mmmmmm...." The young prince and heir to the throne mumbles while turning to the other side...await from his mother, "I...don't wanna...."
Queen Chrystala merely giggles at how cute her little colt is acting, and nudges him gently with her nose, "Come on now, Tyke. You don't want to be late~"
"Mmmmmm...." Tyke just moans again, refusing to get up.
"Okay then~" Chrystala whispers with delight and steps back...allowing a certain rock dog to jump on into her son's nest and lick him all over, "If I can't get you up, then perhaps Rocky will~"
"Hmmm....?" Tyke mutters...only to feel the stone cold, but smooth, tongue of his