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// Scene 7 
// Story: Mothers and Daughters 
// by Rekter 
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“No,” Mother said to me, “ The Worship of Celestia and Luna ministry isn’t a job you choose, it’s a vocation for which you have to receive a call.” 


I could tell she wanted me to ask her. We rarely talked much, but we understood each other, we were both sacred devils, not like you and the kid. I asked her, had she ever received the call. That was a terrible thing for her to admit, and I was the only one she told. As far as I knew she never admitted it to anybody, but she admitted it to me. That was all we ever said about it. That was enough.