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// XIII 
// Story: Fall Down 
// by PresentPerfect 
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Fall Down
by Present Perfect 

XIII

The storm had called to her.

It said: Come to my churning heart, feel the beating of my winds against your flesh.  Come, be wild and free as I am.  Come, let nothing stand in your way.

And she had said: No.

For she was freer at her side.

The devil had called to her.

He said: Come, feel my power, taste the yawning energy serving my every whim.  Come, bring this world to ruin with me.  Come, let us rule over the ashes together.

And she had said: No.

For she knew who her true friend was.

Her life had called to her.

It said: Come, find your special somepony.  Come, settle down, stop your struggles, relax.  Come, start a family, this is the rest you've earned.

And she had said: No.

For while she might have forgotten once, she knew all she truly needed was a friend beside her.