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Dune stepped in front on Charlie. "I'll do it. Fire has no chance against me." He said protectively.
Dune laughed. "So where would magic even be?" He asked, playfully tousling Charlie's mane.
Bolt sat in his cage. "Leeeaf..." he said telepathicaly
"Well the element of generosity is in my room in the barracks. Celestia put it there as inspiration for me to reform." Dune stated.
"It's in Canterlot." Dune said, matter-of-factly.
(Where the buck is Eluuna?) Bolt grunted in agony. "FLITTER?!?!" He yelled.
"Flitter?" Bolt asked loudly, as he had hit himself with a trap spell.
"Is this one?" Dune asked, drawing the rough shape of a diamond in the ground.
The system that is right depends on the heart of the country, that is, the goal of It's people. Democracy seems to work for very patriotic...
Bolt got up and went into the dojo to train, quietly exiting the room. The floor began to produce artificial alicorns that were cut down with fire...
"Wh...what the buck?" Bolt wheezed, breathing heavily
This. Just yes. I've walked in on clop...I blackmailed the participants into being my chat bodyguards and following my orders for a night. But...
"Huh? Really?" Dune asked in shock
Dune, still worried for Charlie, woke up every half hour and did things like running a hoof through her mane or kissing her forehead. He lost a...
The rage in Dune began to quell slowly as he laid with Charlie. He smiled and winked at Esy, showing his engagement bracelet to him. He rolled...
He covered them with sand from his gourd. He knew that was safe. He made a makeshift pad to sleep on and pillows from sand. His gourd was...
"If you're happy, I'm happy. I hate the sight of my own blood..." Dune said, shuddering.
"I let them touch you. In my land. My desert. I am most powerful here. I didn't keep you safe." Dune replied.
"Then I'll make sure you get it. I'm just angry I failed you." Dune said, dissapointed in himself
"Charlie? You alright?" Dune asked lightly.
