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// Epilogue 
// Story: Hello, and my Name is Sir Real. 
// by My Sister Tia 
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After that, Discord was moved to a field of statues in the castle garden. The princesses turned the land back to how it was before, and most importantly, two more words were made.

The first word was Discord, meaning disagreement between ponies or other creatures.

The second, surreal (it was spelled differently, so that ponies wouldn’t really guess it’s origin) means having the qualities of surrealism, and bizzare.

And to this day, no one knows where that old mare is now.