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Lodowy Plomien - WstepW tych ciężkich czasach rodziło się niewiele dzieci. Mimo że wojna już dawno zakończyła, nadal panował głód, strach i ból. Najciężej żyło się elfom, które nie wróciły podczas wojny do swojej ojczyzny – Issin. Te delikatne i wdzięczne istoty zostały skazane na niewolniczą pracę w kopalniach od świtu do późnej pilnowane przez Ory i gobliny, które zbratały się z nowym, samozwańczym władcą nazywanym potajemnie uzurpatorem dyktatorem.More Like This
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MLP: Maternal Instinct: Chapter OneMore Like This
Maternal Instinct
Chapter One
Outside the boundaries of the beautiful, fertile land of Equestria, there existed hundreds of nations that were home to the cosmopolitan of different species that inhabited the globe. One such nation was the ancient homeland of the ponies of Equestria's number one foreign rivals, the Changelings.
The Changeling Kingdom (its official name was difficult to translate from Changeling), or 'Motherland', as it was affectionately referred to by its people, was a vast, depleted country, characterised by a desolate mountainous landscape which, during its infamously long, vicious winters, was consistently blanketed by t
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Maternal Instinct
Chapter Two
Queen Chrysalis was not having a good day. Her schedule for the day was packed with several long meetings, not just with her cabinet of ministers, but with her close advisors, her generals, the palace staff, the list went on. She could not bear the long, tedious meetings with these incompetent buffoons inside that dark, dreary, freezing closet of a room as they were. They already taxed heavily on her free time and basic sleep, but the one she had today and those over the last several weeks were particularly painful for the monarch of the changeling kingdom.
“Your Majesty? Are…are you with us?&rdqu
MLP: Pupa-chanMore Like This
Pupa-chan
Princess Pupa was sat in her chair outside in the gardens, placed right underneath a tall, beautiful cherry blossom tree and overlooking the ornamental koi pond. She was dressed up in a soft lilac kimono and a thick, warm blanket placed over her forelegs. One of her younger nannies knelt behind her chair, using her horn to levitate and brush her gossamer mane.
The princess felt very gloomy that day. She didn't like her mother's dacha, not this one all the way in the east of the kingdom. There was nothing outside but trees and mountains scraping the skies. She wanted so badly to go back to their grand palace in the enormous capital
MLP: FIM: Changeling Kingdom BioMore Like This
Changeling Kingdom
Other official names: チェンジリングの王国. Often referred to as 'the Motherland' by most Changelings.
Capital: Again, difficult to translate into other languages from Changeling language.
Language(s): Official: Changeling. Second language: Man language (English).
Religion: Official: uniformly traditional Changeling religion.
Ethnic Groups: 99% Changeling, 1% miscellaneous (Pony, Griffin, etc)
Culture: Imperial Japan.
Type of Government: Absolute monarchy by divine right.
Legislature: None.
Formation: Dates back over thousand years.
Area: It is a vast,
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Adored
The Changeling Kingdom, or the 'Motherland' as the species often affectionately referred to it, was located far away from Equestria in the east, crossing plains, deserts and glaciers. It would take weeks worth of travel for any pony using non-magical means to reach the country, but once they did, they would definitely know.
It was a vast, depleted country, characterised by a desolate mountainous landscape which, during its infamously long, vicious winters, was always blanketed by thick layers of snow. The summer was not too pleasant, either; it sometimes got hot enough to kill scores off by heatstroke. The kingdom, especially as a mo
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