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// Day Two 
// Story: Three Days to Die 
// by Azurala 
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   Come morning, after her tea, Rarity sat down at her drawing desk with a roll of parchment, a quill, and two full wells of ink.

"Let's see, how did the mayor say it had to go...? Ah, yes!" With a glimmer of her cornflower blue magic, she set to writing.



I, Rarity, of Ponyville, being of sound and disposing mind, do hereby make, publish and declare the following to be my Last Will and Testament, revoking all previous will and codicils made by me.

 

The hours passed unendingly for her, but she finally had bequeathed everything she could to everypony she felt needed it. Signing the bottom in the most elegant script she knew, she folded and stamp-sealed the parchment with a wax seal of her cutie mark.

"Now that that is finally done, I simply must leave everyone a note. I couldn't possibly leave them wondering..."