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Kobold101


"If friendship is your weakest point, then you are the strongest man in the world." -Abraham Lincoln

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Directly outside of Ponyville stood a unicorn colt. Everything about him was pure black. His mane, his coat, his saddlebag, his irises, even his Cutie Mark matched his coat perfectly, giving him the appearance of a Blank-Flank. But none of this was the strangest.

The strangest was he seemed to emit a black smoke.

He began to walk toward Ponyville.

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It's... interesting. While i enjoy the premise of the story i feel for some reason that the song lyrics almost take away from the experience, considering the pony described does not exactly remind me of the chaotic discord in any sense. I also felt it went a little too far at the church scene, not saying that it was a bad scene, only that it may not be in many readers taste. Other than this it was an interesting premise with some clever lines between the beginning and end. Brohoof! /)

5469009 Why, thank you my good sir. Every time I heard that song, the idea for this fic came into my head. Plus, metaphor.

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