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// Eight 
// Story: What I've Done 
// by BlazzingInferno 
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It's been a while.

I don't know why I don't think about writing as much now. Maybe it's because I'm not carrying as heavy a load; when I stop to rest I actually have enough energy to do stuff besides move a quill around.

Does that mean I'm going to dump this journal somewhere, too? Definitely not in a library. Ponies don't need to see all this.

But maybe I do?

I don't know if that makes sense. Maybe—


Sun!

THE SUN IS RISING!

Might be dreaming, don’t care!

- M