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// A New Dawn 
// Story: Rise of A New Sun 
// by Silence 
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	The ominous emerald glows of their eyes in the distance tantalized and intoxicated her with their seemingly magically properties.  They left a trail of green light as they moved, almost as if everything in life had been slowed down and they moved, revealing every frame her eyes would capture as they did.  The streams of energy in her glow flared a crimson red, snapping her out of the trance as she noticed they were gone.  She held a hoof outwards to her side and from the ground burst Alabaster.  She gripped the hilt firmly, the ever familiar feel of its weight feel relaxing and empowering as she pivoted around, spotting her enemies.  She locked herself in a defensive position and split Alabaster in two, taking Obsidian in her other hoof.  The shifters darted at her, their jaws gnashing furiously, blood and saliva flying crazily from their mouths.  She launched herself into the air and spun, opening her wings and launching herself into the sky.  She flipped herself, now facing the ground as the shifters stopped and stared up at her, jumping to reach.  She slammed Alabaster and Obsidian together and spun like a drills, bolting through the air and piercing into the shifters, their screeches filling her ears.  She twitched slightly but kept her focus, drilling deep into the earth.  She turned and maneuvered, now being shot upwards.  As the blades pierced the earth, she halted the spinning and was shot from the ground, landing graciously on her hooves.  

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Her violet eyes opened and she stared upwards, the sky and moon looming overhead.  She couldn’t help but smile at the beautiful sight.  Her hoof reached to the side and tapped a panel beside her and the picture vanished, her bed being slid to the side and out into the bedroom.  *She swung her hooves over the side and stepped out of bed, yawning and stretching.  Her wings stretched and rustled, then nestled comfortably against her body.  She smiled at the cloak that hung in-front of her.  The black scales had a diffuse red glow as the power coursed through it.  The familiar symbol of the shuriken with demon wings seemed to bore into her mind as she stared at it.  A wave of memories crashed through her head and tears formed in her eyes.  She quickly jerked her gaze away from the mark.

“No, he’s gone.  Just accept it Ren, he isn’t coming back.” She thought to herself.  She let out a heavy sigh and proceeded into the living room, tapping a panel on the wall.  A line of blue energy weaved in and out between the square panels that formed the wall.  It illuminated the pressed panel in an azure color as she sifted through a menu, observing the news of the other provinces.  Most were doing fine and had held their weight against the shifters for the night.  She removed the hoof from the wall and walked over, throwing the black cloak on and tying a scarlet head-wrapping with the same symbol as the cloak, around her head.  She pressed a small red panel and two squares slid downwards, revealing a doorway.  She walked out onto the dark streets and the door closed.  She observed her surroundings, noting everything around herself.  She turned and proceeded down the street to a large building with a giant, pulsating, red cross on the front.  She stepped in and proceeded through the halls, walking into an office silently.  As she closed the door behind her, the stallion jumped and spun around, releasing a breath of relief.

“Mrs. Cloud, I must ask you to knock before entering.  You give me a near heart attack every session.” He spoke, smiling playfully.

“Sorry Doc, it’s second nature.” She said calmly, shrugging at him.  She sat down on the couch in the office and stared at him, waiting for him to speak.

“Well, we’ve talked a lot about your dreams recently, but I think you seem to be shying away from a specific topic that is always brought up.  Would you please mind telling me of your fillyhood?” He spoke softly, gently, warmly to her.  His voice was like a serpent, trying to slyly coax its prey.  She fell for the voice as it resonated in her mind, filling her with a false sense of rightness, of thinking things were alright.  She smiled back at the doctor.

“Okay, today we can talk about my fillyhood.” She said calmly, and obvious aura of success emanated from the doctor.  She leaned back and prepared her mind, falling deep through the caverns of her thoughts to the bottom.  This is where she would begin.