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// [1.] The Tome of Tales 
// Story: The Tale of a Tome 
// by Necro Atom 
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One day in the Grandeous City of Canterlot a young unicorn mare around the rough age of 16 was trotting through the streets. Her coat was a dark amethyst, the outside of her mane was a dull purple-ish grey and the inside was a much darker purple-ish grey. 

This mare was a Highschool Student in Canterlot, a reserved one. She kept to herself and rarely spoke. She had a small friend group of 2 other unicorns and a zebra. This mare's name was Neckroa Atomics, or Necro Atom for short. She was not a bad student in school but she wasn't the best. Neckroa was very interested in one thing, how ever. Books!

She loved to read books, not books of science or even of mythology or the likes. Well, sometimes Mythology. She was a fan of Fantasy, Fairy Tales. 

One day Neckroa trotted into the local Canterlot Library, the Library held an extensive collection of books ranging from Philosophy to Poems and was a great place to find books which cater to your liking. Neckroa waved at the Librarian as she trotted past her. The Librarian smiled and waved back. Neckroa wasted no time trotting to the Fantasy section as she had memorized it's location.

Lucky for her there were so many books so she hasn't had the chance to read all of them, she would even catalog which books she wanted to read next. She had turned the books she had lastnight through the book chute since she had to study for school and was not able to get to the library on time. 

As her eyes wandered over the bookshelf something caught her eye that she has not seen before, a rather large boo, there were no words on it's spine. She took the old, dusty book off of the shelf and laid it on the table. The cover was tanned leather, golden letters in a fancy font labelled what the book held quite simply, "Tales". 

Neckroa was interested in that since she'd never seen this book before, and it's not hard to miss being quite... Thick. She opened the cover of the book and covered her mouth, looking to the side and coughing a bit from the dust. She looked back at the book, she had opened it to the Index. Instead of holding the names of chapters it held the names of multiple different stories. 




The Meeting

It Never Changes.

The Owslander Courier

A Deadman's World

Broken Dream Boulevard



Were the first five, and Neckroa was intrigued. She glanced at the clock, she was supposed to meet her friends at the coffee shop later so she'd need to keep and eye on that. She then turned her gaze back down to the boom and smiled, flipping to the first story and starting to read.