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// Prologue: Taking A Look At The Scenery... BOOM! 
// Story: My Little Pony: Minecraftian 
// by SamMaherGamer 
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        There once was a peaceful world of cubes. It's beauty, untouched and untold. The blockiness would bring a sense of simplicity, and ease ones achy head. It's mountains bore a beauty that could not be reformed in words, and the oceans barely rippled, not a wave at all could be found. The sun bore all of its light, to reveal the world at hand. And the moon would try to help the sun, reflecting all of its brightness onto the planet below.

There lay a beautiful, little cottage sitting on the riverside's edge. The torchlight from within giving the outside walls a dim glow.

The windows were made of a rustically crude glass, and lined with a dark, green paint. The old door looked as if it used to be the bark of an old spruce tree, and the roof was made up of thatched straw, and was shaped like a cone. Out to the back of the house was a beautiful looking field of wheat, glowing golden in the torchlight of the household. 

Inside lay a small fire in the middle of the room. Surrounding it was a polished cobblestone floor, and then surrounding that was a light, grey carpet. To the side of the room lay a lone bed, the green-striped blue sheets strewn to the end of the bed.

Towards the back of the house was a couple of small rooms. One, namely the kitchen, was lined with polish oak bench tops, and cupboards up above. A chest lay to the side of the room, housing a delicious assortment of meats and greens. The room also contained a few furnaces replacing a portion of the bench tops towards the back. A makeshift sink, namely a cauldron, lay full of water off to the other side of the room. 

In the other room, the floor was of a finely polished ceramic tile. A crude toilet that looked as if it were made completely of metal, sat in the corner of the room accompanied by a small sink mounted on the wall next to it. In another corner was a shower. The shower head also looked quite crude and rustic, joined by two slightly rusted shower tap handles.

A two-by-two pool of water sat in the last corner, allowing the water it held to be duplicated. How? Magic... The pool of water contained a cooling system woven into the ground. The water from the pool was taken to the river, then pulled back. It also ensured that fresh water be available whenever possible.

The house was magnificent, and its silhouette could be seen just in front of the setting sun...

"Fuck!" A shouting could be heard in the distance...