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// Prologue 
// Story: Song of the Foals 
// by dshadow14 
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 It was a beautiful sunny day in a small and quiet town, the townsponies were all out enjoying the sun. The weather was so nice that many had chipped in to have a town get together with food and activities for no other reason than to enjoy the day. One small filly, tired out from running around with her friends, was resting under a tree, just enjoying the shade. She glanced around, not really intending to focus on anything in particular, just taking in the beauty of summer in all of it’s glory.

Her eyes fell on a little grey rabbit standing at the edge of the nearby forest, it seemed to be looking right at her with its big blue eyes. The filly smiled at the cute little animal as she looked back at it, trying not to make any sudden movements as she didn’t wand to scare it away. But the more the young filly looked at the rabbit, she became a little uncomfortable with how it acted; she’s seen rabbits before and had often watched as the moved around, sometimes stopping to analyze their surroundings; but this rabbit was as still as a statue, staring directly at her, not even a single whisker on it’s face making the slightest twitch.

The filly heard her friends calling for her to play a new game they had started and snapped out of her thoughts, she stood up and took one final look at the strange rabbit before trotting over to her friends.





Later that night, the filly was laying in her bed, exhausted from the fun and eventful day she had had. But she could not sleep. She could not stop thinking of the the strange rabbit that just stood at the edge of the forest and stared at her, she’d never seen any animal sit that still for any amount of time. Was it hurt? Was it sick? She couldn’t understand it. She'd asked her parents about it on the way home, they told her that the rabbit was probably just tired. This did not satisfy the filly, the rabbit didn't look tired at all especially with its eyes open as wide as they were.

She eventually forced the rabbit out of her head and tried to get some sleep. Then the filly heard something, music of some kind, she lifted herself out of bed and listened intently. It was music, a very beautiful melody that seemed to becoming from outside. She trotted to her window to see what was making it. The streets were empty, all of the windows were dark, not even the street lamps were lit. The filly had to discover the source of this beautiful sound. Careful not to wake her parents, she crept through the house and went out the door to follow the sound. She followed the music out of town, getting louder the closer she got to forest. The filly knew she wasn’t supposed to go in alone, but she explored the forest all the time with her friends and nothing ever happened. She kept going, determined to find the source of the beautiful music that beckoned her.