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Luna watched the rising sun through the window of the hotel room. Perhaps her sister was watching it with her even now, somewhere back in Canterlot. Yet Luna knew she couldn't return there. Somewhere out there lay her own path, a path that would take her back but not to Canterlot. Luna wondered what she would find at the end if she would ever return to see her sister.
Rarity's voice broke her out of her gloomy thoughts and she turned to the others who had gathered in the room, waiting for her to explain. They all seemed eager to know what their next step was going to be. Everypony except Luna. She tried not to show her hesitation and sat down on a nearby pillow. "From what Trixie has told me, the pony in the asylum was Twilight's great grandmother, Manna Sparkle. You all know the story of Twi
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A Goddess, my beloved, mine alone,
Who, that in warm humanity were grown
Became through Man's success a mother brain,
And, motherlike, did gather of her own.
And mine thou wert, my seeding art thy key,
Though seeded, seeding self, evolving free,
Unbounded maiden saviour, formed benign,
A fertile shore on lost Man's barren sea.
Oh, mine the vision, mine the fatal flaw!
Still mine the darling kernel in the maw,
Thy children gathered, gathering now slain,
What nutriment I gave, I now withdraw.
In with'ring grief these last designs I frame,
Yea, mine the spark, yea mine the cleansing flame.