It is said that when two alicorns are in flight, their graceful motion can be likened to a feather dancing among the light breeze. Among the star-studded sky, or the clear vault of the noon, be it rain, hail or shine, the sisters interweave a song of natural grace, beauty and awe. For those who look on, they knew that this would be both the beginning as well as the end. Between them, there would be no words, for their gestures said it all.

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