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// Epilogue 
// Story: The Forgotten World 
// by KingBrony 
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My name is Nova. Princess Nova.

I am writing this to tell the future generation of ponies that we live on.

Our lives were given to us. We don't know how or why, but we live here. That is all that matters.

And it is all thanks to six magical stones. I will call them the Elements of Harmony from now on, since each stone has played a different role in bring harmony to our world. While what came before us is important, what will happen to us from now on is just as important.

These stones have been buried deep in a forest. I was told by somepony special to me that they may be too dangerous and may destroy the harmony we have now. I have checked on the stones from time to time: it seems that a tree is growing from them.

We are ponies. There are four different types of ponies. They were named by him, based on the names we were given: The winged ones were pegasi, horned ones were unicorns, while regular ponies were earth ponies. He didn't have a name for me, who has wings and a horn.

We don't know much about this world. It was given to us as a gift. Therefore, we will learn, and make it our own. It will be a long journey ahead, but I feel that we can manage.

We also have something referred to as magic. Only the horned ones have it. It has proven to be a very useful thing, so hopefully we will be able to learn more about how it works and what we can do with it.

No matter what happens in the future, I hope we will always be able to live in a world of peace and harmony.